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There are almost no creatures in the forests of Aesop in Rose May, but there are still people who die when they step into the forest.

The cause is unknown.

However, it is much better to go into the forest - here there is a group of people walking in the forest of Aesop, and they are covered in the furs peculiar to the Duchy of Ansendil, which many of the people of the Lutheran Kingdom call the "Black Fur Country".

But this was no ordinary team - they held well-textured weapons in their hands, those with a metallic luster were very special, about three feet long, like a gun, but they had a golden metal ring in the center, and the metal ring was engraved with spell patterns.

"How long are we going to go?" At the front of the group, a young man with a hawkish nose revealed deep impatience in his expression and tone, compared to a tall woman with her long chestnut hair tied up high and a resolute expression on her face.

"If you're impatient, go back. The woman said to him unceremoniously.

"How can I rest assured? As a gentleman, I can't let a lady ......," the man said.

"Shut up, Chebman? The woman said.

"Sharon—why are you doing this to me?" Chebman was very sad, "you know that you are still here for my blessing - do you think you are a ......"

"Huh, don't tell me these things all the time, do you mean you want to break up with me?" Sharon's smile turned strange.

"Of course not! how could I want to leave you?" Chebman's sloppy appearance gave the impression that his words had little credibility, but his turquoise eyes always had a sparkle that made Sharon uncomfortable - as if there was always a threat of none.

Sharon hated the feeling - it always reminded her of something bad.

"Why don't we just rest for a while?" Chebman suggested.

Sharon gradually felt that her emotions were a little agitated - and she also felt that it was the right thing to take a break at this time - and was about to nod her head, when the bushes made a rustling sound, and the people around her reacted immediately, and they quickly gathered around the two nobles to protect them.

"Who?" said Sharon, frowning.

"People passing by. Then a cold voice surprised her.

"Come out!" Sharon ordered the speaker.

Out of the bushes came three men—the leader, the one who spoke, the only woman, who represented the two men behind her, not tall, with a thick cloak, short red hair, and red eyes of rare appearance—and behind her, two men, one tall and the other small, and carrying a large bag.

"Who are you, why are you here, what do you want to do?"

"Huh, does this Aesop Forest still belong to you?, who are we, and what does it matter to you what we are doing here?" the shorter man's face was disdainful—he was evidently dissatisfied with the tone—how could most of the nobles have such a habit of scolding people?

His words infuriated Sharon—the accompanying guards pointed their strange spears at the three men.

"You say it again? Sharon held her head high.

"You think I'm afraid?" The man was either fearless or stubborn—Sharon thought it was clearly the latter.

What she hated most was the stubborn person - which made her in a bad mood at this time want to pierce this person into dozens of holes.

"Haha—don't get excited. "This young lady, we're doing something very important—so we're getting a little sensitive to these things—and it's no harm to each other in introducing ourselves, isn't it?" ”

"Who's your fiancée?!" Sharon's anger shifted to Chebman.

"Ahem, well, the future will be yes. Chebman sighed.

"The future is impossible, you dream. Sharon looked at him coldly.

It was evident that Chebman's side was in a very bad mood - they had not yet decided whether to consider this group of people as enemies, and they were already at odds within.

"Hmm...... It's more complicated, understandably isn't it?" Chebman was in a way so good that he looked helplessly at the girl who was clearly the "chief" of the three.

"Absolutely. The girl clearly understood—she looked at Sharon with pity, and continued, "My name is Aven, and I am a merchant from the kingdom of Luther, but I met a group of black fog ghosts on the way, and the black fog ghosts killed almost all of me, but fortunately I and two other servants survived. But there's also bad news. ”

"It's so sad -- oh, what bad news, is there anything worse than that?" said Chebman.

"The goods have been lost, many people have died, and what is more terrible is that we have lost our way - how far is this from the Kingdom of Luther?" continued.

This young girl is naturally Fitney.

Even Sharon had a strange look on her face at her words—she and Chebman looked at each other, and the latter had a smile on his face.

"That's a shame - this is Ludran in Aesop's Forest, and if you go in that direction for two more days, you'll probably reach the Duchy of Ansendil. Provided you don't lose your way again. Chebman said.

"Ludland?!!Elletia is ......," Fitney looked surprised, then frowned a little worriedly.

It was not just that she had "strayed" from her original path, but that she was no longer capable of finding her old way - it was a serious matter in every way, and even if she waited until after Rose May to find another way to find her way, she would have to pass through the center of the beasts.

Looking at the two servants she had brought with her, it was clear that it was not enough for the beasts to stuff their teeth.

"Why don't we go together? We're going to the 'center' now. Chebman said.

"No!" Sharon was the first to veto the matter - did she hear it wrong? Chebman went so far as to say that he was going to allow an unknown person to join the team.

Doesn't he know how heavy this team is?

"What are you looking for?" said Fitney, who hesitated for a moment, then continued - she looked like a merchant who did not know their ultimate purpose, trying to pay for the "fee".