Previously, Follett needed an alliance with Fitney - there was no choice, but now ...... Compared to Fitney, this old man has more power. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyway, Fitney...... I'm going to give him up too, isn't it?

Follett was quick to make a decision.

"You're right—but...... I don't want to be in the same camp as Sharon - you know I hate her. Follett seemed to fear that his decision would be looked down upon by the old man, so he hesitated slightly.

"You're such a stubborn fellow - do you have to make it all clear! It's a nuisance - Sharon won't live long! It's just that she still has some use - it's not for me, it's for Eddard. Who knows what Sharon will do to him, but it has nothing to do with me - her extremism bothers me a lot, and you might be a better fit than you. The big-nosed old man said.

"I—I'm better, what do you want me to do?" Follett gestured to himself.

"Hmph. The old man's hand fell on the iron cage, and suddenly, with a rumbling sound, the iron cage rose - the old man with the big nose lifted the ban on him, "You only need to do one thing!"

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Aesop Forest.

The Nature Society walked in an increasingly "dangerous" area, whether it was due to the determination of the magicians or the habits of the animals in this area, which showed that this was a place where no one was going.

The air was damp and blurry, but the temperature was actually lower, and they felt conflicted, the surroundings made them feel cold, and the process of breathing made them feel hot. There was silence all around, and although there were trees, the dense forest in this area made it difficult for sunlight to reach the ground through the thick foliage. Of course, there were no living creatures, and there was an atmosphere of suspicion everywhere.

"Alva, shouldn't this be the forbidden area?"

"Moving on, I re-look the direction and it will diverge from the danger zone. Alva replied.

His words relieved the others - they had barely brought their way-finding tools with them this time, and the only people they seemed to have brought with them were Alva, who always believed that Alva would take them out of the forest.

"Wait. Fili said suddenly.

"Don't waste time. Alva was very distant from Fili - it was not his intention to join the team - and as a group, Alva felt that they didn't need another person who was of little use to him.

Philip paused, watching them move forward.

Even he was in danger here, and it wasn't a good thing to be left alone at will—but he eventually walked to the side, cut off a plant under the tree with a knife, and put it in a separate leather pocket.

Only then did he continue to run towards them.

At the very place where Fili had left, the roots of the tree slowly writhed—the ground where the plants had been pulled out had revealed something from the movement of the roots—and there was a pile of white bones.

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Dryden.

At night, the Duke of Wizdem was still looking at his papers, of different types - he had to sign various documents every day, there might be invitations to someone in the realm, confirmation of the right to use some items, some difficult cases...... Sometimes he can be said to be in a hurry.

"Candita still hasn't asked who came up with the idea. Duke Wizdem spoke suddenly.

"No, sir—we heard about it only the other day—was strangled in time, but the other did it very stealthily. The manservant replied respectfully beside him.

Duke Wizdem frowned.

Some of the Wizdem family's territories were not in Haivag's territory, and those small areas were scattered - usually, because he was in between several territories, there would have been some troubles that he had to deal with because of territorial issues, but ......

"Doing it covertly proves that they didn't go very deep - they were testing us. "The Duke of Wizdem is not a man who cares about details - it has been said that his acumen is almost unmatched.

"We'd like to get news from other territories - we'll do our best to cover it up. The manservant said.

"No, get the word out and let them know. "The Duke of Wizdem said slowly," said the Duke of Wizddem, "it just so happens that the nobles are all in Dryden right now, aren't they?, and bring one of my letters to Feige—to see for yourself that he receives the letter and reads it." ”

With that, the Duke of Wizdem opened the drawer, and in his hand he held a letter sealed with fire paint—the beautiful black finch family crest, the family crest of the Wizdem family, which all nobles knew.

"Yes, sir. The manservant respectfully accepted the letter.

"There are also two letters to the Palace, one to His Majesty the King, and the other to His Highness Misser. Duke Wizdem thought about it and wrote two letters on the spot.

The night seemed to be no different than usual, and the tall back of the Duke of Wizdem was reflected in the study window.

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"Valrhona. When all this happened, Fitney seemed to know nothing, and she went to her once in a while, as usual—and Valrhona too.

Why occasionally? It was about the time that Fitney didn't have time most of the time, even though Valrhona's wayward way of expressing it became more and more intense, and even jumped into the river while Fitney was talking to Jill to disturb it all.

Fitney had no choice at first, but fortunately Greid's side - it was Greid who took her away when Valrhona lost her temper - and perhaps this prompted Valrhona and Greid to stay together longer and closer.

It's been a while since Valrhona didn't come to pester Fitney anymore, so when she saw Valrhona appear, Fitney was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Valrhona held out her hand.

Fitnair never forgot to guess Valrhona's identity - and to no avail.

And at this time, Valrhona seems to have "grown" a little.

Fitnair looked at Valrhona's arm, and something unusual appeared there - normally human skin has skin textures, Valrhona does have it, but the shape is very strange, she couldn't see what it was before, but when it "appeared", she could see it clearly.

That's scales.

The scales of a fish or a snake protrude slightly from the skin, and when touched, you can feel a hardness that is inconsistent with other places.

"Does Grede know about this?" Fitney asked, narrowing his eyes.

Valrhona shook her head, "Valrhona." ”

The tone is natural—but why is it so natural?"