Goblins don't know how to use magic, and of course they don't know what the vague concept of magic is, so they certainly don't need this treasure!

Of course they understand this, but ...

"Okay, we'll take it!"

Nataya showed her cheeky spirit at this time, and linked the emerald item without saying a word.

"Nataya!"

Reliana said a little angrily.

"Yes~Yes~ Yes, but let's take it for the goblins' good!"

"This~ is also true!"

So Nataya and the others "reluctantly" accepted this emerald of unknown origin.

Strangely, once the reverse side of this emerald comes into contact with something, it suddenly falls silent, like an ordinary stone, and there is nothing strange except for the beauty of the stone.

This should be the reason why Nataya didn't feel the existence of the emerald when they first saw Wabu, the reverse side of the emerald was close to Wabu's neck, and the leakage of wood attribute magic particles stopped completely.

Wabu and Vara took it for a while, and as for what to do, it was nothing more than talking about the future, talking about the heart, and so on.

That night, the goblins threw another big party, celebrating the accession of the new patriarch, Vab, to the throne, and to the resentful Renault Quinn.

At the party, Reliana details Renault Quinn to the goblins, and they all agree that they will hunt him down at all costs.

"These goblins are really weird!"

"That's right!"

Eating the freshly grilled meat skewers in their hands, Reliana and Avina couldn't help but be infected by the customs here.

"That's right, I think it's strange that you say these goblins are so ugly, how did they get involved in marrying each other?"

Nataya's unintentional words were instantly despised by Reliana and Avina.

Anyway, this should be the last night of staying here, after all, the matter of the Seven Schools is more important.

They couldn't stay here like a slug, the forest fire was sure to attract a lot of attention, and the place was already in danger.

It's time to shift positions!

(But I always feel... I'm still nostalgic for here!)

The emerald was received by Avina into her black disc, which was arguably the safest place to be.

It's almost bedtime, and playing around with those goblins at the party takes a lot of Nataya's energy.

Speaking of which, they are quite leisurely, there are a total of eighty teams participating in the Seven Schools Leap this time, except for the special team of "Last Hope", the other teams are desperately trying to survive, they are good, and they have started to play here.

Nataya's accommodation is also a tent, which Ragnar had prepared before the game, which is fireproof, waterproof, windproof and anti-Nataya, because the position where Nataya slept was deliberately made out of a small hole by Ragnar, and when she slept at night, there would be a constant cool breeze blowing in, so that Nataya could only obediently wrap the quilt and would not come out to harm Nataya or Avina again.

"Who is it?"

As soon as the three girls got into the tent, they noticed the existence of two magical forces inside, one of which was particularly unfamiliar.

"Ahem~ahem! Give me that thing!"

The sound is very familiar.

"Ragnar-sensei!"

A snap of his fingers popped out, and the inside of the tent suddenly became bright.

Ragnar was now sitting on a wooden chair in the tent, which was rough and rough as a farewell gift from Wabu.

"This one is a bit of a butt prick!"

"Ragnar-sensei!"

Reliana threw herself into Ragnar's arms with a flying pounce, which immediately embarrassed Ragnar.

Faced with the enthusiasm of such a beautiful girl, Ragnar felt a little embarrassed.

"Whew~Whew! Lord Ragnar is really enjoying it!"

Next to Ragnar sat a tall man, as strong as a cow, with a hint of heroism between his eyebrows, but he always seemed to make people think he was funny.

"Xiong, believe it or not, I just slapped me like this!"

The male is the fire dragon hidden in the back mountain, and it has now turned into a human body and follows Ragnar.

Speaking of which, this dragon is funny enough, and he didn't dare to go home for fear of his brother's scolding.

But thanks to this, Ragnar was able to seize the handle and blackmail it.

"Oh~Oh, these are your students! they all look pretty good, especially..."

In the middle of his words, Xiong suddenly stopped his gaze on Nataya.

"This..."

In the next moment, Nataya only felt that the stout man had disappeared from his previous position.

"Xiong!"

Ragnar let out a cold, muffled voice.

"Brush!", Xiong appeared just a few steps in front of Nataya, his right hand was already raised high, in a fist posture, feeling that he would fall down at any moment and kill Nataya.

Xiong's neck was covered with cold sweat at this time, and he could clearly feel that Ragnar's voice just now had a strong warning meaning in it, and he even had the illusion that if his fist went down a few centimeters, his head might be separated from his body.

"This..."

"I'll talk to you later!"

"Oh!"

Xiong sat on the ground with an inexplicable face, as a dragon, it is still more suitable for the most primitive way to relax himself.

The moment Xiong saw Nataya just now, he felt the fear that had dominated him in Nataya's body, not only that face looked exactly the same, but even the magic fluctuations had completely coincided.

(That's right, this woman is really that person!)

The person here refers to the Terran saintess a hundred years ago, and when he first saw Nataya, Xiong felt that this person was chasing him again, so he made a decisive move...

"This... What's the situation?"

Confused, Nataya doesn't know what's going on yet.

"Ha~ha~ha, nothing. It's this very funny-looking uncle who just came out of the village, and they often greet each other in this way in the countryside, so I was afraid that he would scare you, so I reminded him. ”

"Oh, I see!"

Nataya's realisation and jumped up to the male's side, imitating the custom of his homeland and slapping him the stone-like arm.

"Hello, uncle!"