Ian couldn't remember the creature's lengthy name. Moreover, the names were snatched from its victims, and were full of murder and savagery. Ian plans to name it after the first sound he heard: "Click." At least that way, he and Roger didn't have to call it with a vague reference like "this guy."

Although she is keen to collect children's clothes, she doesn't wear them herself. A pair of small webbed feet between their toes walked on the stone floor of the cave, making a clicking sound everywhere they went. Now, the sound led them back to the waterhole.

"Swim. Barn, lead the way. With a snap, he sank underwater.

The kid named Wendy has woken up, but in a mess, and Roger will be in charge of taking him out of the underwater cavern and back to the shore of the lake.

"It's good that the water isn't too deep in Lake Bondmere," Ian thought to himself with a worried look at them, and then dived into the water first.

The brightly lit Crescent Village is like a crescent moon on the ground at night. Ian was on a hillside not far from the village, looking down. The lights of every house that are lit all night out, outlining an orange-yellow crescent moon in the darkness of the wilderness. At this time, he could also vaguely see Roger being surrounded by the crowd from here. From time to time, the cries and laughter of the women drifted in with the wind.

"Beautiful. Snap muttered to the side.

"Beautiful. Ian answered, then opened the big backpack Roger got him, "You, rest, here." ”

Pa Taka cautiously looked at the rucksack, circled around it a few times, and sniffed it again.

Ian was a little nervous, unsure if the would listen to him.

Pa Da didn't seem to have seen the rucksack, reached out and touched it, and reached into the rucksack to dig it out.

Of course, there was nothing in it, except for a jug full of water - it seemed that the pop could not leave the water for too long, to keep it moist.

It took out the kettle, pulled the stopper, sniffed the spout again, and found that it was water, and looked very happy.

Finally, after studying the rucksack thoroughly, it got inside. Ian tightened the mouth of the bag a little to prevent its head from coming out. It's night, but it's okay, but if it's daytime, it will inevitably frighten passers-by.

Ian rested his backpack on the side of a rock and sat down himself. He had taken off his clothes and trousers, and baked them by the fire, and wrapped himself tightly in an oilcloth cloak to ward off the cold of the night. It's the darkest time of the day, and in a little while, the east should gradually light up. Sleepless nights, combined with diving searches and confronting the strange creature Pata, left him exhausted. But at this time, he was alone with Pata, and he didn't dare to sleep for a moment.

He could feel it, hiding in his backpack, and the gaze cast through the gap in the mouth of the bag seemed to be nothing. The breeze blew, the bonfire swayed, and many sparks sprang out of the fire and disappeared into the wind.

I don't know how long it took, someone suddenly woke Ian up. Ian was suddenly shocked: why did he still fall asleep!

When he reached for the sword, he looked up and saw that it was Zach pushing him. Not a spirit, but a living Zach.

"Why did you fall asleep?" Zach asked.

Ian turned his head to look around, still on the hillside outside Crescent Village. Crescent Village has been much quieter, but the lights are still bright. He was leaning against a large rock, and beside him was a huge bulging bag. On the other side is the white star, standing quietly. His sword was there, too, and it was at hand. Everything was exactly the same as it was before he fell asleep.

Ian was stunned.

The fire in front of him was still burning tepidly, and his face was warm. The picked up branches crackled from time to time in the fire, and the sparks flew softly, lifted in the wind, and then quickly disappeared.

The only difference from before he fell asleep was that there were three more people by the fire. It was his brothers and sisters, Zach, Andrew, Flynn.

They are not in the form of spirits, but in the form of living beings, as in a dream. As Flynn was boredly stirring up a fire with a twig, Andrew sat quietly beside her, his hands on his knees, and his head sideways looking at Ian.

Zach was kneeling next to Ian just now, and when he saw that he was awake, he sat back down.

Ian pinched his cheek hard, it hurt.

He still couldn't believe he wasn't in a dream. He is experienced in this kind of sweet dream and nightmare that travels back to the past. But the pain on his face made him feel confused. It's not a dream, what is it?

Zach's voice came clearly through his eardrums: "We're discussing, why are you asleep?" He complained a little dissatisfied, "Come on, who says first?" Andrew?"

"Hmm. Andrew cleared his throat, and his voice was like Andrew's voice in his memory, "Last fight, Ian embarrassed me. ”

"Oh, what's that?" Zach asked with interest, "I'm on the other side of the beast and haven't noticed." ”

"It seems to be fast, but I don't have enough psychic power assigned to me," Andrew said helplessly, "My lethality is very limited, and I ended up being blown away in one fell swoop." ”

"Ah, I've been slapped away too," Zach soothed with a smile, "but it's not Ian who deliberately embarrassed you, it's that his strength is limited - he himself won't be blown away......"

Several people laughed softly and looked at Ian. These companions, who had been so familiar with each other but had since passed away, appeared alive in front of Ian at this time, and he was at a loss.

"Ah, let's not talk about that, I really want to go to our secret base again!" Andrew put his hands on the back of his head and fell backwards to the ground.

"Ian," Flynn asked, turning her head and softly, "do you miss us?"

"You ......" He just opened his mouth unconsciously to answer, but his heart suddenly moved.

He took a deep breath and gathered his spirit, his eyes turning into blue flames beating endlessly.

Really. He strengthened his perception through his psychic powers, probing his surroundings through the fluctuations of his magic rather than his eyes, and spotted anomalies immediately.

Where else are Zach, Andrew, Frynn? It's just some rocks. The fire in front of him has long been extinguished, and when I look up at the sky, the east is already a little white, which is the best proof of the passage of time. Ian angrily drew his sword and stabbed it at his backpack—

"Don't!" a snapping voice sounded inside, "Don't. ”

"Don't try to use your psychic powers to control me!" Ian roared angrily, sword raised.

"Barn," Pa Ta asked cautiously, "Companion, are you upset to see you?"

Ian was stunned.

"Companion?"

"Companions. Snapping open the mouth of the bag that had been quietly untied by it, and looked at Ian with huge eyes, "Companion, let's talk, okay?"

Ian sighed in disdain and put his sword away.

Pa Da only has the IQ of a young child, but its imagination is so powerful. Although it is unknown when and how it managed to sneak a peek into Ian's mental world without being discovered, it manifested such a realistic illusion, not to hurt Ian, let alone the consciousness to mock Ian. It just felt Ian's grief and longing, trying to use its psychic powers to "meet" them.

Is it helping me? Ian couldn't help but wonder.

"I'm sorry," Ian thought he was a little amused, and actually said sorry to a creature that might be a monster, "I ......" he didn't know how to express his complex emotions in very simple words.

"Pain?" asked Snap tentatively.

"Pain. ”

Pa Ta seemed to think for a moment, and then pointed to himself: "Companion, new one." Not painful. ”

Ian smiled faintly. The moment he snapped back into his backpack, Ian seemed to see his expressionless face, as if a trace of emotion had passed through it, and he couldn't tell what it was.

In the time before dawn, Ian didn't fall asleep again. He spent all this time convincing Pata not to poke his head out of his rucksack as they hurried, lest anyone find out.

Crescent Village is too small to have a mercenary guild or a psychic research guild—but Ian doesn't plan to hand it over to them right now. The best outcome would be to be able to bring Pata back to Oasis Town and leave it in Lyra's secret care. But seeing the mysterious psychic power, Ian once again denied his own idea. Although it may not intentionally harm humans, it is powerful, and Leila and her sisters are not able to think and are very dangerous.

Especially when it comes to the perception of spirituality. Ian recalls that when they first met, Pa Ta seemed to be using his psychic powers to discern if they were of the same kind. Rather than being distinguished by appearance, physiological structure, and ethnic lineage, as they do in humans and subhumans. Only those who have spiritual power will be considered by it to be their own kind, and other than that...... Thinking about what happened to the children, Ian hesitated about the arrangement.

After thinking about it, he couldn't find a solution that could convince him, so he had to take Pa Da with him for the time being.

Shirahoshi didn't mind him having an extra bag, and he was still flying on all fours, running east towards the morning glow.

Human towns are alluring to Pata. However, it is not interested in money, beautiful women, or bustling street markets, and is very obsessed with children's clothing. Ian didn't figure out what he was doing with other children's outfits instead of wearing them himself.

"Barn, low. When Ian once again expressed his confusion and doubts, he snapped in response.

"You're low-level. Ian couldn't help but reply.

"Like, psychic. Paddle continued, "Barn's, low-level. ”

It also makes a tall gesture and rests its webbed palm flat on its calf.

"Come on, let's make a gesture!" Ian shouted as Zack's manifestation manifested.

Ever since taking Pata with him, Ian has stopped staying in town for the night, instead camping in the wilderness away from town as much as possible. Although there are many magical beasts in this area, I have not heard of any advanced nocturnal species.

Pa Ta actually imitated Ian's appearance, and also embodied a spirit body. Ian frowned, it was a child-like spirit. But the spirit looked like it was alive. Both the quality of the embodiment and the details of the spirit body far surpass Ian's Zach. It seems that in this opening, Ian lost half of the first.

The child's spirit uses a short spirit stick as a weapon and confronts Zack, who is manifested by Ian. Two spirits swirled around the fire, tentatively.

Ian spawned some imagery.

There was a hazy sound in my ears, as if I was sinking to the bottom of the water. It was dark and I couldn't see anything. Zach preemptively bullied and took advantage of his height advantage to slash down a sword from top to bottom. But the boy didn't dodge, he actually raised the wooden stick and swung it at Zack's sword - when the spirit sword and the stick intersected, Zack dissipated with a bang! The force of the blow was so sudden and so great that Ian's eyes darkened and his heart beat wildly.

The moment Zack's blade made contact with the child's stick, Ian saw something in a clash of mental powers. He felt very comfortable, light and relaxed. His gaze lowered and he saw the webbed sticking in his palm.

Ian breathed heavily, freed from the imagery.

What is that? Is it contemptuous or complacent on the face of the snap, and when does it have an expression?

Ian was stunned, and looked again, and Pa Da had regained his calm appearance.

"Low-level. Snapping repeated, and sat quietly away from the fire. Dryness makes it uncomfortable.