"I've read the Griffin's Travels, but I haven't found anything, either he didn't record everything he saw, or the church deliberately hid it, and don't forget, the original is kept at the headquarters of the Church of Light, and I stole the printed version. ”

Sost said as he examined the bones.

"When you stole books, that's actually what you did here, right?"

"Definitely. Sost shrugged, "Bishop Griffin is a firm believer in the existence of the original Creator and believes that the source of everything in the world is the One True God, so he is equally obsessed with magic. ”

"I even suspect that his purpose was not to travel at all, but to come to the Southern Continent in search of traces of magic. ”

Ferrante nodded: "If what the animal skin scroll says is true, then this white bone is the original guide of Bishop Griffin, but he was unlucky and did not escape." ”

“...... No, maybe it's not his bad luck......"

Sost stopped what he was doing, turned sideways and pointed at the bones to look at the two.

"What is this?" Cassia had a bad feeling.

"Knife marks, marks of sharp daggers. Soster gestured, "Split vertically, like eating roasted whole lamb." ”

The air froze instantly, and the only sound of torches burning in the quiet forest was somehow who swallowed and broke the silence for a long time.

"This is crazy!" exclaimed Yafanka, who had just reacted.

"It's normal, people who are desperately hungry are no different from animals. Cassia took a deep breath.

"It's normal, I've seen it in the slums ......of Sears," Ferrante sighed.

"Not only that, but he also has vine strangulation marks on his body, apparently his thigh bone has been strangled, and he has also been preyed upon by plants here. ”

Sost got up and clapped his hands, and continued, "Guys, we have something to do tomorrow, and maybe we can find something not far away from the temporary residence of Bishop Griffin. ”

......

......

The feeling of oppression still hangs over everyone's minds, and even though Sost ended last night's oozing speculation in a joking way, the environment is still breathless.

The awakened Yafanka was reluctant to return to the book and took on the task of finding the way for the team, which saved them a lot of trouble.

At least when the stinger-laden vines waved, it wasn't the bodies of the three that were touched, but the souls that Avanika couldn't choose.

Continuing from the campsite, Sost decided to take a ten-mile radius and, if he did not find Bishop Griffin's temporary residence, to go back and change directions.

It sounds like a waste of time, but it's a last resort for safety.

"Gross!"

Suddenly, as he was on the horse, Ferrante threw up convulsively, and the food of the previous night mixed with gastric juice spilled all over the ground.

The team stopped, and Sost rushed over with an inexplicable headache and fed Ferrante what little water was left.

"How's it going, are you better? Cassia How's it going?"

"It was a bit uncomfortable, but it was ok. ”

Cassia had become more and more reluctant since he entered the outer zone, for he felt more and more uneasy in his heart, and always felt that there seemed to be some greater danger hidden here.

The other two slowly began to feel unwell physically, and Sost was used to sleeping in the open, and it was not easy for a nobleman in Ferrante to survive until this time.

"There is a problem with the environment here, if we don't find it tomorrow, we will go back the way we came and leave here the day after tomorrow. ”

"It's okay, it's just that I feel a little sick to my stomach when I think of the white bones from last night. ”

Ferrante sat up straight and wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth, which was difficult before the blood was terrible.

Maybe even Ferrante himself didn't notice that after the night in Evos City, his mentality had quietly changed, at least he didn't feel much guilt about his first murder that night, it seems...... Very used to it.

The team continued on again, changing directions five or six times from early morning to late afternoon, and just as they were about to return, Yafanka, who was exploring the path in the distance, floated back.

"There's a little waterfall in front of you, and there's a simple wooden house!"

When the team escaped the dangerous plant predators and arrived at the wooden house that Yafanka had found, everyone felt much more at ease.

This means that they don't have to live in the woods anymore, and although there are no mosquitoes, no one likes to sleep in the open.

It was a small clearing, surrounded by a plank-enclosed fence, and it was clear that Bishop Griffin had lived here for a short time.

"Wait!

Sost waved his hand and pointed to a carriage in the corner of the courtyard.

Yafanka swooped back to the book, but Ferrante, who was on the side, said, "This carriage ...... Doesn't that sound familiar?"

......

"I've brought jerky, but there's not much water, so make do with it, it's better than your bread." ”

Avenie looked at the three of them helplessly, she didn't expect to meet them here.

"So you're adventurers?"

"Yes, great adventurer!" said Sost, descending the donkey.

"Then I advise you not to go any further inside, and after a little while, you will be close to the inner area. ”

"What about you?" Cassia asked suddenly.

"Keep going, of course, I'm going to be the first to find out the secrets of the inner district!"

“......”

“......”

“......”

Late at night, three figures gathered outside the small courtyard, whispering.

"Nothing was found, nothing was found here. ”

"What should I do? Go back or keep walking, and then go to the inner area. ”

"That's a lot of asking, Ferrante, I can see in your eyes. ”

Thorst and Ferrante teased each other, but Cassia didn't speak, he had a hunch that something seemed to be waiting for him in front of him.

The next day, the two teams joined together and continued towards the inner section, and Avakar reluctantly returned to the book again, but with Evernie there, Thorst felt that she should not be exposed.

The danger in the forest was still lurking, and on the third day of the restart, Ferrante received a traumatic wound on his arm, but fortunately it was not poisonous, and it did not affect anything after a simple bandage.

On the fifth day, Evernie had a high fever, and the dwarves rarely got sick, so the situation was a little serious, but she insisted on going.

And although Sost didn't happen, he could feel that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't find a reason, and he was unreasonably weak.

Until the eighth day, if there was anyone who was more normal, it was Cassia alone, except for the kicking and restlessness in his heart, he did not have the slightest discomfort physically.

At noon on this day, the team found a clearing to rest, and along the way, except for trees and trees, there were no traces of any creatures, and there was no shadow of ruins.

"We're already on the edge of the inner zone, and if we go any further, the danger will get even greater. ”

Next to the carriage, several people were discussing countermeasures, but a sound broke the silence and caused everyone to get up.

Cassia ran out from behind the clutter of rocks and panted and said, "Maybe you should come over and take a look, there's trouble." ”

But when everyone passed through a forest barrier, everyone held their breath.

In the forest just ahead, countless pairs of red eyes were staring at the crowd, most of them beasts, but their organs were displaced, their limbs twisted, so strange that they could not be explained, and there were things like people, but crawling on all fours, covered in bare.

All the creatures stared at them as if they were staring at a delicious lunch.

What is surprisingly strange is that these terrifying creatures have no intention of moving, as if there is a line on the ground that imprisons them in another world.

Swallowing, Sost spoke, "I think we've found the true boundaries of the inner zone, and why no one came out of it alive. ”

Ferrante and Evernie on the side were speechless, but Cassia suddenly frowned.

Because of the monocle in the pocket, suddenly piping hot.