The giant spider carries the weak Butos to the Northwest.

And on the way to and fro, Butos had to pass through the valley forest again......

When Butos returned to the forest, a melancholy grew like spring rain, and there was no reason why he should not be sad, and there was no reason not to be sad about what he had lost, and likewise, he was sad about what he had gained.

"Is this your home?" asked Butos softly, though the voice was very small, but the giant spider could still comprehend it with its excellent sense.

"No...... I didn't come from here......" The giant spider's voice was still low and hoarse, but fortunately it stopped speaking the abyssal language that terrified Butos: "But I live in the forest......"

"The ...... of the Forest," thought Butos the Elder, who had said that there were many inhabitants of the forest, rangers or druids, natural beasts and orcs...... Of course, elves and gnomes need not to be mentioned, their survival depends on the forest.

Butos had always wondered if the giant spider was a druid or a natural orc, as both could switch between humans and beasts......

Butos thought, making a simple judgment as the giant spider sped through the forest.

"Hmm...... Are you a druid?" asked Butos, though in his mind he was more inclined to the idea that the giant spider was a natural orc.

However, the giant spider's answer surprised Butos.

"What the Messenger said is true...... I was a human druid......"

Butos' eyes widened, he didn't know much about the druids. And the old Butos's explanation of the druids is only: mystery, mystery within mystery.

"Human Druid......" Butos could hardly suppress his curiosity, after all, a child's curiosity trumped everything: "Then how do you manage to switch bodies so casually, and if I want to be like you, do I need to prepare something?"

Butos' innocent words caused the giant spider's body to tremble slightly.

"Whatever the messenger is...... You have no way of knowing my pain......" The giant spider's tone fluctuated slightly, "My duty was to guard the forest...... But then, my soul was branded......"

Butos's eyebrows furrowed. Not only did he remember the Holy Light Soul Imprint that the Knights Guild President had said on the execution table......

This should be a great pain, a pain that cannot be dissolved......

"My homeland...... My family...... and all the pursuits of my life...... It's all gone......"

"Family...... ......"When Butos heard these two things that his heart also desperately longed for, the crystal began to flood in Butos's eyes......

"Your wife must be beautiful, and your children must be healthy...... Butos said melancholy. Although this is by no means comforting, and even a little ironic, it comes from the mouth of a child, and this is what he wants to express, and this is all he can express.

"My wife has nothing to do with beauty...... But I love her dearly...... Even if she doesn't survive for long......" The giant spider's words reverted to being low and hoarse: "I have a son...... He was incredibly strong...... He has a very high talent for animal magic...... However...... I can't feel his breath......"

"He's still alive?" (Truth be told, little Butos has no ill will, but he's also anything but a comforter, and we can only be glad that the giant spider is submissive to him for the time being.) ）

"Perhaps...... I felt his breath...... But soon it was impossible to perceive it...... He bleeds the blood of a druid...... With my blood flowing...... The breath is different from ordinary people......"

"Will the aura of a druid be special?" Butos suddenly thought of Turg in the Knights, Butos didn't know if he was a druid or not, but every time Butos passed by him anyway, Butos would smell a strange smell: "Alas...... Probably Knight Turg was also a druid......"

Once again, Butos was immersed in grief.

However...... The giant spider's body began to tremble, trembling like never before.

"Turg...... Turk ...... Emissary...... Please tell me his last name......" The giant spider's voice became extremely high and tearing.

Butos was really taken aback by the giant spider: "Also, maybe it's Dugusi...... Or is it Alodle...... I always confuse his surname with that of the knight of Bashirug......"

"Eltold...... Eltold......"

The giant spider jerked to a halt.

"Ah, yes, that's right...... Turg Eltold, this should be it!" Butos replied nervously. At this point, Butos's body swayed on the giant spider's body.

"Where is he!, he was with the blonde knight...... Really!"

"Don't, don't get excited! Big spider! I'm about to fall!"

Butos was violently suspended in mid-air by the giant spider.

"I have a name!" Eltold...... I'm Eltold! My son...... Turg Eltodd ...... Where is he!Where is he!" The giant spider shook Butos frantically.

Just when Butos was powerless and in extreme danger, the "Tears of the Shark" once again bloomed.

A dark purple glow suddenly brightened in Butos's pocket.

The giant spider seems to have received orders and reprimands.

The giant spider quickly placed Butos on the ground and apologized in a defensive and respectful gesture: "No...... Priest...... I have no intention of harming the messenger...... Eltodd asks for your forgiveness ......"

The "Tears of the Shark" gradually faded into its brilliance. Butos looked at the giant spider, Eltod, with a very sympathetic gaze.

In a very urgent, very sad tone, Eltord pleaded with Butos: "Messenger...... Allow me to look for him...... My son Turg ......"

Butos understood the feeling, and this emotion was no different from the way he was going to find old Butos.

"Of course I don't mind...... But ......"

However, the extremely rough abyssal language burst out from the "Tears of the Shark" and interrupted Butos's words.

“Gutash Kuxi！”

Eltold's eyes suddenly became extremely fearful and respectful: "Dixoss Ardulu Buerass......"

The brilliance of the "Tears of the Shark" began to become more irritable: "Mosha Ruerli Poxisikale Dulixix!Wumos Posalopiu!"

Eltold's gaze began to dim, and eventually, the brilliance of the "Tears of the Shark" gradually faded......

In desperation, Eltodd put Butos back on his back and prepared to continue on his way northwest.

"Eltord ......" Butos couldn't understand what Eltodd had just said, he could only feel great fear, but Butos still sympathized with Eltord's tragic life.

"The priest told me...... Turg's life is gone...... Wanted messengers have been launched in the southeast...... I must deliver the messenger to the Northwest ......" Eltord's eyes quietly dripped a very precious thing—spider tears, but no one cared about their value here, and the black-purple tears fell silently on the dead grass, soaked into the soil, and finally emitted a faint black smoke......

Butos's tears also fell.

Butos's fate played tricks on him.

Such a young child is not tolerated by everything in the southeast......

Old Butos's expectations have come to naught......