"Good boy, you can really do that last one." Frank stood up and walked towards the door where Bode had entered. "But...... The battle three days later was not such a petty fight. ”

Vere didn't move, but sat there and nodded to Frank.

"Humph!" Seeing that Wille was unresponsive, Frank touched his head, turned and walked in, closing the door.

"Alright, now that they're gone, let's leave too." Ver turned his head to look at Elletair. "What, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Elletair looked at Will, her brow furrowing slightly.

"Nothing." Eletair pushed the table and stood up on her own. "Ready...... But...... Well, it's nothing. See you three days later. ”

As he spoke, Elletair strode into the wooden door beside him, and the light and shadow on the door flashed, and with a single opening and closing, Elletaire's figure disappeared.

Ver looked at the empty hall, then at the pile of bone shelves scattered around the stone pillars, and shook his head.

"It always felt like something wasn't right...... Is it because these people are ...... each other? Well, don't trust? Weir cupped his chin and thought quietly. It always feels weird. ”

"Forget it, I don't want to." Wiel yawned, and it was late at night, and the battle was beginning to end. "However, it's a bit tiring to always keep the premise that I'm a mage......." Vere thought for a moment.

Wille himself looked at his surroundings, in fact, the world was very similar to the original Middle Ages, but it was obviously much poorer and barren than the Middle Ages on Earth...... Not on the environment, but on people's thoughts, as above.

It's like when Wille sees people planting farms, there is no dense planting, no regular irrigation, and no co-ordinated farmland area.

Everyone is the kind of person who grows and raises casually...... Maybe it's because the plants here are relatively long, and people don't have much interest in planting, breeding, and other production, as well as the development of new things.

If...... Weier just thought about it, what if he really couldn't go back? Is there really no way to do it?

Can I only spend my life in this world?

In fact, if you think about your own famine system, the most useful thing is to create a territory of your own, or a home, or even ...... Country?

Vere only thought about it for a moment...... But there is no way to contain his thoughts.

Lying quietly on the table, Weir thought to himself.

If he had resigned himself to building his own home on Wolanshan Island, he should be able to ...... by now Wrong.

Wille shook his head, without so many tribulations, without the improvement of his magic power, it was completely impossible for him to establish a home on the island of Wolan Mountain.

And what about the three isolated islands?

At that time, I was already able to build a safe hut for myself to shelter from the wind and rain in half a day......

But there was no one there...... Do you want to be like Hiero at that time, trapped on the island for the rest of her life?

Werr again denied his own idea.

To build a home of your own? Does the idea make sense? Weir shook his head, completely meaningless.

The biggest point is that because I have no ambition, no desire to indulge, and not to mention, there is nothing worth building a home, a fortress, and a country...... Even ...... yourself

Will thought quietly...... Even he is a wanderer in this world.

His arrival seemed meaningless to Weir himself, but Boreth recognized the inexplicable prophecy stone rune in his hand...... But to Vere, the rune was an indicator of his famine system.

Originally, Boris thought that the world of the Star Spirit had disappeared, but now in Weir's opinion, they have not disappeared, and they are alive and well, and they still want to secretly carry out revolution, reaction, and want to gain more freedom in life.

So what is the meaning of coming into this world by yourself?

When people have no purpose, they are in great pain.

But when the goal is meaningless...... Maybe it's even more painful.

Vere could live well on his famine system, at least, for now, as long as Vere brought what Boreth had there. No matter what kind of place it is, what kind of desert island, what kind of wasteland.

Wille believes that he can live a good life...... But what's the point?

Every day, he watched his high-end farm, harvested batches of food from it, and then dug a cellar and made a few refrigerators himself. Make a few clothes in the winter and a few pergolas in the summer.

If you are sick, you can also make that 'antivenom', which Veel now calls a panacea, to solve your own pain.

Except to die of boredom, Vere couldn't think of any way to put his life in danger.

It's like an ordinary person living here, and it's a twilight break.

There are no monsters that will attack themselves in the dark, and there are endless monsters that will appear in a few days.

There is no danger that you have to fight to block your path, because if you do that, you will not move forward.

Busy every day between cooking pots, meat racks, farms and boxes?

Weir shook his head, no, such a self, Weier himself can't accept it, there is no goal, there is no meaning, he can only wait until the day of death, Weier does not want to spend a day.

He now has nothing but strangeness and hatred for the world, perhaps with a little affection for Boreth and Pease.

He originally had a happy life, a harmonious family, and warm friends.

But one day, he let the world deprive him of everything.

And the world seemed to have forgotten him, so he was silent in this world.

Where is Wiel in the mood to build a home?

His homeland, on earth!

His homeland, next to his loved ones!

His homeland, not here!

Wiel buried his head deeply, and he suddenly felt very tired, so tired that he could hardly breathe, and he could not contain his loneliness.

But not without hope...... Boreth can lead himself to find ancient legends, find mysterious ruins, find unknown secrets, and find a way to return home!

And now, although she is separated from Bo Ruisi, she can still get some news about her...... Pirates, pirates near Birch Harbor, huge magic fluctuations, pirates on alert...... If it was Boris, she would have been able to do that.

At this moment, Ver suddenly didn't want to wait until three days later, but wanted to sneak into the church and find out all the people, or...... Just kill them, and then let Bo them go directly to find them for themselves?

If people like Frank can be called elite, and listen to their meaning, the knight chief who stopped himself from saving people in the fire should be one of the best fighters in the church...... With his current ability, if he let go of his hands and feet and did not care about casualties...... It's completely possible to kill the people in the church ...... by yourself.

Will's eyes suddenly lit up. "That's right...... How did I not think of it...... Such an easy way ......"

It seems that the continuous exhaustion after overusing the magic has made him lose the ability to judge and his free divergent thinking.

Why are you waiting? Go straight to ...... Isn't it good?