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Sylward opened his eyes, and all that appeared was darkness.

She blinked, and a circle of runes appeared in her beautiful eyes, and the world in front of her became clear.

A sense of emptiness arose.

Then, Sylward looked to his side, and sure enough, Fira, who was supposed to be sleeping next to him, was completely gone.

"Fira?"

Sylward called out Fira's name in confusion, then sat up, looking around a little unconsciously.

However, the world in front of him is completely devoid of his own isotope, where did that guy go?

Could it be that he is going to do something again?

But didn't he just decide to take a good day off yesterday?

Silkward's face was full of doubt, and she remembered very well that before going to sleep, the guy had decided to rest and go on some big things.

And now.......

The guy is gone.

Sylward calmed down, and the perception of contact from her co-existence allowed her to quickly find the other person's location.

The distance is not too far, and ......

That guy seems excited?

Sure enough, that guy went to make trouble again, the body of his teenage years, was it so messy?

And, it seems like a good thing?

If it's a good thing, the other party will never call him to go with him.

"What is it?"

Silkward's spirit gradually woke up, because of the dragon genes in her body, every sleep, no matter how long or short, would make her fall into a deeper sleep in order to grow faster.

It's the same even if it's less than five hours.

Although the personalities are different, as a creature of the same ontology, Silkward also has a subconscious mind that subconsciously moves towards nearby isotopes.

After seeing that Fira was not by her side, the inexplicable sense of emptiness still made her make a decision.

Although she would be able to know what was going on when the other party returned, after thinking about it for a moment, Sylward decided to see what the other party was doing.

"I'm going to complain to the ontology......."

After muttering a few words, Sylward stepped out of the resting place and out of the abandoned sentry gate that had been used as a temporary resting place.

The whole sentry was not quiet, and those mercenaries who usually had the habit of restraining and snoring also spent a peaceful night, snoring constantly.

Outside, in the middle of the night, in the dark ruins of the city, there was no sound, but Silkward didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

She looked left and right, then straightened her cuffs, then closed her eyes and took a light breath.

Soon, Sylward opened his eyes again, and the pair of beautiful eyes looked at the tallest tower nearby.

....... On top of the tower?

Silkward's figure flashed, and he was in front of the tower.

The distance of three or four hundred meters was just a moment for her.

A cold wind blew, and the tower's dilapidated and rotten wooden doors creaked.

"What are you doing?"

Sylward sensed the other man's location, and Fira was now using magic to hide in a hidden corner in the tower.

Sensing the other party's state, she also subconsciously quietly walked into the ruin-like tower, and walked up the stairs in the tower with the sparse weeds.

It didn't take long for the deep night sky to appear in front of her eyes.

And with that, the cold wind.

However, for Silkward, this had no effect, and her strong resistance made her unconcerned about the slightest change in temperature.

However, it also sobered up Sylward, and she poked her head out, looked left and right, and then walked in the direction where Fila was hiding, ready to call out the other's name.

"Uh......h Woo........"

And at this moment, a faint voice came along the wind, and when he heard this voice, Silkward instinctively froze for a moment.

Although the voice was not very clear, and it became more indistinct because of the wind, this inexplicably familiar feeling made her realize something.

"Come here."

A voice came from my heart.

Then, a strong arm came around her from behind, covering her mouth, and then pulled it back with force.

Although with her strength, even if there is a legendary-level warrior behind her, she can crush his arm into powder and then smash the opponent into meat sauce with her fists, but the incomparably deep connection makes her understand the identity of the other party.

She obediently kept her mouth shut and did not shout, and then Sylward stepped back with the strength of the other, and the two of them leaned against the wall.

Almost imperceptible, but incomparably thick magic, was enveloping the two of them.

"What are you doing?" Sylward asked, she hadn't yet sensed the other man's thoughts.

"Ahem...... It's just a record of the nightlife of demons and humans. Although she didn't see the face, she could also imagine how shameless the other party's expression was at this time.

However, some of the images that came from the other party's mind next made the corners of Silkward's mouth twitch.

Then, the pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Fira.

The other party nodded in confirmation.

"I actually came to peep, it's really yours." Sylward said, and then she cautiously poked her head out and looked over to a certain location in the tower.

Then, Silkward's eyes widened.

I saw that in a corner at the top of the tower, there were two figures, one was Evra, and the other was Emma.

Of course, if that's all there is to it, then it's not a strange thing, these two usually act together, sticking together all day long.

But what they are doing now is not something that can be described as "ordinary".

“…… No...... Avera ....... I ......."

The two graceful figures were entangled, and by the way, the body was slippery, and Avra clung to Emma's body, turning her head, and the two kissed and intertwined with each other unusually sweetly.

.......

(In today's world, river crabs are prevalent, so I won't describe them in detail.) ）

"It's a beautiful view." Fila let out a sigh of emotion.

"......." Silkward didn't speak, but her emotions could be understood from the undisguised disdain.

"It's time to go."

"Eh, eh! I haven't finished reading it yet!? ”

"Shut up."

"Let's discuss! Eh......."

.......

When Emma opened her eyes again, she was greeted by bright sunlight.

She blinked, still a little sleepy.

However, when the world in front of her became clear, she found that the Lord Silkward was looking at her with strange eyes.

"Lord Silkward? Y-What's the matter with you? ”

Emma asked cautiously, although the silk in front of her was extremely beautiful and looked even younger than her, but she had not forgotten the identity of the other party's legendary powerhouse.

"Be temperate, girl." Under Emma's cautious attitude, the other party just said something that she didn't understand, and then turned away.

"To ...... Section...... What does ....... mean," Emma repeated? ”

Looking at the other party's slender and inexplicable back, Emma didn't dare to ask the doubts in her heart, and got up with a stomach full of doubts.

Emma !! What are you doing! You slept too late! It's time to go! ”

A vibrant voice rang out from outside, and then a light figure rushed in from outside.

"Avra?"

Seeing this familiar face, the girl's sleepiness was suddenly swept away, and her body was full of wonderful vitality, and she hurriedly jumped up and walked towards the other party.

After the two of them played around like friends and "very usually", the girl pulled Aifu aside in front of her:

"What's wrong? Emma? Could it be? ”

Seeing the opening and closing of Avela's palms and the evil smile on the corner of her mouth, Emma's face turned red, and then she ignored the other party's teasing and asked, "Don't make trouble....... Avela...... We ...... last night Have you been discovered? ”

"Discovered? When I came back, everyone was sleeping comfortably, and no one would notice it, right? What's wrong? ”

In the face of Evra's incredibly sure words, Emma couldn't help but believe the other party for a while, but, what did Lord Sylward mean, didn't she mean this? What does that mean? The girl told Afra what had just happened:

"Ah, no, it's Lord Silkwall......."

"Did you find it or didn't you find it?" Avra frowned as well, but then she smiled, "Forget it, it's okay if you find out!" ”

"It's really ......" the girl muttered as she looked at the other person's appearance and puffed out her cheeks.

"Hahaha, alright, it's time for us to go out, Emma, go wash up, and get ready to go, everyone is almost awake."

The girl didn't notice it, and when Avra turned her head, there was a faint green glint in her eyes.

.......

After a well-rested night, all but a few people were almost completely restored, and after checking their equipment, the people of the vine mercenary group began to march again, walking along the road in the direction of the temple they didn't know about.

Along the way, everyone was also very relaxed, after all, when they entered here, they had never encountered monsters again, and there were no demons, let alone any black-armored knights who suddenly jumped out.

The fact that the Dark Rite did not send someone over again already showed that the other party did not stop and wait for them.

The fact that the other party didn't come specifically for them also made these mercenaries breathe a sigh of relief, even if there were two legendary powerhouses in the team, they no longer wanted to meet each other.

Everything is normal.

But to say that everything is working is also not quite right.

Because, as soon as they crossed a street, the temperature dropped suddenly.

"What the hell, how did it get so cold?"

Clary cursed as he walked at the front of the line, the dagger in his hand was enough to prove his alertness.

A few of the other mercenaries were breathing hot air on their palms, warming their hands with this brief warmth, but they didn't forget to look around.

It's no wonder they're so alert, it's only been one night, and the temperature in the whole area has dropped, and you know something is wrong if you think about it on your knees.

Although it is said that in autumn, the temperature begins to drop, and it is inevitable that the apocalypse will turn cold, but at the moment, in this secret realm, no one with a little experience will let go of any suspicious places.

And now it's only early autumn, not just about to enter winter, and they also have to wonder if there is any problem with the temperature.

If it weren't for the fact that the trees and weeds next to them were still a little green, I'm afraid they would be more vigilant.

Looks like there's some trouble coming to the door......

Or...... Is it passing by?

Fila walked with Silkward in a relaxed manner, of course he knew that something was wrong with the unusual cold, and he could even determine what the sudden drop in temperature meant.

The priest is not a mage, and Avra probably can't feel it.

For Fila, however, the changes around her are remarkable.

This is not an abnormal temperature change, and it is absolutely inseparable from the necromantic aura that gradually permeates the surroundings.

Mixed with the magic of necromancy, this is often the case.

However, the surrounding necromantic aura is not very strong.

Of course, it's just that it's not very strong in comparison, and the necromantic aura around here is a stepped concentration.

The concentration here, although not low, is definitely not high.

In other words, not long ago, some high-level necromancer who completely did not control the leakage of his own power passed through this area.

Of course, he didn't know what the other party was, and he didn't know where they would meet.

Judging from the current situation, there will be no head-on encounter in the near future.

Of course, there are no absolutes, maybe when the other party smokes and floats back in a daze, they may collide with them.

With the madness of most necromancers, this is not possible, but if it does, it will definitely lead to a big conflict.

And now, I don't know if it's the bad luck of the necromancers, or the luck of these mercenaries.

"What do you think?"

"Me?"

Sylward thought for a moment, but didn't reply.

Phila sighed.

He knew Sylward's personality better than anyone else, and it became weird after she returned from her mission and was strengthened by Lila's girl.

In the humanoid state, it is a chronic person to say that it sounds good, and if it is not good, it is slow and leisurely, and it is the same for being in a daze from time to time.

However, when it comes to restoring the dragon man, it's a completely different story.

In that state, her aesthetics can be called:

Aesthetics of violence. (To be continued.) )