...... yes, why do I know so clearly?

Shi Kodi was stunned for a moment.

She tried to control her emotions, but the surprise unconsciously revealed from her facial expression.

There was something about the fog demon, and she didn't know more than anyone else. But just now, she was telling the information about this hidden race very smoothly, as if everything was hidden in some corner of her mind-

What's going on?

Silky had to be vigilant.

Wizards are aware of an anomaly in their bodies that they have not noticed in the past, which is undoubtedly the most dangerous sign:

They are originally mysterious envoys, and if they are unknowingly tricked, it can only mean that there is a malicious intent hidden in them whose mana is far higher than their own......

Could it be some kind of invasion of psychic magic?

"What's wrong? Miss Miller. ”

“...... No, nothing happens. ”

The silver-haired witch took a deep breath and shook her head slowly.

"I just got distracted. Sorry, Mr. Ricardo, have I done anything strange? ”

“...... No. It's just that when you touch that text, it's as if you're a different person. Did you notice something? ”

Hearing his answer, something suddenly occurred to Poeti.

Lately, ever since that duel with the wizards of the Grimm School, she had been plagued by deep dreams, often dreaming of tragic memories of her childhood—a depressing experience, of course; But beyond that, something else was "flowing" into her brain.

Silky panicked at first, but she soon discovered that it was not a pollutant that was harmful to consciousness or spirit, but ...... "knowledge."

Of course, knowledge is not necessarily beneficial, just as the medicine originally used to cure diseases can be transformed from a life-saving medicine to a killing arsenic once the dosage exceeds the standard.

However, when there is no way to find the root cause of this "flow" and no way to prevent it from happening, she can only choose to relax and try to treat it with a calm attitude.

The girl had no way to communicate with anyone about it. In the Tower, the only person Silky trusted was Villeret, but the girl was apparently unable to help herself, and for a time she was even in a situation where she could not protect herself.

And the one who might be able to answer this question, her teacher, Longman Hall, whom Poeti did not trust at all; She had never even considered the possibility, and Sycody would never be honest with this person.

Poetic can only be judged based on her own knowledge and experience. She concluded:

It's a kind of manifestation of prophetic power.

She chose to attribute the anomaly to her witch bloodline.

This is not speculation, as the contents of the dreams often later prove to be related to her future experiences.

Moreover, Skodi had heard of the existence of "prophetic dreams", which was originally one of the most important methods of divination in the occult tradition, but the requirements for talent were extremely high, so it was extremely rare for wizards to master this ability......

"Let's go."

Shi Kodi froze and said to the young man beside her.

"It's already five hundred meters away from the camp, so just set up a few magic catalysts here. If a creature gets close, it will immediately receive a signal here......"

The other party looked at her with a strange look before speaking slowly.

"Of course, you have the final say, Miss Miller. You are the one who leads everyone. ”

......

After Ricardo left, Poetry's gaze fell once again on the ancient imperial writing on the wall, and after a moment's hesitation, the witch stroked her hand again.

...... No.

Nothing happened.

That feeling has disappeared without a trace.

*

"How's it going?"

When he returned to camp, he was greeted by Villeret. She glanced at her friend not far away suspiciously, and always felt that the other party was a little absent-minded.

The teacher had the same unpredictable smile as before......

Villette looked at the young man's face and felt nervous for no apparent reason.

Even though she knew that she shouldn't judge a wizard by his appearance—especially a legendary wizard—the mood would be different from facing a masked man.

"Mr. Ricardo, if you have any needs, please feel free to let me know."

The teacher said before that he would follow the big army. But of course, his purpose can't be the same as everyone else, to hunt the fog demon in the wilderness; In other words, there should be times when he needs to act alone, and that's when he needs her to create opportunities.

In the following period, the meditation of the people in the spring hunting team, the rest of the rest, looked like a good opportunity.

Richard knew what the student meant, but he shook his head slightly.

Whether there is a chance or not, it is not up to me to decide, it depends on whether or not I can get accurate information from Cummins.

He sighed slightly.

Richard understood that the Holy See's troops were heading this way, but where exactly this group was at the moment, and when they would crash into the Tower team, was another matter; Perhaps the two will pass by: the Holy See's goal is neither itself nor the Magic Tower.

Richard had arranged for the Enchanted Lord to patrol the vicinity, and the obelisk hovering next to the tower was enough to sustain it in the entire area of Silent Ridge.

It would probably be more convenient to wander alone in the wilderness, as Rasputin had done in the past, to look for traces of the papal ranks.

The reason why Richard wanted to change his identity and personally participate in the spring hunt was more to protect his students in the imminent conflict.

If something happens to Wellett, it will be an irreparable loss: whether it is emotional or profit, she is already her indispensable subordinate.

"That's right."

Villette subconsciously glanced at Shi Kodi, who was not far away, and whispered again.

"One more thing, Mr. Ricardo. According to the rules, the tent is for two people, if you don't have other arrangements, I will apply again......"

Her expression looked a little embarrassed.

"Didn't Lord Rasputin want you to protect me?"

Richard interrupted the girl.

"Yes, it's the teacher's order."

"That would be better in a tent, wouldn't it?"

“…… Of course, you're right. ”

"Let's be together, then."

“...... Good. ”

Willett quickly nodded in agreement.

She would never refuse his orders, and this time was no exception.

*

Of course, nothing happened, after all, both of them slept in their clothes, and they didn't say a word.

……

In the middle of the night, Richard opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was a black-haired girl floating in the tent, looking down on her calmly.

- "From the Holy See team, there's news. ”