It seems that the order in which the monster seeds hatch is really the same as the order in which Charles absorbed the seeds in the first place.

The first ones that were hatched were absorbed by him, and the ones that were hatched during this time were those that were "packed".

I don't know exactly what the speed of monster hatching in the Book of Roots is based on, but during this time, combined with the time Charles has spent in another world, more than 20 kinds of monsters have appeared on the Book of Roots at the moment.

Not too much, but not too much. There are all kinds of things that fly in the sky, those who swim in the water, and those who run on the ground.

Among them, Charles likes one more - unicorns.

Without him, he can ride.

The smooth body is as white as snow, the four hooves run very regularly, and the eyes are blue and bright. The sharp horn of a spiral upward on the forehead looks very unique.

The sound of horses' hooves and the undulation of the handsome unicorn made the young man stand out.

However, this place belongs to the wilderness 100 kilometers away from the city of Pitta, and no one can see him.

The morning light was already blooming in the sky, and the ground behind was filled with smoke and dust from the horses' hooves, and in the vast wilderness, there were occasional creatures that fleeted away, but they could not keep up with the speed of the horse.

Charles felt that in less than an hour, he would be able to reach his destination.

However, the actual time spent was significantly longer than his normal journey.

Because he needs to act in secrecy.

……

As dusk fell, it was deserted in Ralph's grocery store.

Old Ralph, who sat behind the counter, silently read the newspaper, which he attached great importance to the information about the turmoil in the Turin regime.

As a young man, Ralph was a city sheriff, but now he has returned to his hometown in Pita City to open a half-dead grocery store, living a relatively poor life, but his mind is alive and tight......

The bar next door is full of hustle and bustle, and there is no sound insulation at all between the walls.

Without thinking about it, there must have been a gambling fight inside.

Old Ralph was very tired of this, but he couldn't help but think that his grocery store had some customers because of this bar.

Of course, the main thing is that the guy who opened the bar is not a reasonable presence in Pita City.

"When will Durin be as good as Chauvin's security?"

Muttering, the old man was a little distracted, so much so that out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw outside the door across the street, a guy in a beret was under the street lamp, sneaking around the wall and not knowing what to do.

As a young man, Ralph had always had some nosy habits, but now he doesn't have those ideas.

After a few glances, he ignored it, and looked at the newspaper in his hand again boredly.

Compared with these trivial things, he cares more about the national affairs of his motherland.

It was only when he felt a little dry and raised his eyes that he decided to relax for a while, but the man disappeared, and a strange graffiti came into view.

The graffiti is located on the opposite wall, and it looks like a three-year-old child casually scribbling on the gray wall with charcoal, the lines are chaotic, and it seems to be composed of some special patterns, but at first glance, it seems that it is not a big deal.

However, when old Ralph retracted his gaze, he felt very bored inexplicably.

The annoyance was not because of the graffiti, but because of the noise next door.

He was able to ignore the usual sounds, but at this moment, for some reason, the more Ralph listened, the more irritable he became, and finally gritted his teeth, suddenly slammed the newspaper in his hand on the counter, and then carried his cane, and angrily went out to the next bar.

Soon after, the noise turned into screaming.

……

Strange graffiti can be found all over Pita City, not only on Beacon Street where the old Ralph is located, but also on Wilson Street, Louvre Street, Mayne Street, and even on the other side of the city in just an hour.

At first, no one cared about the graffiti, which looked messy under the light of kerosene street lamps. It's just that as more and more people see it, the mad riots grow stronger.

Eventually, the riots even spread to all corners of the city!

The chaos was very conspicuous, and in the middle of the night, the police scolded and went out of the police, but soon after, they also followed in the footsteps of "rage".

The small seaside city, which has always been peaceful, is now in a disorderly chaos because of the graffiti.

As the only transcendent organization in the area, the Church of Thorns reacted quickly, and a white-clad deacon rushed to the various locations of the incident, and at the same time discovered the source of all this—it was the taunting mark that a psychic second-level could cast.

An unruly necromancer has appeared in Pita City!

The new bishop of Pita City reacted quickly and ordered the Church masters to search the city with strange objects aimed at necromancers.

However, at the same time as he sent the masters out, he did not expect that the initiator of all this had already infiltrated the living area behind the church.

……

Due to the need to be careful in the second half of the journey, Charles arrived in Pita City around noon, but when he arrived, he did not act immediately, but began to observe in secret.

Observe the strength of the Pita Church, observe the distribution of roads around the church, and observe the location of Anne, until everything feels almost the same, and then officially start to act-

He was going to place Anne in another world, so that he would have no worries in the main world.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that there happened to be a large group of windfalls yesterday, and he learned about Anne in a fairly smooth way, Charles would not have made this decision.

It's just that since the conditions have been met, what do you need to hesitate about? If it had been until Woodleigh had arrived or the rest of the mysterious organization had appeared, it might have been too late.

……

In the pitch darkness, the sound of urban chaos is heard one after another.

Charles did not run into the bright church, but sneaked into a residential area behind the church.

Though it was a presence he looked up to a few months ago, at the moment, Charles didn't think anyone else could stop him.

Just to be cautious, he still seemed cautious.

Behind the church is a fenced two- and three-story residential area. Over the wall, a black figure quietly walked through the area, relying on the Eye of Fate to avoid alarm magic and traps, and weave through the gaps between the houses.

Eventually, he used his fate replay ability to find Annie.

It was somewhere on the first floor of a small three-story building.

The girl was asleep, her bed in the corner of the room.

A little angel the size of a thumb still fluttered on her smooth forehead, her eyes also closed, and her wings shone with a grainy white glow that illuminated the girl's delicate face and the silver hair that was scattered on the pillow.

There are also beds around and many of their peers on them.

It's been a long time, and it looks like she's pretty good.

Charles, who was looking out the window sideways, was slightly relieved, but he didn't immediately enter it. Instead, he landed lightly and walked in the other direction.

Nothing could stop him here, but Charles wouldn't be careless enough to expose his target directly, otherwise someone would inevitably think of something.

Before taking the girl away, he decided to cover it up, or rather, to make a mistake.

And the target he was targeting was someone in the letter Anne had written not long ago.