Nikkor couldn't help but smile wryly, his silly sister was afraid that she liked that Marquis Davis. He reached out and stroked Olivia's dirty face, and the faint light reflected in her turquoise eyes, like an angel descending on earth.

"How did you get it like this?"

The cleansing effect of the Holy Light quickly cleared the dirt from Olivia's face, and Nickel noticed the scars on her face at a glance and couldn't help but frown.

"Why are you here?"

"I ......"

Thinking of what had happened to her in the past few months, Olivia's eyes turned red again, and she simply threw herself into Nickel's arms and cried, "Someone has cursed me evilly. Every time I wake up, I find myself in a strange place, like this time, as soon as I open my eyes, I ......"

She recounted how she had met the Marquis of Davis, and made it clear that it was not the first time she had done so.

As early as a few months ago, Olivia began muttering something inexplicable.

For this reason, Count Gerald even invited her godfather, Bishop Beaton of the Cathedral of the Holy Light, to visit her. As a result, the day before he arrived in the Plains of Sende, Olivia suddenly disappeared.

When she regained her senses, Olivia found herself in the heart of the Spell, a kingdom thousands of miles away from the Empire, said to have been formed by traitors who had turned their backs on the Light.

Everything in the heart of the spell was so out of place for her to believe in the Light, and Olivia had been wandering the streets for days, hungry and tired, and she had fallen asleep in a corner, only to wake up fainting in the Elven Forest.

Nikle patted Olivia lightly on the back, healing her wounds with the light as she looked at the green cloak she wore with an inquiring eye.

There is no doubt that this is a magical item.

The cloak is about 1.8 meters long and is made up of seven pieces of green skin of different sizes. The craftsman's technique of sewing the green skins is very delicate, and at first glance, he thought that the seven pieces of green skins were a whole.

But unless the cloak was made by skinning the green dragon, the only race that was born with green skin would be goblins who were generally less than a meter tall.

Deeper things, such as what kind of magic pattern was used, are not very visible. He had limited learning, and since he was a child, Count Gerald had forbidden them from magic, and he was able to recognize the material of the cloak thanks to the naturalist teachings of the Holy See when he was a cadet knight.

"Ollie, take this cloak off first." Nickel let go of Olivia and took off his silver-white cloak.

He'd take Olivia to the Holy Thorns' logistical camp, and if anyone suspects that she had something to do with the mages of the Spell Heart, he'd be in trouble.

Olivia untied the rope around her neck, but the moment she touched the green cloak, her right index finger went numb slightly, and the cloak disappeared.

"This ring ......"

Subconsciously, Olivia understood the use of the ring. Even though it was contrary to what she had always believed, she looked at Nikl pitifully.

The latter understood the meaning in her eyes, and thought that the Davis family had already produced a mage apprentice brother, so it was not impossible to have another mage brother, so he shook his head and said, "Be careful yourself, don't be discovered by them." ”

Although the ring was still at risk of being exposed, it was much better than the cloak, at least it was small, and the paladins didn't pay special attention to a lady's hand.

Nickel led Olivia away from the battlefield to the nearest logistic point, while a similar conversation took place within the Knights of Davis, who were against them.

"Lord Marquis, do you need me to send someone back and tell Fetos to prepare?"

"Prepare what?"

"Prepare for the hostess."

Wood looked at Iss solemnly, he really couldn't think of any other reason for the Marquis to give the ring to the mad woman than for this reason.

Isis looked down at the remaining three rings on his hand, and finally took off the one on the ring finger of his right hand and threw it to him.

The corners of Wood's mouth twitched and he asked, "Is this ......?"

"I'll send you."

“…… Thank you"

Wood tried awkwardly, and finally put the topaz-encrusted ring on the little finger of his left hand. Only here is the right size, and his right hand is to hold the sword.

Wood didn't bring up the topic again. The awkward atmosphere did not ease until they saw the miserable death of the Imperial Coalition forces.

"What's going on here?"

Before Isis could speak, a group of knights rode out. They circled the corpses scattered in the forest, and finally returned to the Order with a half-dead soldier.

"Lord Marquis, there is still one person alive, and he said that the large forces of the coalition army have run in that direction!"

The knight pointed to the depths of the forest, and judging from the situation at the scene, the dark elves deliberately drove Truman and his party in that direction.

Wood also saw this, asking, "To chase or not to chase?" ”