Cheese was uncomfortable when he saw those eggs mixed up in the current. The gray-green particles had the power to make people feel uncomfortable, and when these dense granular objects appeared in large quantities, the mage's heart even stopped beating a beat. This had never been the case before, and in the Grey Tower experiment, Cheese had to deal with a large number of tiny subjects early on, something he had never felt so uncomfortable in previous experiments. Thankfully, the discomfort wasn't too strong compared to anything else he had experienced, and in a matter of seconds he was able to force his body to stop paying attention to the negative effects of the particles. But the problem is that what a mage can do, others may not be able to do.

"Don't look at the river, there's something bad in there. From the moment he entered the prairie, Cheese's prestige was quietly built up by their experiences and the magic he demonstrated. Although Batu and Atta will not obey him yet, they will subconsciously abide by this kind of words that can obviously hear the meaning of warning. Batu, in particular, after establishing that the gray robe had the same status as the shaman, he did not have any disrespect for the cheese again, and the steppe people revere the spirits and those who are closer to the spirits.

It's just that Kairas doesn't have this kind of thought, maybe it's because of the appearance of a cat, and the cat fairy also has a strong curiosity, especially now that he actively wants to challenge the authority of the gray robe, so he will never abide by such a trivial matter as not looking at the river. Elaborate leather boots trampled on the low grass, and the gray-green water reflected the face of a cat fairy. "Tsk, that's disgusting. But it's nothing, it's just something, wow!"

Kailath screamed with gray-white arrows that flew out of the river, but fortunately, the cat elf was not slow to react, and he deflected his head in time to avoid being hit. The gray-white arrow that flew over its head fell into the grass and disappeared in the blink of an eye. "What's that!"

"I told you not to look into the river. Cheese didn't answer Kairas's question, his eyes fell on the place where something flew out of the river had landed, something that had lost its danger by dodging the first assault. The mage's hand reached into the lining of his robes, fumbling for something, and at the same time, the grass on which his gaze was focused began to make a noise. The sound was faint, but it was obvious enough for a cat goblin with two ears much larger than a human, even in the sound of the river.

"Where is it? Can you hear it? I see your ears move, don't tell me it's just because of mood swings, your ears don't change position as often as real cats in the past few days. Cheese's eyes didn't look at Kairas, but his words were for Kairaz. Of course, Atta's Beast Ears might be able to do the same thing as Kairaz, but the current situation caused the mage to use gestures to stop the other two who wanted to get closer. The two of them are likely to bring about more complicated changes because they don't figure out the situation.

If it was in normal times, the cat fairy would definitely feel uncomfortable because the mage observed his behavior, but now is not usual, although it is not clear what exactly is flying out of the river, Kailas also knows that it is the existence that will make the gray robe feel like a great enemy. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, the tip of his nose to be exact, and then after a moment of silence, he said, "You are on the left, four or five steps ahead, and there is a shadow formed by a grass that forms the Fairy Alphabet Water, underneath the shadow of that thing. ”

"Whoosh!" As the words fell, the gray robe threw out the throwing knives he had held from under the robes, these short, light blades could only be used as a tool for mages to uncut in many cases, and could not be used in actual combat, because even a heavier cloth could stop them. Fortunately, the target of his throwing knife shot this time was not in the habit of wearing clothes.

"Did you hit?" Cheese didn't rush over to see the result, but pulled out another throwing knife again and asked Kailas, covered by grass, and seeing was no more intuitive than hearing.

"There's no sound. I'm not sure, where are you waiting, I'll take a look. The fairy drew his sword, a thin sword slightly longer than a sewing needle, and walked slowly to where the knife had fallen. Unlike his previous way of walking, Kailas walked in the grass without making any noise from squeezing the grass. Rapier, gently flicking through the grass, came the message after a suffocating pause, "I think this should have been hit." But are you sure it's this thing that just came out?"

Cheese's hand holding the knife hangs slightly, trusting Kailas's judgment that this somewhat annoying cat has good skill and judgment, which has been shown during the trip. And when the mage walked up to the cat elf, his attention was completely drawn to what the throwing knife had struck. Beneath the thin metal blade forged by the dwarves was not the worm he had imagined, but something darker in color and bloated in size, like a cocoon or a chrysalis.

"I don't think this thing flew over my face just now, do you think we're mistaken?" the cat fairy touched the thing lightly with his rapille, and his movements were very careful, as if he was afraid that the thing would suddenly turn into some kind of man-eating monster. In contrast, Cheese seems to have less concerns, and he doesn't like unfounded speculation, because all inferences need to be based on facts. When he squatted, the hands outstretched from under the gray robe were already gloved.

The blade, spreading from the wound to both sides, almost splits it in two. Using two knives as tools, Cheese carefully examines everything inside the wound. Outwardly, it wasn't quite the parasite he had dug up from the bodies of the Shale tribesmen, but it was most likely because it hadn't found a host yet. A few minutes later, the gray-green chrysalis that had been monolithic had been shredded into large and small pieces by the blades. The mage carefully wiped the blade in his hand, and after putting it away, he took the flint from his bosom and lit it with the dried blades of grass that had gathered together, and the foul smell of burning from the small residue was impressive.

"We need to find the tree quickly. Otherwise, it's going to be a big problem. The mage said, looking up at the aurora in the sky. This is not the grassland, but as long as the eggs flow down the river, sooner or later they will flow to the real grassland, and then it will not be a matter of one or two people being paralyzed by parasites. These eggs are enough to cause a catastrophe, and the cause of this catastrophe is probably because the power he used to uncover the secrets of the river last night disturbed the perpetrators of it all. He didn't want that to happen.