After Cheese's team emerged from Crimson Blood, they prepared to head to the Apothecary Guild, located in the northern part of the royal capital. The building, where almost all the pharmacists of the Grey Lion were gathered, was placed near the royal castle, the deepest part of the neighborhood where the nobles lived. Just the position of the Apothecary Guild, it is not difficult to see what kind of weight these pharmacists have in the mind of the King of the Greylion.

The Apothecary's residence was directly protected by the royal family's guards and enjoyed the same treatment as members of the royal family, so it would be impossible for ordinary nobles to get close to the building unless they were members of the Apothecary's Guild. At this time, the existence of Lothar was very necessary, the reputation of the Count of Montenegro in the kingdom can be said to be second only to the Archduke of the Hammer, and whether this reputation is good or bad, it can always make those royal guards know a little.

The premise is that cheese they can really find this pharmacist association.

"I say, is this normal?" asked Jack, who was walking at the back of the line, with his hands behind his head, and he looked boredly at the silent streets around him.

"Of course it's not normal, I can guarantee that Wang Du, no, the entire blue lion hasn't had such a big fog for decades. Lothar flicked her left hand in frustration, trying to clear away the faint white mist that stood in front of her, but it did nothing but cause a cyclone to appear in the air.

At this time, although the group was walking on the streets of the royal capital, they did not have a trace of reality. For no matter how they moved, it was as if there was no one else in the streets, and no sound could be heard. And I don't know when a thick layer of white fog began to fill the air, this fog was so thick that even Jack could barely see the shapes of the buildings on both sides of the street, and more details were unrecognizable because of the white fog.

This strange situation had happened shortly after they had left Crimson Blood, and at first they thought it was because the royal capital was quieter in the morning, but by the time they realized it, the team had fallen into the fog.

"Still can't get in touch?" said Cheese to Colenty, who was walking side by side. Faced with the mage's question, the young witch just shook her head, the expression on her face rather helpless. Although witches have a unique way of communicating with each other, Klandi is surprised to find that she is now unable to make any contact with Aemia.

"Hey, Cheese, what the hell is going on, have we fallen into some trap?" asked the Count of Montenegro when he stopped and turned to the mage behind him. His voice was impatient, but given that they had been walking the streets in the white fog for an unknown amount of time, Lothar's impatience was justified.

"It's hard to say for sure right now. Do you still know these buildings?" Cheese's voice was still flat, he was used to the unexpected. Rather than complaining, the mage is more inclined to find a way out of the fog.

Lothar squinted his eyes and tried to look at the buildings on either side, but he soon gave up on this futile effort. With the Count of Montenegro's eyes, he couldn't see the houses on either side at all, and if it weren't for Jack's assurances that they were walking through the streets, Lothar would have even suspected that there was nothing but a thick fog on either side.

"No, I can't see anything. The Count shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do. There was a rare frustration in his tone.

One might ask, why not take a closer look at the buildings on both sides of the road since they couldn't see the buildings on either side of the road at a distance?In fact, Lothar had already tried this method, but it turned out that the team couldn't get close to the houses in the eyes of the wolfwalkers, except for Jack, who could see the buildings on both sides of the road. There is no way to get close and observe. It felt like some kind of force was deliberately trapping them in the middle of the road.

"Really...... What about Jack, do you still see the buildings of the royal capital?" the mage asked the wolfwalker after a deep sigh.

"Uh-huh......" The werewolf put his hands behind his head and looked carefully towards the side of the road, which took about ten breaths before Jack finally took his gaze back, "These houses all look similar, you know, to me, I can't tell the Southerners' architectural style." ”

For Jack, he couldn't distinguish the architectural features of different regions well, and in his opinion, except for the buildings in the small town under the mountain, all the other houses were "southerners' houses". This kind of vision limitation, even if he transforms into a werewolf, can't disappear quickly.

"Can you tell what type of spell this is?" asked Kolandy, looking at Cheese. Clearly, the fog, and the perverse things they encountered in it, had entered the realm of magic. The witch also has a lot of spells, but her experience is not enough to understand the origin of what she is facing.

"It's hard to say yet. I'm at least going to make sure if this is the royal capital or not, and that's crucial. If we have inadvertently stepped into another dimension, hasty actions and spells are likely to have disastrous consequences. Cheese replied that if they were just trapped in a fog that they couldn't get out of, then the mage would have a lot of ways to solve the dilemma in front of them. But as Cheese said, he doesn't believe that the people who set this trap just want to trap them simply, and there must be something strange about this foggy world.

"But it's not the way to go, and no one can tell how long it has been since we stepped into this fog. Maybe by the time you get out in a safe way, the whole lion will have become a rat's nest. Why don't I go over and have a look. Jack said. As the only member of the team who can see the buildings on both sides of the street, Jack is also the only one who can approach the houses. However, Cheese had stopped the Wolfwalker from making rash moves, which was too risky in the mage's eyes.

"It's not a good idea, we're all going to be stopped in the fog, and only you can keep getting close to the buildings. This means that if you do leave the path under our feet, we will not be able to find you in the fog. Cheese shook his head and said. It is very disturbing to act alone in such an environment.

"But that's not the way to go, we always have to go out before we have exhausted our physical strength. I'd rather try my luck now than wait until I'm half dead and then give it a go. The wolf-shaped man retorted.

Faced with his companion's questioning, Cheese was silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"You have a point. But I still don't agree with you going alone. Well, let me see if there's any other way. ”

After the mage had finished speaking, he began to bow his head and silently recite some strange syllables. And as his voice grew louder, the mist in the air began to vibrate regularly as if it had been shaken. Cheese's voice grew louder and louder, and the area of the dense fog affected by him gradually increased. When a hemisphere with cheese as the center and spreading radially reached the standard length of the royal road, the mage's voice suddenly turned into a silent impact.

The impact, like a hurricane, pushed away the dense fog within the area of the cheese's influence, leaving a large clear space. With the advent of this space, on both sides of the street, the shape of the two rows of houses was truly revealed for the first time. At least from the outside, these houses are basically the same as the architecture of the royal capital.

"It's now! I won't last long!" Cheese, who kept the spell casting, shouted to Jack. If you have to get close to these buildings to find a clue to get out of here, now is the best time to do it.

Nodding, the wolfwalker didn't say anything superfluous. Jack's figure rushed to the side of the street like a hurricane......