"This corrosiveness is definitely not the acid of fire cockroaches. Faust's face was very solemn, the problem of the fire cockroach was finally solved, and if a more powerful monster appeared, it would undoubtedly bring the problem back to square one.

Faust looked at the dead fire cockroach corpse and muttered for a moment, "Did you find anything else besides this corpse?"

When the old chief heard this, he described to Faust the details of his discovery and deduced from it," ...... That's probably what the situation looks like, I haven't seen the first scene of a fire cockroach injury, and its wound is corroded, and I can't find any more clues. ”

Faust nodded, and in the current situation, all he could do was trust the experts in this area, that is, the old chieftain. Other than that, he couldn't do anything.

"Do you think the animal is in groups or alone?" asked Faust suddenly. This is indeed a key problem, if it is a solitary animal, then no matter how strong it is, there is a way to solve it, and a social animal with such a strong ability...... There's nothing Faust can do about it anyway.

If Faust were alone, he could have inflicted a meningeal concussion, but now in a squad, Faust was reluctant to injure allies without being threatened enough.

"This ......," the chief grimaced, "the acid is constantly wreaking havoc on the corpse, and even if there are any clues, it is difficult to find them now." The implication was that he clearly couldn't see anything.

Faust frowned, "Today is a day off, tomorrow morning we will pass through the territory of the fire cockroach and enter the magic city." "There's no way he's going to procrastinate for the unknown threat, and for now he can only hope that this damn monster lives alone, and that he'd better not run into it.

"But......," said the old chief, as if he wanted to say something.

Faust waved his hand, "I've got an idea, Chief Chief." We can't afford to waste so much energy on a monster with unknown information. ”

The chief understood this, but he still felt that he should be a little prepared. Faust looked at the old chief as if he was still a little worried, and comforted him in a slightly softened tone, "Mr. Chief, we are short of time, we don't have the extra energy to investigate a monster without a shadow, you are an experienced old hunter, you should know how much energy this matter will take up our energy." ”

The chief was silent, and this was indeed a problem. Unlike fire cockroaches, it is a problem that is clearly placed there, and it just needs to be solved. In fact, they can't even figure out the problem, let alone fix it, right now.

"Looks like you've figured it out. Faust looked at the old chief's expression and knew that he had acquiesced to his words, "Let's go and see Zhanas, she has been in a bad mood for the last two days." ”

Faust hopes to use the bond between the two to ease the stiff atmosphere of the conversation just now. It worked, and the old chief realized once again the kinship between the two - Faust was the husband of his granddaughter.

Kinship dilutes the difference in status brought about by Faust's reprimand—it's just a friendly discussion between relatives, but Faust's wording is a little harsh. The old chief thought this, and his mood was much calmer.

Seeing that the old chief had no objections, Faust took the lead and walked to the tent where Zhanas was resting—Klaus had carried Faust and their luggage with him all the time, so they still had tents to live in.

Faust and Zhanas in one room, Annabella and Reinhardt in one room, Mayor of the Town and the old chief in one room, and the two guards and the chief's subordinates had to sleep outside wrapped in clothes.

The two soon came to the tent and lifted the curtain, revealing Zhannasi who was holding her knees in a daze. Unlike the hot and heroic dress before, Zhannath now put on a loose robe, and when she saw Faust come in, she just glanced at her, and her eyes drifted somewhere.

In a few days, she will be able to see the reality. The old chieftain, seeing the obvious discord between the couple, said in the tone of a passer-by: "When I killed her grandmother's father and robbed her grandmother back, that woman was also so virtuous. ”

"But so what? In a few days she began to recognize reality. The chief spoke vividly, as if remembering the years of his youth.

"The women in the tribe are like this, their fathers and brothers treat them as treasures, but in the hands of others, they have to prove that they are treasures. The old chief said with a sigh.

"It's her good luck to marry you, and it's a hundred times better to go to the outside world than to endure hardships in the jungle. The old chief glanced at Zhannath, and he couldn't tell whether letting her marry Faust was out of her grandfather's love for her granddaughter, or simply out of necessity for marriage, perhaps both.

"She'll understand. The old chief shook his head, turned and left the tent, and he seemed a little displeased at the appearance of his granddaughter.

Faust didn't care about Zhanas's appearance, she was about to attack Faust when she first woke up, but she was suppressed by Faust in three or two clicks, and then she became like this.

Faust examined her, and in every way she was horribly healthy. After all attempts of persuasion failed, Faust left it to her.

The chief's words just now seemed to be emotional, but in fact, seven or eight points were said to Zhannasi, but the effect is only God knows, anyway, Zhannasi doesn't seem to have changed much.

After the old chief left, Faust sat where he was, and Zhannath was speechless, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Faust thought about it, and finally got out of the tent, he still had to figure out how to deal with that super acid. Although he could not be completely prepared for that enigmatic monster, it was better than doing nothing now.

"Click, click. "It seems that it has just rained, and there are drops of water between the branches and leaves, falling into the puddles on the ground, making a crisp sound.

A foot suddenly stepped into a puddle, interrupting the seemingly permanent ticking sound.

It was a cloaked figure, and judging by her posture, it appeared to be a woman. She lifted her hood, revealing strands of blonde hair, as well as ...... Spiky ears?

The elf girl lifted a strand of messy hair on her forehead, and her eyes looked straight into the distance, "That's the direction." An ancient demon archduke......"

Her expression seemed to waver, "The First Witch must have her considerations, I will definitely be able to do it!" The girl secretly cheered for herself.

She put her hood back on and headed in the direction she was sensing.

"Huh?" Professor Pasion looked back at the sky, "Baba Yaga...... You still don't give up. He muttered to himself, "But so do I." ”

With that, he headed head-off towards the jungle in front of him.