After closing his eyes again, Tarrant slept soundly, without darkness, without hearing wild laughter, almost in a state of unconsciousness, enjoying a good night's sleep, when his eyes slowly opened unconsciously, there was no light in the cave, the black and bare stone roof, and Catrina was not by the bedside.

She must have rested, Tarrant breathed deeply, the sensation coming from his limbs was a little numb, he couldn't use his strength, the hay around him was sticking to his neck and cheeks, he felt itchy all over his body, he had to change positions, he pressed his arms and prepared to lie on his side.

"Whew-"

With a muffled breathing sound, Tarrant stopped rolling over, listening intently to the movement around him, "Whew-" The sound was small but even, and on the ground in front of him, he stared carefully at the ground, a dark figure, lying on the ground two steps away from the stone bed.

It was a sleeping man, maybe a night watchman or a druid, Tarrant was lying on his side facing outward, quietly watching the moonlight at the entrance of the cave, the weather outside must be good tonight, the light was softly dotted on the rattans, he imagined the sky, deep, calm, covered with shining microstars, the last time he looked at the night sky, it seemed to be in a tavern in the ghetto, that night was also beautiful, Katrina stayed by his side, but there was more Lynn that guy to disturb the atmosphere, it should have been a month and a half ago.

He gradually adapted to the dark environment, and the person lying in front of him was wearing a robe, not a ranger, not a druid, this should be...... Mage Tarrant sat up with her arms propped up, Mage Katrina, is she still here?

There was a burst of drowsiness in his brain, insufficient blood supply, he couldn't even ensure the balance of his body after sleeping for a long time, he was weak, Tarrant supported his hands on both sides, his body leaned against the stone wall, the long hair of the person on the ground was draped in the hay, and his head was buried in his arms, it was her, she always liked to shrink into a ball, Tarrant shook her head, the dizziness weakened slightly, she lay on the ground like this, took care of him for twenty-five days, did not leave a single step, must be tired, Tarrant got up, there were no metal boots under the bed, he tiptoed to her and quietly walked to her side, pushing the scattered hay in her arms, these things did not have much warmth, Tarrant turned his head to look for his spirit bag, in the left corner of the stone bed。

The stone guardian was neatly placed on the ground, with a tyrannical tear on his left wrist, a vague white handprint on his right wrist, and a small pit on his chest corroded by acid, alas, Tarrant sighed, I'm afraid he couldn't afford the maintenance fee this time, he picked up the belt of the stone guard, and the spirit pattern bag was hung on it, with a blanket inside, Tarrant took out the blanket and gently spread it on Katrina's body.

His stomach began to "growl" again, hoping for coarse bread, Tarrant groped for every space in the bag, it was still empty, and the selfish elf ate all his dry food without saying thank you.

He sat on the ground blankly, his stomach constantly warning him that he had to find something to eat, he drank the water from the water bag, got up and walked out.

The moment the rattan is lifted, the silver moonlight spreads on the ground inside the cave, and the scene outside the cave can be clearly seen in the bright night.

"Who!" Catrina sat up suddenly, looking at the entrance of the cave.

"Shhhhhhh

"Tarrant?" Catrina looked at the shadow in surprise, "What are you doing? Why are you up?" she stood up, the blanket falling to the ground, "Where did the blanket come from?"

"My blanket is in the Spirit Bag," Tarrant said as she walked over to Katrina and removed the dead grass caught in her hair.

"You have a blanket in your Spirit Pattern Bag?!" Katrina picked up the blanket, "Why don't you tell me earlier, I've been freezing here for almost a month!"

"Heh......" Tarrant was amused and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "...... Well...... If I could, I would have sued you at the time. ”

"You don't look like a wounded person at all," she clutched the blanket angrily, "and it's mine." ”

"Of course, all of my words belong to you, great mage. ”

Katrina glared at him, unrelieved, "Where are you going?

"No," Tarrant patted his stomach, "find something to eat." ”

"Green needles", the mage took out a small wooden basin from the hay.

Tarrant imagined the ridiculous sight of a green needle tree growing out of the cavern, "Is there no other choice?"

"Do you still want to roast the hare?" said Katrina, taking out a fruit and pushing it into Tarrant's mouth.

“...... Well...... It's so hard", Tarrant chewed the shell, a damp smell, but the taste of the fruit was not bad, he chewed the contents of his mouth carefully, the seeds inside should have been destroyed.

"Living here I almost forgot what food was," Katrina complained, "like a wild man." ”

"Tomorrow, let's get out of here. ”

"Tomorrow?" she was a little excited, and immediately worried, "Your body is not good yet, the Great Druid said you need to rest." ”

Speaking of this, Tarrant immediately realized that the soles of his feet were cold, and he couldn't bear to walk barefoot on the stone face, which showed that his current physique was not as good as that of a barefoot halfling in the slums.

"Your shoes are over there," Katrina said, gesturing to the left side of the stone bed, next to the Stone Guardian.

Tarrant had seen the metal boots just now, but he gave them up so as not to make a sound, he put them on, "How about going out for a walk?"

"Now?" said Katrina, looking out of the cave.

"Go," Tarantra held her hand, desperate to breathe the air outside.

The two of them stepped out of the cave, and there was a small open space outside, surrounded by towering trees, and the air swirled slightly at the entrance of the cave, leaving the smell of grass, and the insects could be faintly heard in the distance.

The moonlight opened up a peaceful area for the two of them, and the world seemed to be the only one left, Tarrant looked up at the sky, and the dense array of stars twinkled one after another, "There is no such sky in Siant, like a silk scarf studded with diamonds." ”

"Well," Catrina pressed next to Tarrant, "that star is so big and bright." ”

Tarrant looked at the stars on her fingertips, "There should be five", he remembered five, and in the field he could tell the direction by the five stars, but unfortunately this work has always been Elliott's responsibility.

"Oh...... I only saw three. ”

"Maybe the other two haven't come yet", Tarrant smiled and bowed his head, Katrina was still searching carefully, her eyes were focused, the expression on her face when she was in the research institute.

A light breeze blew, and long hair stroked Tarrant's face, and the tip of his nose drifted into the mage's body fragrance.

"What are you looking at?" Catrina noticed the gaze focused on her face.

"Hmm...... Look at my ......" Tarrant whispered around and said in a low voice, "...... Angel. ”

"......" Catrina pursed her lips, put her hands on the back of her robe, and asked shyly, "What?"

"My angel, I swore in my dreams that I would always be by your side so that you would not be hurt in the slightest," Tarrant said earnestly.

"Hehehe", Katrina took a step back and raised her hand, "Guess what......" she pointed to the opposite treetop, sinister smile on her face, "...... What's there?"