"Ghosts?!" Stan and Magill took a deep breath in unison.

Nerfi frowned, and his handkerchief rested on the table. "Ghosts? Do you know what kind of ghosts they are?"

Tillin recalled for a few seconds. "After the fire in Grivelle was extinguished, the surviving people found some houses that were not badly damaged and still inhabitable, plus houses that were later rebuilt on the outskirts of the town, so they intended to continue living there, but soon people began to see white and purple shadows fluttering over the ruins, and some of the brave people tried to get closer, and immediately several people were caught and swallowed by the shadows, and those who fled back were frightened, and they said that the shadows had human form, so they became ghosts。 ”

Seeing that Nerfi seemed to know something, Stan looked at her and asked, "Did you think of something?"

Nerfi nodded, looking at Grivel's location on the map. "When Durham was exchanging magic with Ray, she told me that there had been apparitions similar to those spoken of by Tirin in Talheim, in Sarah. ”

"By the way, when you said that, I remembered that I was there at the time. Stan clutched his right hand into a fist and struck it in the palm of his left hand. "Tirling, you were there at the time. ”

"Yes, I'm there too, and when I hear people here talk about the ghosts, I feel a lot like Talheim's. Tillin looks at Stan with a sad face. "When I think about it now, I still have palpitations. ”

Unimpressed, Magir poured wine for Tirin. "Is it really as terrible as you say? Knights are warriors blessed by the light, and we are not afraid of ghosts. ”

Nerfi glanced disdainfully at Magill. "When you get there and see the ghosts, decide what to say. ”

Magill raised an eyebrow and was about to reply, but Stan got ahead of him. "Nerfi, in your experience, what caused Grivel's current situation, is it really a fire?"

Nerfi cupped her chin and collected her thoughts. "As far as I know, and according to the information provided by Rui to Talheim, the only thing that can cause these ghosts is a magic explosion, and I guess the fire was also caused by a magic explosion, and it is very likely that those who died were not burned by the fire, but were killed in the magic explosion, and then the corpses were charred by the fire, and it looked like they were burned to death. ”

"Hell, magic explosion, what is that, so powerful that it can destroy a city?"

"The magic explosion was caused by the high-level mages in order to gather as much life force and spiritual power as possible to cast some very high-level magic, if the scale of Grivel is really as big as you say, then it must be a great sage who caused the current consequences. Nerfi's eyes were serious and calm, and he said slowly.

"Great sage, is it a great sage like Manfrey? he doesn't look like a bad guy. Magill sighed and shook his head.

"I didn't say that Grivier did it to Manfred, but Sarah must have done it that time, so the great sages are all the same. Nerfi shrugged and picked up his teacup.

Stan tuggs at his glass and watches the liquor sway. "My concern now is, whoever cast the magic, why did he do it in Threndra, far from the northern border, and what kind of magic did he use?"

Nerfi looks at Stan approvingly. "You're right, Stan, solving these mysteries may help us find out why Etiyesh sent someone to bring the Seal to Threndra, it's no coincidence, there must be some secret hidden here. ”

Magill's burp pulled everyone back from their thoughts, and he smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I'm too full, now that the destination and route have been decided, what do we need to do next, and when will we leave?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Stan, and the knight gave an unnatural grunt, then took a slow sip from his glass. "Magir, we need to prepare some of the necessary supplies to go into the rainforest, I don't think we can go in like we are now, at least, we must not wear armor. ”

"Well, I agree, though asking those guys to take off their armor is like killing them. Magir stood behind him. "Actually, if you want me to say that if you leave Cumberland, you can take off your armor and wear it heavy and hot. ”

"Alright, it's up to you and Tirin to prepare the necessities, Tirin should know everything he needs, so try to prepare as much as you can in this village. Stan looks at Tirin.

Tirin nodded without objection. "Leave it to me, I think I'll be like a local if I stay any longer. ”

"Good. Stan nodded in satisfaction. "So you think it will take a few days to prepare, I'm afraid we won't have a lot of time. ”

"Don't worry. Tillin puffed out his chest and looked at Stan with confidence. "One day is enough, we can go the day after tomorrow. ”

"It's amazing. Stan laughs and fills Tirin's glass.

"It's over, Stan, you're amazing, I've heard about your battle with the Gloom Tide at Glory Castle, and I'm so envious, why did you say my luck was so bad, why didn't I catch up with such a good thing?" Tirin's back bent again, and he drank in frustration.

"Won't you play your part here, too? Maybe this time it will be even more rewarding than Glory Castle. Stan pats Tirin on the shoulder, and the two touch glasses.

"I don't think it's likely, but I hope it's as you say. Tirin shook his head helplessly and drank the wine in one gulp.

Magill and Stan burst out laughing, and the group turned their attention to dinner.

The next day, everyone except Stan and Nerfi went out to prepare supplies, and Stan wanted to join them, but Nerfira went to buy the girl's clothes and daily necessities. Unlike the knights, Nerfi needed a lot more complicated things, and she didn't want others to prepare them for her, but the girl herself was afraid of encountering unexpected problems when she went out alone, and it was better to have a strong knight by her side to protect her in this unfamiliar place. Stan prefers to act with his knight brothers, but readily accepts Nerfi's request, and he finds that he can't bear Nerfi out of his sight.

Like the average girl, Nellfi seemed to have an infinite amount of energy when it came to shopping, and the two of them walked all over Knoxville from morning to afternoon, leaving their footprints in every small store. Stan had long since lost his temper and dragged his tired body after Nerfi, helping her with all the clothes and necessities she had bought, but Nerfi was still the same as when she first set off in the morning, and was full of energy to discuss something with the shopkeeper.

It wasn't until the sun had gone down that Nerfi returned to the inn at Stan's urging, where the knights had already returned and put together their supplies, and everyone had changed into thin civilian clothes and were feasting on the table. Magill looks at Stan's hands in surprise, which are piled high with various clothes and daily necessities, and quickly runs over to help him pick up some, while looking at Nerfi dissatisfied. "Dear Madam, I can understand that as a lady you need a lot of things to get through every day in your daily life, especially in this hot south, but Stan is a Knight of Canrito after all, and you use him as a servant. ”

Nerfi gave Magill a strange look. "I've never treated Stan as a servant, I'm just ...... Need some help from him. ”

Stan winks at Magill. "Hurry up and put these things in the upper rooms, I'm getting hungry. ”

Magir and Stan walked upstairs, Nerfi went straight to the table and sat down, and Tirin saluted the mage and ate to himself, not wanting to provoke the female mage.

"Stan, I said you can't be led by the nose by that chick, look at you, a knight, your hands should be weapons to crush enemies and win glory, not racks for women's clothes. The two had already put Nerfi's clothes in the girl's room, and then returned to Magill's room, which was full of supplies that the knights had procured.

Stan casually rummages through a pile of change of clothes. "You're quite thoughtful, there shouldn't be anything missing. ”

"It's a credit to Tirin, he's such a nice guy. Magill pulls out a set of civilian clothes from a pile of laundry and throws it to Stan. "This set is yours, put it on, it's masochistic to wear armor here. ”

Stan frowned at the garment in his hand, a plain tunic with white linen unadorned. "How did you convince them to take off their armor?"

Magill spread his hands and shrugged. "I don't have to convince at all, I'm their commander, my words are orders, and they all have a look of relief on their faces when they take off their armor. ”

"Hahaha. Stan laughs heartily and holds up his clothes. "Thank you, Magill. ”

"Let's change it quickly, I'll go down to eat first, I'll leave early tomorrow morning, and have a good night's rest." The usually rude Magill is now attentive and calm.

There's a reason he's the captain of the Knights, Stan thought to himself.