Morena narrowed her eyes and looked at the mercenary in front of her for a while, sighed softly, lowered her head and focused her attention on the 'hair' blanket in front of her again.

Fern finished dusting, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and looked at Morena curiously, **Shi was sitting on a thick 'hairy' blanket, and a strange magic circle was placed in front of him. "It's ......"

"Eight-pointed star, whether you can find the holy weapon depends on this magic circle. Jalena tucked her hair behind her ears. "Concentrate on distributing the magic dust evenly across the eight points of a circle.

Fern walked over to Morena and crouched down, curiously looking at the circle of magical dust. "How does all this dust know where the Hallows are?"

"It's not dust, it's dust. Jalena didn't even raise her head, and replied disdainfully, "This is a rare magic circle, with eight angles pointing in eight directions around us, so that we can get a relatively 'precise' direction." ”

"So these gray ...... How does the dust know what you're looking for?" Fern reached out and tried to touch the dust on the 'wool' blanket.

Jasmine immediately slapped Fern's hand away. "Don't mess around, I've barely used this magic, it's more troublesome than I thought. ”

Fern stood up playfully, ready to leave. "Nigel has used similar magic, but he seems to be much more sure than you are, and he doesn't have any nervousness at all. ”

"Oh?" said Morena, looking up from the chaotic dust. "How did he cast this magic?"

Jarena's reaction surprised Fern. "He 'sticks' his wand into the dirt, and then he says the incantation on the side, and the wand itself falls in the right direction. ”

Morena rested her right hand on her lips and looked to one side. "With his knowledge, he shouldn't be able to cast similar magic so easily, where did he get his wand?"

"Looks like Adeline gave it to him. Fern shrugged, walked under a nearby tree, and sat down against the trunk.

"That's right, it's Adeline's help that allows him to cast this magic. As if convinced, Jasmina grabbed a handful of magical dust from her cloth bag and sprinkled it on the 'hairy' blanket.

"Actually, I don't think you need to care about how Nigel uses it, you just have to do your own thing. Fern grabbed a long twig from the ground, pulled out the dagger on the outside of his boot, and began to sharpen it.

"You don't understand, Fern, Nigel and I are both disciples of the Great Sage, and our strength indirectly reflects the strength of the Great Sage. Jarena remained focused on the dust.

"It's wishful thinking on your part, or maybe you're too strong. Fern wanted to say more, but seeing the focused look of the ** teacher, he decided to say less.

The pattern of the eight-pointed star had formed, and Jarena withdrew the excess magical dust back into the cloth bag, then patted the dust off her hands, closed her eyes, and began to chant the incantation. The spell was long and boring, and Fern was not in a hurry, slowly cutting the branch in his hand, and waited calmly. As the minutes ticked by, the branches had taken on the rudiments of the cane, and Fern patiently sharpened the protrusion of the cane with a dagger.

Finally, the sound of Morena's spell stopped, and the ** master's hands were suspended above the eight-pointed star pattern, and the palms of his hands emitted a light blue 'color', and the magic dust also emitted light. This went on for a long time, and Fern's cane was finished, and some patterns began to be carved on it. Eventually, the light dimmed from Morena's palm, and the light of the eight-pointed star began to dissipate, but on one of the stars, the light always maintained its initial brightness, and when the light of the other seven stars disappeared completely, Morena opened her eyes and exhaled hard, but she immediately realized something, and slammed her hand in front of her mouth, blocking the breath she exhaled. Fortunately, the magic dust was not blown away by her breath, so the ** master carefully removed his palm from his mouth and looked at the eight-pointed star that had already completed the spell, his face was full of excitement.

"It's done, right in this direction. Morena lifted her hand and pointed in the direction behind Fern. "And it's not far, almost a day's journey. ”

Fern put away his dagger and walked lightly over to the 'wool' blanket, looking at the little bit of magic dust that was still shining. "It looks like it's going this way, but how do you know how far it is?"

Morena looked at her masterpiece triumphantly. "The brightness of the light told me that if it was very bright, it would be nearby, and that a bright but not dazzling light like this would be a day's trip or so, and if it was very far away, the light would be very dim. ”

Fern 'touched' his chin incredulously. "How do you know that? Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure, a young ** master like me can't wear this mage robe by luck. Jalena winked triumphantly at Fern and tossed the magic dust together and put it back in the sac.

"It's unbelievable, magic seems to be able to do anything, no wonder the mages on the continent were rampant during the Hundred Years' War, but no one could stop them. Fern remembered the history of the Sword in the Stone that Ness had told him.

Jasmine looked at the mercenary appreciatively. "I didn't expect you to know about the Hundred Years' War, I thought only the mages who stayed in the library of the Mage Tower all day knew about it. ”

"You're right, Ness told me. Speaking of Ness, Ferne's heart became irritable again. "Now that we know the direction, let's hurry up. ”

"I can understand your eagerness to save Niss, but this magic is very draining of 'essence' energy, I feel very tired right now, I need to take a break, believe me, I'm also worried about Nis's safety. Jasmina took a sip of water from her bladder and had no intention of standing up.

"Take this. Fern handed the cane in his hand. "I'd like to thank you for taking the risk you took to find out Ness's whereabouts in Canrito, and Manfred told us that you used the vision technique like that, and there was a good chance that you would never regain your consciousness. ”

Morena took the cane quite unexpectedly, the polished very smooth cane 'touched' it felt very good, and a few trenches were deliberately drawn in the place where the hand was held, which was more conducive to the holding of the cane.

Fern let go of his hand and picked up the stands and food on the floor. "And you stopped the black-robed mage's magic in front of that house, and I knew I would end up in death if I rushed through it. ”

Jarena stroked the 'flower' pattern on the top of her cane, which was a two-handed sword. "I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good, and you can carve such a 'fine' 'flower' pattern with a dagger. ”

Fern put the food back into the pannier. "It's not that I'm boasting, if I hadn't been a mercenary, I'd have been a craftsman, and maybe I'd have opened my own shop and become a merchant. ”

Jamina laughed, stood up with her cane, and tried to walk a few steps with her cane. "Even the length is very appropriate, how did you do that?"

"Your height and ......," Fern scratched his head a little embarrassed. "The 'legs' are long, and I can estimate the length of the cane with a few glances. ”

Jasmina subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her 'buttocks' and big 'legs' wrapped in mage robes, and a flush rose on her face. "Do you often observe 'girls' like that? Yes, Ness, is Queai the same?"

"When you travel together, you can't avoid seeing it. "Fern rode up the clouds. "You rest for a while, I'll go to the front and have a look. ”

"No, I'm ready to go. Jalena climbed onto the horse, her cane in her hand. "You can rest on horseback, can't you?"

Fern looked at the ** teacher with emotion. "Thank you......"

Morena raised her cane in her hand. "Thank you for this piece of art, I will take good care of it. ”

Fern smiled slightly, turned his head, and rode forward with the clouds.

"Fern ......," Morena's voice came from behind. "Perhaps, when the Lord of the Darkness is destroyed, you will be able to fulfill this wish, I mean, the wish of becoming a craftsman merchant. ”

"Hopefully, as you say. Fern said lightly, without looking back, and continued to ride forward.