Miruria watched in amazement as the wound on her abdomen slowly healed, the pain turned to an itching sensation, and finally the wound disappeared completely, and if it weren't for the coagulated bloodstains, it would be impossible to imagine that the scout had been seriously injured before that almost killed her. "It's amazing, I've seen the bard heal Enoch before, but now it's happening to me, I can't believe it. ”

"Thank you to the Great Guardian, if she hadn't poured her own power into my body, even if I hadn't exhausted my mental power before, I am afraid that it would have taken two days to heal such a serious injury, not to mention that all my mental power was exhausted in the warped plane. Nigel stared intently at his hands, the light fading. "Are there any other injuries? If not, Fern is still waiting for my treatment. ”

Miruria shook her head gratefully. "No, there were still some skin wounds, but when you treated the wounds in the abdomen, those minor injuries were healed together. ”

"Really?" Nigel frowned in confusion. "The healing power of the green dragon is so powerful, beyond my imagination. ”

Fern grinned at his shoulder. "Alright, Nigel, don't sigh, I'm dying. ”

"Sorry, long waiting. Nigel walked over to Fern and crouched down to examine his injuries. "It's ......"

Seeing that Nigel's face was not very good-looking, Fern also panicked. "Don't tell me you can't cure this injury. ”

"Not really, the Green Dragon is a natural healer, and Iyeta can heal almost all wounds with my powers, except for the dying, of course. Nigel shook his head solemnly, still pondering.

"That's okay, if you don't mind, can you treat it first and then think about it slowly?. Beads of sweat were pouring out of Fern's forehead, and the pain was too much for him to bear.

The mage's hands glowed, enveloping the mercenary's right shoulder, and Fern felt a chill. "Now tell me what you just came up with. ”

Nigel still frowned. "The sword wound you received is not something that an ordinary sword can make, and the sword that the demon is holding is extraordinary. ”

"I just remember that his sword was so wide that if it were me, I wouldn't have been able to lift it. Fern recalled his opponent's greatsword.

"As far as I know, one of the three swords in the stone is wider and heavier than the other two. Nigel didn't go on.

"You mean that the demon is holding the sword in the stone? That's ridiculous, isn't the sword in the stone just to deal with magic in this world? and how can it be a product of magic, a demon in his hand?" Fern looked at the mage puzzled.

Nigel was still looking at his hands intently. "The sword in the stone has its own consciousness, it will choose its own master, and at the same time, it will follow the consciousness of the master, no one knows what the criteria for these three stone swords to choose their master are, if they choose a demon as their master, I will not be surprised. ”

Fern looked at Oberon on his belt and thought. "Except for Oberon in my hand and Triton in Lucius's hand, what is the name of that demon in his hand?"

"Ganimed. Nigel replied immediately. "Adeline once told me the story of the three swords in the stone, and if I'm not mistaken, Ganimet must have been in the hands of a swordsman named Hai Xiuyin, and I don't know how he managed to get into the hands of a demon now. ”

"Hayhuyin Saaddeus ......," Fern muttered to himself.

"That's right, that's the name, how do you know that?" Nigel's gaze finally took off his hands.

"That demon is Hai Xiuyin, he told me before he left. Fern pursed his lips and stared into the mage's eyes. "Nigel, how much do you know about Adeline and her group entering the north of the North more than twenty years ago?"

"Rarely, Adeline rarely talks to me about it. Nigel lowered his head again, staring at the light in his hand.

"Do you know how many people they went there and how many came back?" Fern still stared at the mage's face. "If I'm not mistaken, someone must not have come back. ”

"Yes, Fern, you guessed right, there are two people who didn't come back. Nigel licked his lips and stopped. "When we get to Magnus Fortress, you can ask Adeline yourself. ”

"I don't think she's going to tell me the facts, at least, not the whole story. "Fern has long understood the tactics of the Great Sage. "She would only tell me what was enough to get me into the trap, and the rest of the facts that were against her, she would never say. ”

The corners of Nigel's mouth curled slightly. That can only mean that you don't have the capital to let her tell all the facts, and when you have enough capital to force her to tell the whole story, you have a chance not to be led by her nose. ”

Fern looked at the smiling mage in front of him in surprise. "Are you really Adeline's apprentice?"

"Of course, and the only one. Nigel glanced at Fern and quickly turned his gaze back to his hand. But this glimpse gave Fern a glimpse of the ambition in the mage's heart.

"Nigel, I'm grateful for your help along the way, but, I now have to suspect that we will eventually become enemies. Fern tried to keep his tone flat, but Enoch and Miruria, who were on the side, widened their eyes in surprise.

The mage's expression did not change at all. "Friend or foe, between one and the other, weren't you and Adeline enemies to the death? ”

Fern smiled self-deprecatingly. "You're right, but I had to say yes to her to resist the Dark Tide. ”

"You've finally got to the point, in this world, except for not being able to be in the company of the Dark Tide, no one else is an absolute enemy. Nigel looked at Fern with a sharp look in his eyes, swept away his usual listlessness. "The sooner you understand this, the farther away you are from death. ”

Fern suddenly felt that Nigel's words were similar, and pondered for a moment before remembering that Adeline had said something similar at Dagger Mountain. "It's worthy of being a master and apprentice, and even the thinking is so similar. ”

No matter how similar they are, there will be differences, and Adeline still has concerns, and she can't be completely distracted. Nigel put down his hands and sighed hard. "Those partners who have lived and died with her are her concerns, even Hai Xiuyin. ”

Do you imply that you don't have any concerns, so you can do anything as long as it's in your own interest. Fern rubbed his shoulder, and the pain that had been bothering him was gone.

"Except for being in the company of the dark tide. Nigel stared sternly into Ferne's eyes.

"Remember what you said today, Nigel, and never be in the company of the Dark Tide. Fern glared back at the mage sternly.

Instead of replying, Nigel stood up and walked over to Enoch to check on his injuries.

Fern looked at the back of the mage's departure, shrugged helplessly, stretched, and lay down on the grass, staring blankly at the constantly changing blue aurora in the night sky, fatigue surging like a tide.