Find the broken place, and the rest will be easy for the alchemist. Uh, though I'm a half-alchemist.

After a few minutes of busyness, he finally repaired it, and looked back at the little star in Ximena's eyes, although Buwanga was not so exaggerated, he also had the same face of incredible.

"Is this the end?" both asked at the same time.

"Uh-huh!" I replied confidently.

"Liar, huh?"

With a look of disbelief, Buwanga reached out to feel the monument below, and indeed the ominous aura disappeared.

"What kind of sealing spell are you, so..."

Buwanga also felt that he was running out of words, saying powerful, right? Not at all. My subordinates have been studying here for ten years, but there is no progress at all, and it is simple to say, and it feels impolite.

"So... Simple... Single!!" I saw Buwanga nod and continue, "It's just a simple alchemy fix?"

Buwanga looked at Shimena, and at the same time saw that Shimena was also looking at herself. Both of them were thinking about the same question, is there such an alchemy? However, they can see the result from each other's eyes, and neither of them knows this kind of feeling.

After all, Buwanga is a big man who has seen the world, and he thought of one thing in an instant,

"Ximena, Anna, can you keep today's events a secret, especially about alchemy!"

"Good!"

From ancient times to the present day, Buwanga had never heard of alchemy being used in this way. On top of that, when the girl started the alchemy, he could indeed feel the fluctuations in energy, so the only explanation for this spell did not belong to this world.

Products that do not belong to this world but exist in this world will definitely be connected to the empire.

"What the hell are those guys up to?" Buwanga whispered.

Indeed, the empire has been at peace for almost a decade. This is completely different from when it first appeared on this continent. The calmer the water, the more undercurrents will surge.

"Uncle, what were you talking about?" asked Shimena curiously.

"Oh! nothing!"

The Macallan, who woke up leisurely on the ground, immediately diverted everyone's attention, at this time his eyes had regained clarity, touched the back of his head, and then looked at everyone with a confused face, and finally stared at Buwanga's body,

"Patriarch, what's wrong with me?"

As he spoke, he saw Sameika frozen in the ice behind Buwanga, remembered something, and casually wanted to grab it behind him, but he was empty. Turning his head to look around, he found his weapon on our side, and struggled to get up.

"Hey... Hey!!—" Seeing that McCarron was about to pounce, Ximena and I laughed awkwardly to explain something.

"It's up to me to talk about this matter!" Buwanga immediately stepped in to relieve the siege.

So, he told the ins and outs of what had happened.

For the patriarch's words, the shamanka still believed it, so this strong man as big as a cow nine feet big, "Bang... snapped a few times on his chest and said,

"I, The Macallan, swear by the honor of the Bantu warriors, and from now on, I The Macallan will be your friend, your most faithful companion!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand.

Shake hands, all right! I hurriedly stretched out my hand as a gesture of friendship!

My little hand is in The Macallan's hand, it's completely disproportionate!

But is it a handshake? How do I feel like I'm flipping a spoon? The point is, The Macallan doesn't mean to stop at all.

I looked at Ximena with a pleading look, but Ximena laughed like she was watching a play...

I had to laugh at myself,

"Ahh Haha!"

......

Finally freed from the torture of being spooned. The moment McCarron let go, I hurriedly jumped back, afraid he would pounce again.

"Well, can we go down the mountain!"

I can't stand this guy's enthusiasm at the moment, I just want to get away from him quickly. Two words, horror. Four words, it's terrifying!

"Okay, okay! We'll leave right away. Buwanga said.

"Poof!" Shimena couldn't help but laugh again.

"You're still laughing?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! But I still can't stay! Hahaha! It's the first time I've seen Anna like this. "Ximena almost fell to the ground and pounded the ground,

"Huh... My belly... Ha," seeing that I was a little upset, Ximena tried to hold back, "Okay... Okay, I won't laugh!"

Next, it was to end the frozen of Samaika, and after Buwanga arranged for the two of them, he went down the mountain with us. And, of course, Marinano, except that now he was carried on his back by Buvanga, and on that blizzard night, he seemed to be barefoot on a mountain, and his feet were badly frostbitten!

It's much easier to descend than when you go up the mountain, because Buwanga leads the way!

Along the way, a few of us talked about a lot of things.

Buwanga also expressed puzzlement about the journey to the tunnel, according to him, there is no passage on the mountain as we described, why we finally called it to enter that place, and why we were able to come out, maybe it is really the favor of God!

As for Marino, he had no memory of anything before us, except for the events that occurred after we appeared in the cave, that is, after the spiritual power returned to him.

Maybe it's amnesia, but it's a good thing to forget about that!

God is still really a strange temper, when we went up the mountain, the snowstorm was full of snow, and there was no sign of sunshine at all, but now when we go down the mountain, it is the fiery red sun hanging in the sky, and we can't even see a little cloud.

......

On that day, the whole village was mobilized, as if it was a festival. It seemed that Buwanga was still very prestigious, and as soon as he explained, Shimena and I immediately became guests of the Bantu people.

As the elder of the clan, Cromwell, that is, Rena became Roma, and also came back to receive us.

"I didn't expect you, as a Gentiles, to help the Bantu people, my old man thanked me here," he said, and said with a big salute...

Ximena hurriedly went up to stop her, "Elder!

"Okay then! My old man won't be hypocritical with you!"

......

There were a lot of people, but not Yani! I searched through the crowd.

"Where's Yani?" I asked, rushing up to Samin.

Samin's expression of shame made my heart suddenly go up and down, and I couldn't help but reach out and grab Samin's clothes for a while,

"Did something happen to Yani?"

Orka, who was next to me, saw my movement, but didn't step forward to stop it, but leaned sideways in front of us, I didn't pay much attention to his little movement at the time, and then I thought that he was afraid that the rest of the Bantu tribe would also see it.

"Don't do that, Anna!" Shimena intervened in time to stop her, so as not to be seen by the rest of Bantu's clansmen.

If you are disrespectful to the shaman in Bantu, it is equivalent to declaring war on the entire Bantu, and with what I just did, you can completely cut off your head.

"I'm sorry! I just ......" I realized my gaffe and let go of my hands.

"Come with me!"

Samin didn't get angry at my overstep, and turned around and went back to his shack.

The moment I walked in, I knew I had misunderstood Sami, Yani's paintings were plastered all over the room, and from the contents of those paintings, I knew the answer to a question that had been lingering in my head!

The white dove was her, and it was Yani who saved me when I was lost. Walked up to Yani's bed and gently stroked her face.

"I'm sorry, sister, I've worried you!" said him, his eyes filled with tears!

Samin quietly exited the room, knowing that this moment belonged to me and Yani.

......

To welcome the return of their patriarch, the revelry outside had just begun......