If it were only witches or wolfwalkers, it would be impossible to deduce the disappearance of Elsa and the others from the camp at this time. But when these two men get together, a hound, with a keen instinct, and a hunter with knowledge of the forest, are enough to hunt down the most cunning prey.

Putting aside the suspicion for the time being, the immediate priority is to find the boss lady and them. Jack tells Kolandy all the information he's found. And when the werewolf handed over the white feathers found in the grass to the witch, Klandy's pupils narrowed significantly.

"You...... Where did you find this feather?" the blonde girl's voice trembled, and in fact, her left hand holding the feather trembled slightly. It seems that this bird feather has some kind of frightening magic.

"In the grass over there. Why, do you know what this feather is?" Colendy's reaction told Jack that the witch in front of him must know what the owner of the feather was.

"No, I ......" Kolandi subconsciously wanted to say that she didn't know about it, because the power represented by this feather was too strange in her eyes, but under the pressure of the werewolf's eyes, the young girl still admitted what she knew, "Well, I know. I know what this feather is. Where we stand now, there used to be a white goat staying. ”

"White goats? goats don't grow feathers, Miss Colandy. Jack's brow furrowed, and if it weren't for the seriousness of the other person's expression, he would have even suspected that the other party was making a joke. After all, the name that came out of the witch's mouth was just too strange.

With her right hand, Colanty carefully rubbed the feathers in her hands, as if she was using her sense of touch to judge features that were difficult to discern with her eyes. She exhaled softly after hearing Jack's words. Originally, with her temper, even a wolfwalker like a natural enemy, if she spoke to herself in such a rude manner, Klandy would make him regret it. But the feather in her hand represented the situation so complicated that Miss Witch was not even in the mood to be angry about it.

"A white goat is not a goat. It is a name, a type of owl, or the name of the night owl. And the reason why we call these birds white goats is because they only have one color, white. And these owls have fluff on their heads like goat's horns. ”

Jack tilted his head, if he were a hunter in normal times, he might be interested in this amazing-sounding bird. But now, Wolfwalkers doesn't need anyone else to educate them about biology.

"Okay, okay, the white goat is an owl. I see, but what does that mean? Are these birds rare? Or do they generally serve a particular group?"

"Yes, you're right. Colanty said, then turned around with Jack's blank expression and began to pack up the camp's belongings.

"Hey, what are you doing?who's allowed to touch these things!Besides, what do you mean I'm right?" Jack was confused by the witch's words, and when he saw Colandy's movements, he subconsciously reached out to stop the other party. However, after thinking that the other party might really be Cheese's fiancée, the half-outstretched hand stopped in mid-air again.

"What I mean when I say you're right is that the white goat is a rare bird, it's extremely rare. And as far as I know, there is only one kind of person who has domesticated them as messengers. Colandy gave Jack a blank look and said.

"And if I'm guessing correctly, the people who took my fiancé and your companion are definitely not something the two of us can find and overcome. Do you understand? Mr. Jack. So I'm going to pack up and take my stuff here with me now, hoping that my mother or cheese can find some clues from it that we've overlooked. ”

There is no way to refute what the witch said. Perhaps Jack could have questioned Colandy's statement that the two of them would never be able to defeat their opponent, but after all the incredible, and even becoming a part of it himself, Wolfwalkers really couldn't find a reason to stop Colandy's actions. In desperation, Jack could only open his mouth and walk up to help pack his belongings.

"Why are the women around Cheese of this type?" the werewolf muttered quietly. Elsa is not bad, it is a serious Frost Legion bloodline, coupled with the heroism of the Northlanders, the temper of the proprietress has never been known for its gentleness. And the eldest lady in front of her, who usually stays at home, is now looking like she is on fire, and she really doesn't know whether cheese is lucky or unlucky.

"What are you talking about? what cheese woman?" "Well, although the witch's physical fitness is not very good among the dark dwellers, she is still better than ordinary humans in terms of her five senses. Jack's self-talk was clearly heard by Colendy, who was beside him.

"Uh, is this one, I ......" The werewolf who was asked just wanted to slap himself in the mouth at this time. Elsa's feelings for Cheese can be seen as long as she is not blind, and it seems that the mage has no resistance to this. Although I don't know why Cheese suddenly got engaged to the girl in front of him, I think there is a big element of interest in it. But the mage is now someone's fiancé, and even if the boss lady is there, she can only go to the cheese to solve this matter. Why bother talking about yourself as an outsider?

"Sounds like one of your missing companions is on good terms with my fiancé, right?" asked the blonde witch. It's not that she's jealous, for witches, the so-called husband or fiancé is just a synonym for a reserve for some purpose.

However, Klandi is still a normal young woman, and the young witch has fantasies about the human world, which prompts her to be curious about Cheese's past. It's as curious as if people care about the origin of their pet dog or the origin of a steak on the table.

But Jack doesn't know that. The Wolfwalker realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he simply kept his mouth shut now, and no matter what Kelanti asked, he just didn't look away.

The witch still wanted to ask, but realized that it was imperative to inform Cheese about the white goat. So when she saw that Jack was unwilling to answer, she stopped asking. This made the latter breathe a great sigh of relief.

There were not many items in the camp, and they were quickly sorted out with the help of the two of them. In addition to the feather, Colante even loaded some camp dirt and ashes from the campfire to be on the safe side. Although Jack didn't know what these things were for, he couldn't say anything when he saw the witch looking serious. After the two were sorted out, the two were driven by Colante to the royal capital overnight, and it was no longer time to keep a low profile.

And after the carriage left the camp, a huge white owl flew from the white halo of the moon and landed on the edge of the camp, which was already empty. Let out a low cry.