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Before Goldfinch and Shul could get far, they were stopped by a mercenary.

“...... Evening?" Shul was a little surprised.

"Hmm, mercenary show. "You haven't seen it?"

Shure nodded.

"Then let's go. The goldfinch said immediately.

The mercenary spoke a few more words to them, and then left.

——

"Teresa doesn't like it?" Shure couldn't help but ask as she continued walking back.

He felt that the goldfinch just now seemed to want to refuse.

"Not very good at communicating. The goldfinch thought for a moment and sighed.

She wasn't terribly averse—though most of the time she felt that talking to someone was insulting her intelligence......

"So- I'll do it. Shuer thought for a moment and said quickly.

He......

The golden finch was stunned and hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay." ”

Just think of it as ......

Relax.

【】

The so-called evening party is similar to a bonfire, except that people gather around the fire to drink, talk and eat, and they are really boring to the Golden Finch, but to Shur, it is quite interesting.

The mercenaries are synonymous with boldness, and the campfire reflects their reddened faces and the half-glasses of somewhat inferior beer in their hands.

There were people talking, laughing loudly, and some bards talking about what they had encountered on their mission—in general, a picture that felt lively and harmonious.

When Shure arrived, he saw such a picture.

He blinked, his golden eyes glowing with scorching light, and for a moment some melodious singing seemed to ring in his ears—as if it were epic.

"Hey, you're a guest of Captain Kuvey?" he heard someone shouting to himself - he turned his head and saw the people sitting around a campfire, their faces smiling, "Do you want to be together!"

——

"What he lacks is experience. At this moment, standing on the edge of the place where the flames could be reflected, the girl's voice sounded softly, and the bitter man beside her was unable to drink because he was drinking antidote medicine.

The goldfinch said this lightly, only stating a simple fact.

"You're going to make me think you're raising a son. "Covey turned his back on all of that—he was in so much pain right now, he couldn't drink any wine!

"I don't think you need a son like that. The Plantagenet replied unceremoniously, "I'm serious—"

Kuvey had really thought that the goldfinch was just a symbolic response to him, but she was slightly paused by her last sentence, and when she spoke again, her voice was much darker: "No, you know, since she died. ”

"Heh, what does this have to do with me. Goldfinch could sense the determination in his tone, and smiled.

She's really nosy.

How could it become so nosy.

"Speaking of which—that boy is really ......"

"Yes and what. The Plantagenet raised an eyebrow.

“...... Do you still think I'm going to do him badly? I'd be happier than anyone else if he was willing to 'come forward' – but for now, he's just a kid." "Sooner or later, though. ”

Sooner or later......

The goldfinch's expression flickered slightly.

"You're together—Hester wouldn't be unaware, would he?" Couvey chuckled as he watched her expression.

“...... He knew what. The Plantagenet paused, "He doesn't care." ”

"......" Kuvey felt a headache, "you ...... like this"

"I know. Headache, don't talk to me about this, annoying. The goldfinch frowned, and her voice was cold and hard.

...... What the heck.

"How are you doing now? Coowe knew something bad about the goldfinch, so he brought up "other" things.

Goldfinch frowned.

This time there was a bit of silence.

“...... Very good. ”

When he finally said this, even the Golden Finch felt that he was a little weak.

"You can do it yourself. ”

"Long-winded. ”

...... "Can you blame him for that?!" Kuvey was tired, and finally said with some unease, "And you don't seem to have told him those things yet." ”

"Long-winded. ”

......

"Forget it. Couvey chose to give up.

He turned to the side, ready to run, but when he took two steps, he turned back to find that the goldfinch had not moved, and she stood there in a daze, her brow furrowed.

...... So don't talk so much, don't you think it's a special regret.

"You've got time to think about it anyway, I remember your ......," Couvey frowned.

"I've been attacked by the Dark Shadow Clan once before, but the wound is ......" Gorse also frowned, feeling that his mood at this time was too messy, "Forget it, I'll think about it later." ”

【】

Almost the entire mercenary group was at the party - a few were not.

The area surrounded by darkness is the workshop where the mercenary group is stationed - there have been no magicians here for a long time, and they have all gone to drink.

But a man sneaked up on here.

He opened the enchantment of the workshop, and the blue light enveloped his hands, causing his brow to furrow slightly.

Then I walked into the workshop.

There was only a little light source in it—from a spinning dark blue crystal ball on the very central table—and there was a black, residue-like substance in it.

So-called......

Something used to track down the followers of Athous?

He pursed his lips, and something suddenly "moved" behind him - until he poked out his black form.

It seemed to be a tentacle, or something else - slowly reaching out until it was close to the dark blue crystal ball.

A hum rang out from within, and the same black flow faintly flowed in his narrowed eyes.

Airplanes...... Buzzing......

The crystal ball trembled, and those black air currents touched it, and a slight crackling sound sounded at the same time.

But that's it—

He snorted lightly, and the force in his hand increased a little—

Click——!

The dark blue crystal ball shattered in an instant when it couldn't resist all this!

The black substance flowed into it at the same time, causing the edge of the crystal ball to melt and heat -

All right.

He breathed a sigh of relief - it would be nice to dispose of the so-called evidence later, and find a way to get those people to leave......

Ding——!

But the rollover is also quite quick -

I saw that the golden light rushed out from the crystal ball that had begun to corrode, and before the man could react, it had already quickly penetrated a black barrier and slammed into his shoulder!

A tearing pain came from his shoulder, and to his horror, he couldn't move at the same time.

What the hell is this......

Could it be?

"Tsk, caught, caught. Kuvey's voice came with the sound of his footsteps, and he looked casual, not even caring who the man was.

Whether it is a believer in Athonius or a person who has believed in himself.

"Kuvey...... You ......" he struggled to make a sound, but he roughly understood......

What is "the hour has come".

"Blaitz, what does this story tell us, don't be too floating. No—as a follower of Athous, you're no longer human. Covey looked at him with no warmth in his eyes.

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