Now that Eve and her party were safe, they shared their experiences. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEve, Arthur, and Kagua explained their experiences one after another. "So, that's the way it is. Orlando explained what happened to him, except for the part he had forgotten. "I don't know how I did it, but I did. Orlando said this, but found that there was no overreaction from the crowd - Arthur touched his wound and did not know what he was thinking, Cagua nodded politely, not knowing how much he had listened, Eve looked a little worse and did not seem to have fully recovered, and the one named Jaime did not look like he was listening to him at all.

"Hey, what's your reaction? I seem to have created a space-time rift, can't you be more surprised?" Orlando was hurt, he wanted to show it off. "We've been through enough, and I'm not surprised you say you're brought back to life. Arthur said, but his attention wasn't on Orlando. "But I think there's one more person here who owes us an explanation. He looked at Jaime, who had his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Eve and Kagua also looked at Jaime, both for his healing abilities and for his vague connection to the Black Mist Knight, proving that he was definitely not trapped here by accident. Orlando also had a strange feeling, as if he had seen this person somewhere.

Jaime sighed, smiled wryly, and said, "I know I'm suspicious, but trust me, I can't explain anything about me. Jaime's expression darkened, and there seemed to be a lot of unspeakable secrets, but the crowd clearly did not accept this statement, especially Arthur.

"Really, is it that hard, even though we just stepped into the coffin with half a foot?" Arthur stood up, a little emotional. "Leave him alone. Kagua saw Arthur's anger and tried to stop him. But Arthur bypassed Kagua and was not stopped by him.

"I don't know who you are, or if you have malicious intent, or if your name is really 'James'. Arthur was uncharacteristically impulsive, grabbing Jaime by the clothes and pinning him against the wall. "I don't care who you are, what you want to do, or where your abilities come from. All I know is that guy is coming for you, and all he wants is you. I, Kagua, and Eve, they all got into danger because of you, and they almost lost their lives! I don't care about you, you're just an acquaintance to me at best, ha, I don't even know if that's called 'knowing'. He said viciously, and Jaime looked away, not daring to make eye contact.

Eve wants to stop Arthur's atrocities, but she can't find a suitable reason, after all, Arthur is the first person to meet James. Looking at James's face, Arthur's sanity regained somewhat. He let go of Jaime and stepped back, not asking him questions.

Jaime stood up silently against the wall, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, his teeth clenched together, and it was clear that he wasn't going to say anything.

"James, I'd love to understand your struggles, but Arthur is right. Eve said at the right time: "I am grateful to you for saving my friend's life, but without you, they would not be in this danger." Eve said calmly, she didn't want to take sides. "So, if you're not willing to explain why, please understand that we can't take you with us at risk. ”

Hearing Eve's words, Jaime nodded slightly, and then said softly, "I understand, dear miss, you are such a gentle person. If I could say anything, I would tell you everything. ”

Eve sighed softly, knowing that Jaime wasn't going to say anything to them, that is, they couldn't walk together anymore. Without saying anything more, Eve handed Jaime her oil lamp and brought some oil from Arthur. "Keep these, I hope it helps you. In any case, may the Goddess bless you with peace. Sending parting wishes, Eve and the others left Jaime, wondering what his future would hold?

Eve didn't have the ability to foresee the future, but she suddenly realized that they were in a difficult situation again - how were they going to get out?" "Orlando, can you use that magic you just used once?" asked Eve to Orlando.

"I don't know, I don't know how to use it, but I can try. Orlando said unreservedly, closing his eyes and starting to give his mind to his instincts as he had last used the ability.

Okay, we've got to get out, how do we get out? yes, I've got to think about what the exit looks like, I've seen him, the long steps, the sconces burning on the walls, and a whole bunch of priests studying something nearby, yes, and Fennel, Eve's sister. Orlando began to imagine the scene, and it seemed to have some effect, and a vague picture came to his mind.

It's good, it's good, and Orlando feels like he's going to make it. What else? What else...... But then, he suddenly realized that he had come in too much of a hurry and did not have a deep memory of the exit. Orlando had a drop of sweat running down his forehead, and he couldn't recreate the scene more concretely. The vague image in his mind began to fade.

"Oh, no, I can't, I have to imagine the scene. "Orlando was a little discouraged. "But I can't concentrate, maybe I can't use it twice in a short time?" he said.

Eve nodded, it was just a try. "In that case, you should try a few more times, since we are neither tired nor hungry here, we have time to try. Eve said. "Arthur, how much lamp oil do you have?" Arthur touched his pocket. "There's only one bag, but it can last a while. ”

"Very well, our only hope now is you, Orlando. Eve said. "But I think it's better for us not to give up looking for a way out, just in case. Given the number of 'walking corpses', let's try to avoid fighting and try to find a way out. Eve gave the order, and the crowd agreed.

So, things went back to the way they started. They wandered aimlessly through the labyrinth, trying to find a way out.

Orlando was still trying to use his abilities, but he couldn't concentrate. "Ah, what's going on this time?" he realized, maybe there was something very important that he had forgotten.

What was it? Orlando looked down and thought, he had come to save Eve? yes, but no, he remembered what he had left undone.

Just as he was pondering, he suddenly felt that he had stepped on something, and he looked at his feet and exclaimed, "My goddess!