Staying and observing the graveyard wasn't a good job, meaning they had to spend a long time waiting with wandering evil minds and no accidents. For example, if the evil mind breeds new monsters, if that happens, the two of them must clean them up before the team arrives, otherwise it will be impossible to collect the bones of the evil dragon.

The two lit a bonfire in front of the mausoleum's gate, and although Fett repeatedly insisted that the Prumbelzer of the Magic Sword Flame was not a tool for igniting fire, Marcos did not want to waste the only flint left, so as a last resort, Fett lit the bonfire with the magic sword as Marcos said. However, in order to get revenge on Marcos, the splashed spark almost reached Marcos's eyes. When he tried to question Fett with his eyes, the other party raised his head slightly and responded to him with a natural expression.

While lighting a bonfire in the cemetery is a bit disrespectful to the dead, to be honest, the two don't care about the dead Dark Elves. After all, as human beings, they have no way to resonate with each other. To put it mildly, Marcos thinks that in the graveyard of the dark elves where evil thoughts are rampant, there will be no undead of the dark elves who can sleep peacefully, and they are likely to have been imprisoned in the dark abyss by Spitz's evil thoughts.

"I didn't expect to be in a gloomy cemetery around a campfire waiting for other people to arrive, it was a strange feeling. Fitt couldn't help but sigh that she was rarely like this in the past.

"It's a strange experience. Marcus pulled out his knife and placed it in front of the campfire, he now wanted to use the time to do a maintenance on his weapon.

"Don't pretend, I know you don't want to take on this errand. ”

Marcos looked up, "I'm not going to get into a clash with a cold guy over some trivial matter, since she chose the two of us, then the two of us will do the errand." Of course, I'm not going to do things for Gal for free, and I'll ask Borken for a reward when I get back. He smiled slyly.

"Maybe after this incident, Boken will never want to work with you again. Fett sighed.

"I don't want to think about that, and, believe me, our journey may change a lot after this incident. Marcos blew the dust off the knife and gently wiped the blade with a deerskin. "Don't you believe what I say? Look, when the time comes, the steel storm will come and we will all be unable to help ourselves. ”

"What are you talking about?" asked Fett, confused.

Marcos just smiled and didn't answer. This ignites Fett's curiosity, and she can't wait to find out what Marcos means by Steel Storm, but after meditating on it, she realizes that none of the events she has already experienced can be related to this seemingly anachronistic word. She couldn't help but suspect that the other party was just pretending to be mysterious, but from his serious expression, it didn't look like he was joking.

"Pretend to be a mysterious fellow......" Finally, Fit, who couldn't come up with an answer, could only mumble quietly.

"Haha, Fett, I won again. Marcos' smug expression made Fett want to punch him in the face.

Just when Marcos was triumphant, a helpless Fitt suddenly thought of what happened to Marcos when the Apostle Lotus was threatening the West Coast, and Marcos had been in contact with a strange guy. Noticing that it was purely accidental, and if it weren't for herself and Vera wandering the streets of the West Coast, she wouldn't have had a chance to spot Marcos meeting a strange guy in some scum boss's restaurant. "Don't be complacent, is the steel storm you talking about something to do with some strange guy you came into contact with on the West Coast a year ago?"

Instead of showing the same surprised expression as Fett would have liked, on the contrary, there was no wave on his face, which made Fett feel that he had just said something meaningless. "Don't guess, Fett, the dragon we need to face now. Once we've eliminated the dragons, we'll have to deal with the monsters that stand in our way to the Dark City. ”

"I know you want to stop the topic, okay. Fett nodded, and she wasn't in a hurry to figure out the answer in a short time.

"Would you like to tell me about Rustru?" Marcos asked tentatively, knowing that place was the beginning of Fett's dark memories, so he tried to be as tactful as possible.

Fett shifted her gaze to the burning campfire, the flames dancing in her eyes, the crackling of matches ringing around them, and the silence lasted for a while. Marcos thinks that he still brings back bad memories of Fett, so he quickly wants to apologize. But as he was about to speak, Fett's voice was the first to hear. "How to put it, it can be said that it is the most important town in the Empire, but at the same time, it can be said that it is the town that the Empire values the least. ”

Marcos's hanging heart finally relaxed, and he sorted out his nervousness and responded. "How?"

"There are always scarce resources that the empire desperately needs, but there is no strategic value at all. The snow-capped mountains are a natural barrier that blocks both the enemy's advance and the Empire's own route, which is why I say so. Fett's tone was more like telling a story from time to time. "My memories of Rustru are clear, every minute I spent there, and some unpleasant memories. ”

"If you don't want to say it, don't push yourself, no one likes to say their bad memories. Marcos said softly.

Fett shook his head, apparently insisting on telling Marcos something. "I know you're eager to learn about my past, just as I learned about your past through Maffeo. ”

"Wait. Marcos' eyes widened in surprise. "I haven't heard of that, and that little bastard of Maffeo told you everything?"

"Honestly, I can't believe it's something you can do, but it did, and it's always brutal. ”

Marcos lowered his head, that memory was sealed by him, and it was something he could never forget for the rest of his life. "Yes, fate has bared its fangs at me since then, and a child of a few years old slaughtered an entire village and bled ......" He didn't continue, as Fett reached out to stop him. Her approach was merciful, as Marcos's expression became painful.

A heavy atmosphere spread between the two as the conversation deepened, and the scene that Anna had expected did not play out. If she knew, she would have scolded both of them for being hopelessly stupid with a dull relationship. At any given time, they can't try to talk about something as heavy as this one, which will only make their mood worse.

Although he was able to guess some of Fett's past from several conversations with Vera in the past, Marcos never imagined that Fett would be a noble girl from Rustru. Of course, that family had ceased to exist under the purges of Emperor Heinrich. Similarly, before Fitt could continue to suffer, Marcos was as merciful as she was to stop Fitt from continuing to reminisce. As a result, Marcos finally heard Fett say the name of the family, Graf. He didn't know what the family's name meant to some people, but an identity had come to Marcos's mind, and that was the role he had to play.