"What the hell, you should have reminded me. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Randall put away his two-handed sword, and the adrenaline that had been stirred up was extinguished as if it had been beaten by Rustru's perennial cold wind.

Marcos raised his hand and said, "I'm not a cat, I don't have their eyes that can see through the dark. ”

"Marcos?" said Camelie, who was laughing and crying as she walked over from what had just happened.

"It's good to meet you, Kamili. Marcos spread his hands.

"I thought you guys were in some trouble. ”

"Uh......" Malcoston paused, he felt tired from what he had encountered, fighting those Imperial troops was really not a good choice. "It's true that there was some trouble, but we solved it, no one was hurt, don't worry. ”

"That's good. ”

Marcos looked behind Camille, but he didn't see Fett, so he asked, "Where is Fett?"

Camilli's face was a little embarrassed, and Randall on the side couldn't help but grit his teeth. In any case, there is nothing worse than being a warrior with a knife to the neck by a woman without a fight. Markos glanced strangely back and forth at the faces of the two, and he sensed a bad signal.

"A woman took her. Camilli explained Fett's whereabouts.

"What?" said Marcos, puzzled.

"It's a redhead woman, I don't know who she is, I almost had my carotid artery cut by her. Randall gestured with his hand to the back of his neck.

"She seems to have a good relationship with Fett, at least in my opinion she treats Fett the way Vera treats Fett. Camille added.

Marcos was silent, thinking about what the two had told him, and in his mind, it seemed that the only person who could fit the identity of a red-haired woman was Natalia, the leader of the Legion of the Sacred Oracle. "God, it's a mess. ”

"What's wrong?" asked Kamili.

"The woman who took Fett is named Natalia Shule, the leader of the Legion of the Sacred Oracle, and they should be considered allies of the Revolutionary Army in their position. There's no doubt they're here for the third princess of the Empire, and I'm afraid that this might affect us, and I don't want them to turn this place into a battlefield before we explore the palace. Marcos explained.

"Didn't the Revolutionary Army temporarily form an alliance with us?" Randall's doubts grew larger and wider, he had never set foot in anything about the Revolutionary Army, and these were just a fog for him.

"Actually, their purpose is also for the third princess, you know, the empire is on the opposite side of them. But there's so much complexity here, and what I've learned is just the tip of the iceberg. Marcos frowned, he also had something to think about for himself. "We can talk about this later, but then again, why are you here?"

Camilli tells Marcos what she has been through, and it all sounds like a clue. Although Camilli told Marcos about Fit's injury, the other party didn't seem worried, as if to a certain extent he believed that Natalia would be able to take care of Fit. Either way, at least in his heart, there was no doubt about it.

"You're saying you've met enhanced magic dolls?" Marcos confirmed.

Camilli nodded, "Yes, compared to the magic puppets we encountered before, whether it is in defense, attack, or sensitivity, they have been greatly enhanced. ”

"It's funny, I think you've forgotten the way back, it's dark and it's not easy to remember the way you've walked. Marcos raised his hand and smiled.

"So we need to wait for someone who can show up to help us, but you're here, can you lead us back?" Camilli glanced at Marcos. "Or have you forgotten your way back?"

"No, no, no. Marcos hurriedly shook his hand. "I remember, though, I had a good idea. He smiled slyly.

"About what?"

"Those enhanced magic puppets you just mentioned, I want to fight them. Marcos laughed at the decision, which was a terrible decision no matter how you look at it.

"No, that's too dangerous, not to mention that we don't have the help of the Cat's Eye Potion right now, and it's hard for us to attack them in the dark. Camilli immediately denied that she didn't want Marcos' sudden whim to put the three in danger.

"I'd love to have a fight with them, but Miss Camillie has a point. Randall agreed, as brave and fearless as he was, and that it was all pointless without seeing the enemy's movements.

Marcos took out two bottles of cat's eye potion from his pocket and threw them at the two of them, "Of course I know the danger of doing this, but this time we don't have a direct head-on confrontation with them, I have a plan." ”

"What's the plan?"

Marcos took out a crumpled piece of parchment from his pocket, and although the other party couldn't see anything in the dark, he still held the parchment and said, "This is the recipe for a magic bait and trap that Uma gave me, the bait can exude magic to attract those magic puppets to approach, and the trap will imprison their bodies and the energy transmission of the power source in their bodies." Don't worry, Uma has already given me some of the materials, and I think the rest of what exists here will be solved. On top of that, I have an anti-magic bomb on me. When we threw this thing into the trap, I figured Kamili would take care of the rest. ”

"Wow, this is the first time I've heard of it. What is this, alchemy?" Randall was already eager to try.

"Well, so to speak. ”

"Let's get started. Randall doesn't remember what he's just said, at least now he thinks Marcos' plan works.

"What about you, Camille, what are you going to do?" Marcos turned his gaze to Camilli, who smiled, "Since you're so confident, let's get started." ”

"Very well, I'll choose a place to set the trap, and I'll leave it to you to collect the materials, just the corals and some fluorite here. ”

The three of them drank the cat's eye potion, as the existence of the alchemy potion, in fact, the user usually takes into account the taste of the potion, but this potion is completely bland and tasteless, but it is very pungent. Although these potions could not taste very good, the user would have seen the cauldron used by alchemists to boil the potions. They'd be scolding and running away with their noses covered, because almost no one could stand the smell.

Marcos couldn't help but laugh as he searched for a place to set it up, he always came up with such insidious and cunning plans, but sometimes he wanted to be as frank as Maffeo. Everything had changed since he had left Villele for the first time, and he had been through so much that he was no longer as innocent as he had been, and it was hard for him to imagine that one day he would never see the only trace of purity in Maffeo's eyes.