Karl spent the night sorting out what he needed to bring, and in addition to that, he bought some essential alchemy potions from the merchants in the camp. There is no way to replenish the consumed bullets, and the last time I got a supply was when Kelly sent a bag full of ammunition. Now he probably won't even have a chance to get his ammunition resupplied until he goes to meet with Kelly.

He set the time for his departure the next afternoon, so that he could sleep and recharge his energy from morning to noon. He had to be prepared, he never blindly held on to confidence, so he expected that this trip might be difficult. As for Marcos, he himself had told him not to interfere, and if he was really a good guy for his companions, then he would not go to the lava cave with him.

The feeling of being alone was something Karl missed, as he spent all but his time in the Ardennes garrison. If it weren't for an accident that came to the continent of Arad, he thought that he might not have had the opportunity to meet such a group of people. They brought something different from their comrades in the Ardennes garrison, but Karl couldn't tell what was different.

The Afaria Mountains were shrouded in ashes again, and the heavy rain that had fallen half a week earlier had left no trace of it. Here, as before, the sun is obscured by thick clouds, and a smell of decay that seems to have been present here since the beginning of the world permeates every corner of the mountains. Adventurers won't like it, hunters won't like it, and even the dark elves don't have much affection for it.

After the elimination of the dragon Spitz, the atmosphere in the camp was finally less tense than before. A collaboration with a perfect outcome can solve many problems, but collaboration is not a panacea. As long as the prejudices on both sides do not disappear, then true peace will never come. Compared to that, the adventurers in the camp now just want to rest for a while. The region of Neupera has finally been explored, and for the principality, their goal is half achieved.

Marcos waited for Camille in the open space on the outskirts of the camp, walking up and down from time to time, sitting on a tree stump and getting up again. He did have some thoughts that he didn't tell Carl, because he couldn't sit back and watch Carl go into a lava cave alone. Apparently, he had forgotten what many had warned him, and everyone was advising him not to think too much about the intermittent headaches caused by the spirits. But he can't do that, not to mention that he himself knows best that ghosts and gods, which belong to the unknown realm to ordinary people, cannot be looked at with ordinary cognition, that is to say, ordinary methods may not be effective.

"Did you talk to him?" Camille didn't come alone, her arms were bandaged and fastened to her chest, and Fett, who looked embarrassed, followed behind her.

"It's been discussed, but you know the outcome. Marcos looked straight at the mountains in the distance, shrouded in ashes.

"Did he decide to go to the lava cave alone?" Fett asked.

"That's right. ”

"What do we know about the lava cave?" Camilli asked a question that Marcos might want to hear, and that's what he'd been thinking about. So there was a sudden sparkle in his godless eyes, and he turned around and said a little excitedly. "As far as I know, there should be the usual corpse robbers in this area, and there may also be fire elemental elves. I've also heard Krent mention some kind of monster that uses necromancy to piece together the stones of the dead, and the Dark Elves use them as a combat force. ”

"Well, there are many types of monsters, and if he goes alone, he will definitely get into trouble. Camille mused.

Fett walked over to Marcos and looked at him. "You'd better decide as soon as possible, because Carl is leaving this afternoon. If you really want to help him, then never be found out by him. But, if you think about it, what's the point? if you're going to help him in battle, it means you're exposing the fact that you've followed him to the lava cave. I don't think he wants you to do that, because he trusts you. ”

"You have a point, Fett. Malcoston was relieved, and Fett's words were not unreasonable, and contradictions arose.

"Think again, Marcos. Camilli said. "Since Carl insists on going there alone, we can observe the situation on the periphery of the cave as well. ”

"That's all there is to it. Marcos nodded.

Fett sighed and shook his head helplessly. "I hope you won't be discovered, that guy has very good ears. ”

"Don't worry, we're no worse than you when it comes to stealth. Marcos smiled confidently. "By the way, how is your injury?"

"Sore, do you want to try this too?" Fett asked rhetorically.

"Oh, I didn't say that. Marcos flirtatiously raised his index finger, as if to tease Fett.

"Good luck then. ”

Karl sat up from the bed in the tent, reached out his left hand and glanced at his watch, then got up and carried his backpack over his shoulder. It's time to go, although I don't know when the next meeting with everyone will be, or maybe I'll never get a chance to meet everyone again. But he had to do what he had to do, because he didn't want to leave some regrets like he had done in the Impossible Zone.

He was glad he didn't have his familiar guy behind him when he left, which was what he wanted. Leaving no regrets is his current principle. If given the opportunity, he would tell the people he knew about his past in the untouchable, a decision he made in his heart. But it had to wait until it was all over, and that was something he had to finish.

Karl walked through the ashes of the Afaria Mountains, passing through any jungle that was not a great hunting ground, and he would subconsciously glance at the bushes and look at them with a wary gaze for five or six seconds before looking away. If you want to survive, you must learn to observe your surroundings at all times. It's a strange place, with many unknown dangers, just as someone in the untouchable yellow sand can be killed by a deadly bullet at any moment.

To reach the lava cave, he would have to travel half of the Affalia Mountains to the entrance to the underground cavern that Krent told the Duchy, which would be a long journey. Within his calculations, he should be able to get there in the evening. He thought that if he could, it would only take one night, and one night would be enough for him to carry the head of the monster in the lava cave back to the surface. It's not blind self-confidence, it's Carl's determination. "Bullet Raven?" is a title for me......10