On the way back, Marcos paid special attention to the area he had passed by, and strangely enough, there seemed to be no strange smell there. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Keja didn't react at all, which made Marcos wonder. Either way, there are so many strange things here.

By the time the three of them returned to the group, it was late. Most people just want to get a good night's sleep after a day of fighting, and maybe sleeping in the water is a strange feeling, but in any case, it's a strange experience for most people, maybe it's once in their lives.

"We'll take care of everything, I think you should take a break. Marcos said to Camilli.

"Yes, that's right. ”

"Come here, Camille, I never expected to be so happy to see you. Freya waved at Camille not far away, who smiled and walked slowly towards her. Although she had regained some strength along the way, it would still take a long time for her to fully recover after using such a powerful Nian Beast.

Uma and Mirna stood in a corner, the two of them seemingly abandoning some of the arguments that had always been aroused. And Mirna didn't override Uma to give him all kinds of instructions, now they just whispered to each other on the ground in front of them with all kinds of magical materials. It can be seen that they have encountered something difficult to solve.

"Can you confirm what is blocking the teleportation array?" Mirna asked, playing with some magic materials, to Umma.

"Preliminarily, it should be the breath of the sea of the sky that has affected the teleportation magic array, and this damn breath is everywhere here. I don't know, the Sea of Sky is huge, and I can't confirm its magic distribution. Uma was holding a mana detector with some thick depth of magic that had filled the entire mirror.

Milna crossed her hands on her hips and kicked the coral shards on the ground in annoyance. "Damn it, I should have understood. ”

"What's wrong, Mirna?" asked Umma.

"When I came here before, I sensed some of Bakar's magic. Damn, I should have thought it would have an effect on the teleportation circle. She looked frustrated, and when she finished speaking, she crouched on the ground with her hands around her knees.

Uma was silent, knowing that Mirna was a little guilty of this. The other party hoped that everyone who was exploring could return to the west coast to rest through the teleportation magic array, but under the influence of the magic of the sky and sea, this was obviously not possible. Uma couldn't help but smile, Mirna was like that, should I say if she was kind or her pride was at work.

The rations were only three days' worth of food, and it was obvious that it was impossible for the people to carry large quantities of rations with weapons and various auxiliary alchemy potions, which meant that they had to find a way to replenish them, otherwise there would be no place to provide food in the deep sea. However, the first day of exploration only cleared the area on the outskirts of the palace, although the number of magic puppets eliminated was staggering, which proved that they were facing an entire army of light.

Through Camille and Randall's exploration, they were able to at least prove that the area directly in front of the palace was completely unlit at all. And the appearance of the enhanced magic puppets undoubtedly made a chill ooze from the bottom of everyone's hearts, these guys have amazing combat power, and they know that it is difficult to deal with them without casualties.

Maffeo and Calanhill had the only good news, with an almost continuous chandelier on the west side of the palace. There is no doubt that it is definitely the best option when there is lighting. So the next day, the direction of everyone's exploration was naturally clear, and they explored deeper into the interior along the west side of the palace.

The night is always peaceful, and this is played out in the already tranquil palace. Maffeo ultimately failed, and Caranhill's slalom was so physically draining that he thought it would be impossible for him to learn in a short period of time. Frustrated, he was ridiculed by Marcos, and naturally. But after each taunt, Marcos would come forward and comfort Maffeo in a ridiculous tone.

As Marcos said, happy first day. Although the road ahead was only a darkness that could not be seen, they ensured that there were no casualties to the greatest extent, and there was nothing more joyful than no death.

Carl pinched a cigarette and sat alone on a stone slab looking out into the darkness in the distance. Often at night, his thoughts will routinely drift into the distance, which seems to have become a habit. Marcos walked over slowly, and in order not to disturb the other guys' sleep, he lowered his voice: "Can't sleep? I believe that no one can fall asleep in the sea water that can breathe very smoothly." ”

"No, just remembered something. Carl shook his head.

Marcos sat down next to Carl and made a lighter in his hand, and he laughed at the same time. Karl looked at Marcos' movements, and then laughed as well. A large part of the understanding between the two seems to come from burning cigarettes. "It's hard for a smoker like you, isn't it?"

"You know...... Carl's expression was bitter, and indeed not being able to smoke made him look a little annoyed.

"I think we need to do something different. Marcos raised his hand. "Like, talk about something. ”

"What do you want to hear? There is no story to tell, there is only sand, endless sand. Carl said indifferently, he was used to not being able to live like a mouse.

Marcos pouted, "If you don't want to tell you, I can tell you a story about me." ”

"Very gratifying. ”

"Okay, that was 5 years ago, at the time of the First Battle of the Eritar River, and it had been 3 years since I first left Wille. I was 19 years old at the time, and three years ago I left Villele on my own journey with Wolff's teachings, which he said would make me understand the meaning of life and the value of existence. I didn't really understand what he was saying at first, sorry, I don't think you know Wolfe. He was the eldest ghost swordsman in Viller, and he specialized in teaching future cursed people like Maffeo and me some fighting techniques and knowledge about ghosts and gods. He's a good guy, and I'm sure he has a mind for ghosts. Malcoston paused, and couldn't help but smile.

"So why you and not Maffeo?" Karl asked the first question.

"Quite simply, Wolf thinks it's not time for Maffeo yet. It's just that when I came back later, Wolf was obviously old, and he wasn't as responsive as we were when we were kids. It's a shame that he agreed to let me take Maffeo on a trip without noticing. Marcos was still smiling, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Carl saw what was in Marcos' eyes, but he didn't say it, he just raised his hand slightly and motioned for Marcos to continue. "You know, freaks like us are always despised and even cursed by some of the guys. But at least when it comes to hunting monsters, we have an advantage that many hunters don't have. The senses of any ghost swordsman are a little stronger than the average person, though far less incredible than those dark elves. ”

"So you earn a living by taking commissions?" Karl asked, the established fact.

Marcos took out the jug and took a sip of water, moistening his throat. "That's right, even though I had only some negligible combat experience at the time. But I received a commission to hunt griffons on an estate on the plains of Amiens, and only because it was paid. 20,000 gold coins plus some very rare alchemy materials, this is a great temptation for the ghost swordsman who is wandering outside. I needed the blacksmith in Faroe Bay to build me some good quality equipment, so I was short of money, but I had placed an order, and promised that I would bring enough money, and I even told the blacksmith out loud not to doubt my ability. Marcos smiled wryly, it was clear that he had suffered a lot.

"Marcos, Carl. Since you're not sleeping, I think there's something you can do to help. Uma hurried up to the two of them and whispered.

"No problem. Marcos stood up, then turned to Carl again. "I'll talk about it next time I have time. ”

"Let's go. ”