"What's wrong, Maffeo?" asked Marcos, a little curious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Nothing. Maffeo hurriedly wrapped his cloak around his left arm and left the door of the tent.

"Is there anyone in there?" Freya gestured to the tent, and Maffeo nodded.

"Are you also the adventurers who came to take part in the crusade against the Wizard Sisters?" said the woman as she stepped out of the tent and said suddenly, much to the surprise of Maffeo.

The four of them looked at the woman—she looked quiet on the outside, her brown ponytail draped down to her waist, her face beautiful, and a black cheongsam that perfectly fit her body. At least in terms of attire, she certainly wasn't from Belmar. She always seems to have a faint smile on her face, which makes her seem gentle and kind.

After a few people talked to her, they learned that her name was Kamili Ella, who was from the Void Ancestor and had traveled around the Arad continent for her training. The Void Ancestor is a martial kingdom from the east of the continent, where even a child or an old man can play a few sets of punches and kicks for you. The most interesting thing is that Xi Lan, one of the legendary Four Sword Saints back then, was a Void Ancestor. After the Cave of Sorrow incident, he returned to the Void Ancestor to run his own dojo, and he has been until now.

Camilli seemed to have forgotten the curse she had just seen, and she didn't talk about the ghost hand the whole time. Freya seems to be very interested in the telekines she can use, and Camille has a great interest in Freya from the Celestial Realm. Either way, there are areas between the two of them that they don't know about each other.

Since Freya is a woman, she naturally enters the same tent as Camily, who is getting better with her. After Maffeo repeatedly confirmed that the other tent was empty, Marcos and Carl entered the tent at his beckoning.

As night fell, what little noise remained of this silent forest fell silent in the darkness of the night. The campfires crackled and the adventurers returned to their tents, and on this cold night, no one wanted to stand outside and blow a cold wind that almost pierced their skin.

Through a crack in the tent, Maffeo could faintly see Uma standing alone in the camp, as if he was thinking about something. But what made him even more strange was that in such a cold weather, he didn't seem to feel any chill from winter. Maffeo remembered the cold aura that had emanated from his body before, maybe he would be an ice mage.

Another shadow reflected in the firelight drew closer to Uma, who seemed to notice the shadow. He turned, and the cold expression that had been hanging over his face disappeared in favor of a look on the one he had seen at the person he loved.

"Mirna. Uma whispered.

"Uma, what are you doing standing here alone at night?" it was a girl who looked to be only about fifteen years old, with a little immaturity and cuteness on her face. She had crimson hair, and a magical robe of white, red, and black draped over her body. Like Uma, she also has a pair of pointed ears.

"It's nothing, but why haven't you gone to rest yet?" Uma touched her cheek, feeling a hint of heat.

"Hmph, are you trying to teach me a lesson?" Mirna leaned her face closer to Uma, which made the flush on the latter's cheeks worsen. "How...... How could it be. ”

"If you don't go back, Mr. Gillens is going to be angry, he's been waiting for you. ”

"What... What?Mirna, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Uma clearly didn't expect.

"What do you say?" Mirna stuck her tongue out at him mischievously.

Uma rubbed her head with her hands and trotted all the way to the tent where Girence was. Halfway through the run, he seemed to remember something, and he turned back and stopped in front of Mirna, who tugged at his face and said, "What's the matter? Aren't you afraid that Mr. Gillens will scold you to the death?"

"It hurts... Actually, I want to tell you... Be careful tomorrow when you go to deal with Krach. Uma rubbed the left side of her face.

"Looks like you look down on me?" Mirna tapped Ummah's head with her wand, causing the latter to let out a cry of pain. "I should go to Mr. Gilens, be careful tomorrow, Milna. Uma covered her head with one hand as she trotted toward the tent where Gillens was.

Mirna stood still and looked at Uma's back, sneering.

A wave of drowsiness came up, and Maffeo, who had seen all this through the gap in the tent, yawned, looked at Mirna's figure, and then at Marcos, who was sleeping on the side, and whispered, "Well, it's all crazy." ”

The noise woke Maffeo from his sleep, and the morning light shone through the tent. He sat up slowly, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He glanced to the side, where Marcos and Carl were no longer there, and he realized that he was the last to get up again.

Maffeo opened his tent, trying to adjust to the morning light with his hazy sleepy eyes. A voice that made him angry came: "The dream is finally over, it's good that you got up before we left, otherwise you should have stayed here alone with the cold wind." ”

"Angry bastard, Marcos. Maffeo muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

The magicians divided the adventurers in the camp into two groups, and Marcos, who had already planned before, naturally pulled Karl to stand in the group that crusaded against Pinocchius. Camilli took the initiative to stand with Freya, and it could be seen that the relationship between the two was getting better and better, although this almost familiar relationship was incomprehensible to Maffeo. He sighed helplessly, and then leaned into the tent to look at the older magician, Gilens, who was informing the adventurers of the mission and some precautions for the trip, although they had known it yesterday.

From the distribution of the number of people, it can be seen that Pinocchio's strength should be stronger than that of Krach, and on Krach's side, including Maffeo, Freya and Camilli, there are only six scattered adventurers, and there is only one magician - Mirna. On the other side, it was almost half of the camp, and several young magicians led by Uma were all there.

When Gillens finished chattering, he waved the staff in his hand, and the tent that had been standing in the camp disappeared under the power of magic. This also caused Maffeo, who was leaning on the tent, to sit directly on the ground, and Gillens frowned, and he whispered to Umma. The latter hurried to his side, and Gillens looked unhappy, believing that Maffeo, who seemed so lazy, was not up to their commission.

Markos propped his forehead, as if he felt that his face was about to be lost. Freya walked up to Maffeo and held out her hand, "Get up." ”

"Thank you, Freya. Maffeo blushed a little and grabbed the hand and pulled himself up from the ground.

After Uma whispered a few words to Gilens, Gillens put away the unhappiness on his face, and then he seemed to lose interest in Maffeo and began to order other things.

It wasn't long before Gillens gave the group the order to go, and he himself walked in the direction of Huttonmar, escorted by two magicians who looked slightly older than Uma. It can be seen that he was not involved in the mission, although it is unknown why.

"We're breaking up here, good luck to you. Marcos looked at Maffeo and Freya.

"You too, Marcos. Maffeo raised his hand.

"I'm leaving, Uma, and I'll see you at the academy then. Mirna waved at Umma. Uma smiled, and he waved his hand in response.

Marcos watched Milna lead Maffeo and his party away from each other, if he didn't worry about Maffeo, it was absolutely fake, at least he still had a lot of worries about the ghosts and gods, Marcos prayed silently in his heart, and then walked towards the east of the Gran Forest under the call of Uma.