The two talked to Edward Sr. about what had happened on this trip, though Maffeo was still surprised that Marcos had freed the spirits again, which was not a good thing for him or himself. Although the old Edward didn't show any expression on his face, he was still a little worried in his heart, after all, the fate of his son was likely to reappear on the two young people in front of him.www.biquge.info

The door to the guild was pushed open, and three figures walked in. Maffeo looked at the third figure, Camilli, in surprise.

"I've invited Kamili to join our guild. Freya smiled.

"Well, that sounds... Pretty good. Maffeo didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to say something he didn't even know what he meant.

"Are you drunk? glad you're joining us. Marcos slapped Maffeo's head and smiled at Camille with a welcoming smile.

Camilli obviously didn't care about such a thing, and she practiced a strange etiquette, at least for everyone present. When they chatted with her next, everyone knew that this was the inherent etiquette of the Void Ancestor, and in any case, she was a very polite woman, just like Freya. Etiquette is essential everywhere, and although Maffeo and Marcos don't stick to this formality, it's a basic form of respect anyway.

It's always lonely and lonely to train alone, which is one of the reasons why Camilli joined the Eagle Guild. Her master also once warned her not to neglect her most important friend because of her deliberate experience. Friends, this is familiar and unfamiliar to many people. Interests, deception, genuine friendship?Time will give people an answer that they want to know. But in every sense of the word, it's a must-have for those who wander alone.

It was evident that old Edward was glad that the dilapidated house, which had been quiet for decades, had been energized by a group of young men, and although he always said that he would miss the peace of the past, at least in his heart this kind of talk was not convincing, and he liked the present scene, because it was the vision of his son Mahad.

The bulletin board in front of the town hall posted a list of those who had crusaded against the Wizard Sisters the next morning, including those adventurers who had lost their lives, and who were a group of people who deserved respect. Since Marcos had spoken to Uma before, the list did not list the names of the Eagle Guild members in detail, but instead simply the words Eagle Guild. And the people on the list who belong to the Hutton Marr mercenary group are clearly listed, which naturally includes Randall. For the Principality, it would be better to be more detailed in this kind of matter for this group, which in a sense belongs to its jurisdiction, and this is what the ministers would like to see.

In the next few days, one by one, the commissions were sent to the Eagle Guild, and people's trust in the guild was gradually accumulating.

The sound of his hand banging on the wooden door slowly entered his ears, and Maffeo stepped forward to open the door, thinking that someone had sent a commission, and Maffeo was surprised to see the comer—it was Uma.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Maffeo clearly did not expect to be the person who came to visit.

"I have something to do with Marcos. Uma's voice looked a little anxious.

"Hey, Marcos, someone's looking for you. Maffeo turned around and shouted.

"Don't be so loud, my head is numb. Markos exaggeratedly put his finger over his ear and walked over. "Uma, what's the matter?"

"You should know Sothia, the proprietress of the Moonlight Tavern, right?"

"Of course, what's wrong?" Marcos stumbled as he tried to sort out the commission, causing a small curse from the latter.

"I need you to come with me to Sothia, something important......" Uma was a little hesitant, though the expression on his face was clear that something was important.

Although Marcos still didn't understand what this had to do with Sothia, he turned around and greeted the crowd before accompanying Uma in the direction of the Moonlight Tavern.

Maffeo looked at his back and cursed quietly, even though it was routine for him.

"Marcos, you've brought someone I don't know again, you really have a lot of friends. Sosiya carried a goblet full of red wine as always.

"He is, so to speak, my friend. Actually, it's that he has something to look for you, maybe it's important. Marcos replied.

"There's been a lot of important things lately. Sosia looked at the wine in the glass and said word by word.

Uma took out the gray crystal that Pinoche had dropped from his pocket, and Sosia frowned slightly when she saw the crystal, "Please forgive me for being rude, but my tavern does not welcome items with an evil aura. ”

"This thing was dropped by Pinocchius?" Marcos looked at the gray crystal, its color looking like a nightmare.

"Yes, I think this thing is the root of the mutation in the Gran Forest. Uma spat out something that surprised Marcos.

"Show me. Sothia took the gray crystal, and Marcos, who wanted to examine it carefully, spread his hands helplessly.

After some careful examination, Sothia said to Uma the answer that the latter wanted to know this time: "This thing is indeed the source of the monsters of the Gran Forest, and the aura emitted by this crystal is exactly the same as that emanating from the sky city on the west coast. Are you satisfied, magician?"

"Thank you very much. Uma retrieved the crystal, and at this moment in his heart, what he was going to do was confirmed.

"Hey, I'm not sure why, but this thing is the root of the mutation in the Gran Forest, right?" Marcos' eyes stared at the crystal.

"It's true. Sosia brought a glass of rum to Marcos.

"Anyway, a drink is the most important thing. Marcos picked up his glass and began to drink. Uma just stood quietly and waited for him to finish, never seemingly interfering with such personal interest.

"So, what are you going to do next?" Marcos asked Uma as he finished his glass of rum.

"I'm going back to the West Coast to find Dean Sharan, she's always wanted to know about the root of the mutation in the Gran Forest. Thank you again for your help from the Eagle Guild, at least now that the Gran Mori has regained its calm, I think if you're interested, your next target should be Sky City. Uma held out her right hand, which was a sign of friendship.

Marcos shook the hand: "I don't think it will be for the time being, there is still one thing that Maffeo and I have not finished in the Gran Forest, and everything is not settled yet." ”

"That's okay, I don't think the peace in Sky City will last long......" Uma paused, apparently disturbing his mind for some reason.

"Don't think too much, my friend, if you need help with anything, feel free to come to us. Marcos smiled to show the trust that had been built up invisibly. Uma nodded in thanks, and after the friendly courtesy was over, he walked briskly out of the tavern.

When Marcos returned to the guild, he almost collided with Maffeo head-on, and the two of them rubbed their faces in unison, and the sudden impact was obviously very painful for both of them.

"What are you doing, dude?" complained Maffeo.

"How would I have thought that you would come out out of nowhere. Marcos rubbed his face, trying to make his pain a little less.

"Well, man, I don't have time, this commission from the Duchy will have to be completed by noon. Maffeo didn't continue to argue with Marcos as usual, he just waved the order in his hand.

"Go ahead, it's time for you to do something on your own. Don't worry, if Master Norton comes, I'll receive him. Marcos patted Maffeo on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry for you. Maffeo replied briefly, and then hurried towards the outer line of Huttonmar.

Marcos looked in the direction where Maffeo was going, and muttered, "The principality's commission, the outer line, what a strange ......"