Aside from the fact that the evil thoughts gradually grew stronger over time, there were no accidents in the cemetery during the time the two of them waited. When the team arrived, the two were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Excavating the bones of the evil dragon sounded like a very terrifying thing, so most of the people in the team turned pale, as if they would be consumed by the evil thoughts of the evil dragon in the next second.

Looking at the reluctant but having to do the job at hand, Marcos couldn't help but feel some sympathy, but that's all he could do. Everyone has to do their part, it's a must. If you use all kinds of reasons to avoid what you don't want to face, then I'm afraid that the monster has already swept the entire Arad continent.

The leader of the task force also conveyed Gal's follow-up instructions to the two, and to be honest, Marcos didn't like the feeling of being ordered by someone else, not to mention that he hated Gal a little bit now. But Garl's follow-up instructions were always good, and she sent the two back to Camp Afaria to prepare for the elimination of the dragon. Marcos roughly calculated that the crowd would have at least two to three days off before all the preparations were made.

"Let's go. Marcos nodded and walked towards the entrance of the cemetery. He and Fett had been in the cemetery for about an hour or so, which greatly increased Marcos' disgust for the cemetery.

Fett clearly had some concerns, and she said to Marcos uncertainly. "What if they have an accident while digging up the bones of the dragon?"

Marcos paused and looked back at Fett. "At least don't think about that for now, okay?"

"Do you really think so?" said Fett, suspiciously, not insisting that it was inappropriate for the other party to do so, because it was Garr's instruction after all, and she believed that Gal would not convey a confused instruction because he had drunk too much.

"What else can I do? Come on, go back. Marcos said impatiently.

"You go back first, I think I should stay here to make sure the collection is done. Fett replied categorically.

Marcos retracted the steps he had taken, "Since you insist on staying, then I'll accompany you." ”

"No, you can go back first. The previous battle with the ghost Liz drained your sword oil, and you'll need to go back and remake a bottle of sword oil to deal with the dragon. ”

"Well, be careful yourself, Fett. Marcos sighed.

"I will. ”

When Marcos leaves, Fett begins to think seriously about Marcos' reaction and Gal's instructions. Obviously, it was impossible for the cold woman not to notice that after she and Marcos left, the team had no resistance to sudden danger. So Fitt guesses that the only possibility is that this is a test for Gal. She's always been strict with the adventurers in the camp, so it's like something she did.

But Marcos's reaction was a little puzzled, because he didn't look like someone who couldn't see through the other person's thoughts, but he was in such a hurry to leave that Fett had to speculate if he had some kind of purpose. Unbeknownst to her, of course, Marcos smiled as if a little ghost had seen his prank succeed after walking out of the graveyard and back to the surface. "Forgive me, Fett. But I think we have to be apart for a while, otherwise some feelings will affect our judgment and actions. He looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

Of course, he knew what kind of situation he would put in if he played this trick, and if a new monster appeared in the cemetery, she would never be able to deal with it alone. Because Marcos knew that the monsters that appeared in the Dark Elf Graveyard were usually in clusters. But he chose to gamble, and at one time he seemed to be a less mature gambler. He didn't leave anything behind to make himself feel, and in the dark elf graveyard full of magic, even if he left something that could be perceived, it would be overshadowed by those magic.

For Marcos at this time, even the turbid air in the Afalia camp was fresh. He felt this way every time he came back to the surface from the underground cavern, but this time it came a little later because of Fett. He pondered his feelings with Fett, and finally came to a conclusion—it was too early. He thought that this relationship might need time to precipitate, because it was too abrupt now.

"It's amazing to me that you would do that. "Keja appeared coldly behind Marcos, this ghost god is like that, it always pops out when the hell is not expected.

"I've had enough of you, you know?" Marcos replied angrily.

"Admit it, you're not going to get out of there without doing anything. Rest assured, this is a secret between me and you, even though you are motivated by a kind of boredom. ”

"So, you showed up to tell me this?"

"Of course, I must warn you, don't expect that young lady not to find out that you used séance, I can see her thoughtful expression now. ”

"You just have to protect her when you're in danger. Marcos shut down heart-to-heart communication, refusing to continue the conversation with Kaija. It was easy for them to be penetrated by the ghosts and gods in their own hearts, which is why Marcos had always avoided letting them out to "breathe" when he was not fighting.

Camp Afaria was filled with a lot more tension than before, and a large part of the tension came from the preparation for the destruction of the dragons. Gal was a man of action, so as soon as she returned to the camp, she instructed her men to prepare. Well, Boken really chose the right guy, and if it was someone else, maybe the preparation wouldn't have gone as smoothly as it currently is.

But Marcos thinks that the guys in the Duchy may have a misunderstanding of the dragon. They seem to think that by sealing the dragon's bones with magic, they can easily destroy the dragon, but Krent repeatedly stresses that the dragon's power is not as bad as people think, at least it is not as vulnerable as the minotaur, but who would listen to a dark elf?

Compared to the dragons in the Dark Elf Graveyard, there is another thing that bothers Boken now, and that is the team led by the Duchy's ambassador who set out from the camp to explore the underground caverns and try to find a way without knowing the information about the road to the Dark City. It is said that they have been missing news for half a month, and this time can also coincide with the time when the guards of the dark elf graveyard were killed.

Marcos, who returned to the camp and met Boken, quickly confirmed that the answer was in his pocket—the corner of his coat that he had first found in the Dark Elf graveyard. Boken wouldn't want that to happen, but that's the hard truth.

"You mean it's the ambassador's corner?" asked Boken, incredulous.

"Don't lie to yourself, Boken, take a closer look at the stripes on the corners of your clothes. "Marcos snorted.

Marcos was right, Boken was just deceiving himself, and although he didn't know about the ambassador's relationship with Boken, it seemed that he was now hated and saddened and annoyed. "I ...... I should have stopped your ......," Boken said, shaking the corner of his coat.

"I'm sorry, Boken, but they went to the wrong place. Maybe everything happens quickly, and one choice will decide everyone's own fate. ”

"We must destroy the dragon as soon as possible, and there must be no new victims. Boken clutched the corner of his coat and said firmly.

"Everyone in the camp is working hard to achieve this, so please tell Gal not to rush anyone for the time being. Dragons aren't monsters that can be easily dealt with, and if you really think so, maybe we'll be the ones who die in the Dark Elf Graveyard. Marcos warned one last time.

"I'll remind Gal, thank you, Marcos. Boken nodded.

"Glad to hear you say that, see you later, Boken. ”