Before meeting Lance and Moore, who was already in the team at the time, Vina, who could be said to be quite miserable, did not have any "friends", and the lack of friendship and communication with her peers and the same sex was also a problem she faced for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That's why she cares more about Christ's presence than anyone else in the squad. Although the girl's delicate features were often filled with indifference, it was for this reason that Vena imagined, could she, like me, have had the same tragic experience as me, and that she would turn away the care of others with such a cold attitude because she was afraid of being hurt?

From the very beginning, Vina's concern for Christopher was not simple, like the concern for "companions" that she did for Moore and Ralph, who joined the team shortly after her, but had a deeper meaning.

Should it be said that it is "sister" for "sister", or other feelings?

Therefore, when Christopher also expressed "seemingly indifferent" indifference to Lance's death, Vina was angry at first, but quickly calmed down. When the crusade against the pirate camp came to an end, Christopher said goodbye, and her "more" apathy when she returned to the Lighthouse City, made Vina worry about her again.

Fortunately, while fighting the storm, the girl's performance caused the boulder hanging in the sorceress's heart to fall to the ground. And after that, this invitation to Yasqi made Vina feel a little "flattered".

Perhaps, Christopher is really gradually opening up to herself.

"yes, that's amazing. ”

The inexplicably excited Vena's response from "cold" came from Christopher's mouth, and it was something that the sorceress had never dared to think of before to hear such meaningless but meaningless content that would make the conversation work.

Wrapped in an ice blue robe that had not changed for thousands of years, Christopher was still sitting beside Vina at this moment. The turquoise light that appeared in her left hand was the source of energy to control the magic carriage, and her right hand was intertwined with the other, which was slightly rougher and grayer, and it was undoubtedly Vina's hand.

Such a small gesture did not attract the attention of others.

- Her hand was so warm and silky, I was reluctant to let go.

Thinking about it in this way, in response to this "warmth", Vina couldn't help but muster up her energy, and continued to think hard about the next topic, trying to add some color to this slightly monotonous and boring journey.

Although, no one cares.

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It's April 41st.,The dull day passed quietly.,The night is back to day.,The sun's rays are sprinkled all over the earth.,Everyone's journey to the school capital of Lessem has just ushered in the early morning of the next day.。

Thanks to the "generosity" of Bishop Theodor of Yasqi Church, the journey from Yaski to the capital of the school park must take nearly twenty days to reach by horseback or carriage, and it only takes less than three days to reach, and the mobility of the new magic carriage is enough to change the times, as long as its cost can be reduced somewhat.

Well, it probably only needs to be lowered by a few hundred times or so.

"And then, at that critical moment, Captain Lance suddenly ......"

Continuing the previous day's "no words to say", Vina is also working hard to "liven up the atmosphere" today. As mentioned earlier, today's topic is the heroic deeds of Squad Leader Lance in the past.

"yes, that person still has such a time. ”

Like yesterday, the only one who could give her a decent response today was Christopher.

There is no way around it, and since Yasqi received an order from his superiors to set off in a hurry, Mohr seems to have been in a bad mood.

In fact, from the time he received the news until now, even when he was eating or about to fall asleep, in a state of confusion, Mohr had been thinking about one thing.

It's not that I'm guilty of "not being able to fulfill my promises", but why did my superiors give an order that "I will never be allowed to participate in the operation to exterminate the bandits around Yaski" with the Order?

It's just incomprehensible.

The warriors didn't care how the "big guys" at the top of the Society learned about the agreement they had made with the mid-ranking cadres of the Order a day earlier, and then gave orders. What he cares about is why the association must stop itself by order when it is a good thing that is beneficial to the common people.

Is it just to "rush to the magic school as soon as possible"? No, there must be some deeper reason behind this.

It was this "deep-seated reason" that made the former Northwater soldiers, who were not too good at thinking, think hard, and are still pondering with their cheeks on their cheeks until now.

"Ah......hh Why the hell, why do you want to sit on this thing, when will you get there...... Uncle me, uncle, I really can't stand it......"

Beside him, he muttered to himself that Ralph, who had eaten his stomach badly because of overeating, and now had to spend another day and a whole day on his most unacceptable "vehicle", the big man no longer had the strength to cry and howl yesterday, and there was no doubt that he was not only "seasick" but also "motion sickness", and because of this strange problem, his face was the color of eggplant.

Ralph and the vehicle may be inherently incompatible, and any means of transportation, even the Northwater people's best horseback riding, will make the big man feel dizzy and uncomfortable. Just like when I traveled to the pirate camp on the Peninsula, the magic carriage was no exception.

Because of this problem of the strong men in the northwest, the team's previous mode of action was basically on foot, and only in case of emergency would they choose to ride a horse or take a carriage.

By the way, it was Moore who rode with Ralph when he rode the horse.

"The fog, more and more, is 'smaller'. ”

It was Troy who abruptly interrupted Vina's intrigued narration of the expressionless Christopher, and muffled Ralph's struggling complaints, and the young man, who had been looking out of the glass window since he boarded the magic carriage, did not say a word until this moment, a rare change in the scene that he had noticed.

"Ha, the word "thin" should be used here. ”

"No, fog should also be described as 'small'. ”

First there was a slight smile in Vina's voice, and then, it was Moore who subconsciously spoke her mind.

"Eh, because it's the 'Misty Moon', of course the fog that only appears in April should be described as 'thin' and the opposite 'thick', right?"

"However, 'big' and 'small' are applicable in many situations...... No, forget it, none of that matters. ”

The frown dissolved at this moment, and discussions like this that didn't really need to be concluded made Moore suddenly understand that some things don't make sense and don't think about them anymore.

Thinking too much will only make you more distressed.

"That's right, then, I'll move on to the events before Christopher came to the team...... Hey, Troy, you can listen to it too!"

"Hmm. ”

The smile never faded from the sorceress's face. As if to make up for the weakness of her body in the past ten days, Vena who filled herself with abundant vitality did not care that there was a "half-dead" Ralph opposite.

"Oops...... What kind of sin is this......"

Of course, the wails of the Northwest Han were also ignored by everyone in Vina's enthusiastic narration.