"God Namu bless!" Sersi's exclamation, along with the torches, drew a low arc along the dark and quiet edge of the pool, a move that nearly burned Allen's small hair. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"Hey, hey, be careful!" the latter exclaimed, dusting his head.

"Don't make any noise!" Sersi called out again, then looked around uneasily. "You two, look down," he said, gesturing at his feet as he swept the shadow-black shadows around him, "this is not the first time we've seen this situation. ”

Alan lowered his torch and shifted his gaze from his companion's furrowed brow to the soles of his feet.

"Looks like someone is going to bring us bread again. Mike stood up and muttered.

"I'm sorry, three adults. Steven opened his mouth boldly, "Excuse me, what are the footprints of this thing?" he held his head high, his gaze swept back and forth over the three of them, "You've seen so many footprints before?"

"Of course!" Allen's eyes sharpened with his voice. "Just before we left for Elidu, passing through the Dragon's Blood Forest, we encountered one strange thing after another. He paused, and the downward torch turned his features into a terrifying silhouette. "Don't be afraid, Steven, these footprints..... Listen, it's like something is crying....."

Steven tugged at the corners of his coat, trying not to let fear and cold sweat show his face, and began to listen with wide eyes. "Yes..... I didn't hear anything, Lord Allen. The little one swallowed uneasily.

"But I hear you....." Alan smiled grimly, "You just asked me, what are the footprints of this thing?" he coughed lightly, and his features became hideous. "These are ghoul footprints. Legend has it that a great war broke out on the continent of Sumer, and countless Sumerian ancestors met in the Dragon's Blood Forest, and at our feet, countless loyal souls and remains are buried. Later, they become ghouls, eating away at the flesh of travelers at midnight..... Listen, they seem to be coming, Steven, I hear them calling you, they ....."

"Ai, Ai, Allen..... My lord, I-"

"You're enough, Alan!" interrupted Sercy, who was sitting on the rock.

"Alright, Steven, it's time for midnight story, go feed the horses. Mike Lang said. After a few days of recuperation, Mike, who is in good shape, has long since returned to normal, and all thanks to the careful care of the red-haired wizard.

"Yes..... Duke, I'm afraid ....." Steven swallowed, his eyes trembling with his thin body.

"He lied to you!" Sersi handed the torch to the little one, "These are wolf footprints, and although there was indeed a great war here, there are no ghouls in this world!"

"....."

"it, what a lot of!" Alan cried out patting Steven on the head.

"Alright, man, don't waste any more time. Sersi patted the mud off his boot and got up to pick up his longbow.

After about a quarter of an hour, Mike successfully lit the campfire by the edge of the huge rock, while Steven led four tired tall horses and kept sliding around the campfire's lighting until Alan returned with two mallards and drove him to a place where there was more grass. "Hasn't the bread been delivered yet?" he tossed the two ducks aside, freed his frozen hands, and rubbed them around the warm campfire.

"Not yet, maybe that guy only prepared three servings, but when he got here, he found that there were four of them!" Mike looked at Steven's trembling back and smiled, "Where's Sersi?

"He found an elk. Alan shrugged and sat down on the rock.

"Oh....." Mike replied absentmindedly, then sat down by the campfire. "Man," after a brief silence, his dark eyes looked at Alan through the campfire, "Now, the mountain pool has been found, huh?"

Alan raised his eyebrows slightly. "Yes," he admitted, then smiled lightly, "what, what do you want to say?"

Mike squeezed out a small smile. "Are you Dalton people so alert?" he raised his thick eyebrows, "I remember, Kenny always did, and he knew what I was trying to say before I even opened my mouth." ”

"It's you who are too obvious," Alan told him, "and you put everything on your face and don't hide it in the slightest. He smiled, and before Mike could open his mouth, he added, "If you want to ask, where do we go to Kenny next?" My answer is, I don't know, because he really didn't have anything left. ”

Mike pulled out an oilstone from his package and pulled the bear's head saber out of its scabbard. "You're wrong this time," he whispered, "man, it's not far from our station.....

"Residency?" Alan frowned slightly, "Oh, really?" he picked up the duck he had just left aside, and then pulled out the horned dagger that Sersi had given him from his waist, "You mean, give up pursuing Kenny for a while, and return to the garrison for two days?"

"We've got a lot of trouble, but .....," Mike said, standing up with his broad, bare back and sharpening his bear-headed sword with a stone, "we should go back and see, so thought Sercy, and we discussed it that afternoon." ”

"How far is it?" said Allen, skilfully cutting off the duck's head before picking up another, "It seems like we've been out for a long time, and I've forgotten about it." ”

"If it's the three of us, four days, counting the one who drags its feet, five days at most. Mike sharpened the blade again, and the screeching sound of the stone rubbing against the metal gave him an eerie sense of security.

"Do you have to go back?" Alan cut off the head of the other duck and rubbed the blood-stained dagger blade against the duck's feathers.

"I promised Kenny that I would take good care of Nina. Mike stared at him through the campfire, the stone in his hand grinding on the blade of the sword again, "Cercy needs to go back to see Winnie too, and you need to see your birdman brother and little Lind, right?"

After a brief silence, Alan Muna nodded.

When Steven had finished feeding the horses, and had dehaired, washed, and roasted the poor mallard over the campfire, Sersi dragged back a whole elk. At this time, the night sky was full of stars, a crescent moon rose up the mountain, and the wind rested at the bottom of the canyon, except for the ancient pine leaves that emerged from the mountaintop, as if the storm had never stopped on the top of the mountain.

"So we're about to return to the station?" said Sersi couldn't help but salivate as he smelled the roasted meat.

Alan pulled out his dagger and cut off a small piece of duck meat from the fire and threw it into his mouth. "Hmm. He chewed twice, and the oil juice ran down his cheeks, "Anyway, our lord's heart is like a needle, and even we can't find him, so what is the Tielin Army afraid of?"

Mike shrugged. "Is there any other choice?" he sighed, "let's go back first, and as for where to go next, let's discuss it when we get back!"

"Three adults, I'..... I'm going to ..... you too," Steven looked up, "Excuse me, where are you going?"

"A place full of ghouls!" Alan turned his head and smiled grimly.