"Still no more news?"

Shirinfell asked softly as he stood at the top of a hill in the woods, looking out at the blue sky in the distance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 A mischievous gust of wind swept her long silver hair in front of her, and she just raised her hand and pulled it away casually.

The trees of the Breeze Forest, or Tranquil Forest, are dominated by evergreen banyan and mulberry trees. During this time, the wizards of the kingdom have purified most of the areas contaminated by the magic power, and the leaves dyed dark purple by the magic power absorb fresh nutrients, gradually restoring the emerald green that it should be. A small number of the dead trees have re-sprouted - the remaining ones are confirmed by the messengers of nature and removed and replanted with new saplings.

Despite the late autumn, the forest is greener than it was in previous days.

Demonic creatures that have been affected by the tainted magic, but also have the possibility of restoration, are guided by the messengers of nature to come together to wash away the excess magic in their bodies with the secret art of life, while repairing damaged and mutated organs. Those who were too deeply affected were temporarily pacified and taken to the nearest town of White Pine. In the near future, they will be trained to control the magic in their bodies, which can significantly reduce their suffering, and they will also be excellent animal companions.

Everything seems to be going smoothly, but it is only in the eyes of everyone.

"Yes, no news has come and no visions have been observed." The Erna guard, who was standing across from the silver-haired woman, saluted and replied respectfully.

Shirinfell frowned slightly, as the leader of the Nature's Emissary, she needed to pay attention to much more than the scenery in front of her. More than forty days have passed since the guards stationed at the entrance to the Mystery Lock brought Eska's letter more than forty years ago, and there has still been no new news.

Eska, Yudina and Amberly, as well as the five members of the 'Lilianor' Regiment, are all extremely talented and kind-hearted young people. She didn't want any of them to venture if she could. After all, except for the three people of "The Oath of the Lily of the Valley", none of the exploration teams that entered the maze returned.

However, the news they brought back also proved the necessity of this journey.

A large number of demons appeared inside the Locks, and presumably their true purpose had not yet been achieved - she wondered what the demons were up to in mind to invade the continent, or to use it as a testing ground for some kind of plague from the abyss? Either way, it may leave another indelible scar on the El Continent.

The only thing that gave her some peace of mind was the branch that grew with the key to the Lock, and except for the one that Eskar had returned with the letter, the other seven still showed no signs of growth.

This means that the rest of the keys are still intact and their holders are still alive. But on the other hand, that meant that even if reinforcements were sent to the inside of the lock, only three more people would be sent at most - one of whom would have to wait for nearly half a month.

Ten days ago, she had sent several messengers to request assistance from forces other than the Elna people. There is no shortage of powerhouses on this continent, and the leaders of the Wizarding Federation, the top Templars of the Church, or former members of the Brigade have the ability to change the situation with just a few people.

It's just that most of them don't stay in a certain place for a long time, and it's not easy to find them. So far, only three messengers have brought back the message.

Pope Oswald declined her request, citing the recent instability and the Templars' busy surveying the surrounding area. This reason is not to excuse herself, even the current kingdom, for the same reason, has deployed most of its mobile forces on the border, resulting in a somewhat limited number of people at her disposal.

The great wizards of the Federation are powerless to analyze 'a new discovery'. She was almost certain that they were referring to the reappearance of the Eda Divine Technique. In their reply, they suggested that they could consider destroying the entrance and exit of the Lost Lock—but even if they didn't care about the exploration team still inside, destroying the original exit of the space would actually prevent the demons from leaving.

The only slightly helpful reply came from Vanka Collens from Brigade.

"I'm too old to get involved. However, there is a 'young man' who may be here for this, so please be patient."

That being said, there isn't much time left for them.

As mentioned earlier, the kingdom is not stable around it. Information from the royal capital indicates that the Oron Empire in the south is in full swing, and the Saatchi in the north seem to have miraculously united and gathered under the banner of the Violet Empire. Even the Fritzians, who live in the ocean to the east, have a tendency to loom close to the coastline.

She didn't know what they were thinking. Even if only two empires are pitted against each other, the Forest of Tranquility between the two will probably no longer be peaceful. To this end, the kingdom has also mobilized, and more than half of the elite guards and natural messengers have been directly dispatched by the royal capital to various borders to monitor any suspicious movements; The rest were stationed in the royal capital and several important cities to guard against infiltration and surprise attacks by potential enemies.

She couldn't be sure that the demons in the forest were mere coincidences or connected to the nations' war preparations. She hoped it wasn't the latter.

"What about your analysis of the environment, Isaith?" She walked down the hill to the wizard of the first rank, who was frowning and looking at the report, and patted him on the back.

"Don't bother me while you think about it!" The wizard seemed startled and a little dissatisfied, but he still answered the woman's question, "Confirm it's magic from the abyss." By comparing it with historical samples, it is estimated that the source is the Rotten Swamp, the 540th layer of the Abyss, a filthy place. The lord is Freges, who was promoted about 30,000 years ago and has been quietly staying in the center of the swamp ever since. He stroked his chin and said slowly, "Of course, there are many rumors from all over the abyss about the above information, and the time is too long for me to be believed. ”

Don't you like the lord of activity...... In a sense, it's good news, the silver-haired woman thought. But as such, it remains a mystery why it, or its men, came to invade such a continent that could not be called vast. The path to the abyss was now sealed, and she lowered her eyelashes, wondering if there was another way to determine the cause of the other party's actions.

A dazzling line of fire descended from the sky and landed in front of Shirinfell and Iceth, bringing a gust of hot wind that scattered but did not ignite anything. The flames spontaneously coalesced and became what seemed to be a teenager.

"You're the one in charge here?" The boy raised his head and asked in a crisp voice, his tone devoid of respect.

"I'm Shireinfield." The silver-haired woman bowed slightly, "Welcome, Master of the Flames. What are your plans? ”

"My name is Hart!" The boy seemed to be quite satisfied with Shirinfell's attitude, he patted his chest, his face full of confidence, "Tell me what you found, and then I'll take care of it!" ”

This is probably the 'young man' that Mr. Vanka mentioned, and the silver-haired woman nodded to the other with a little peace of mind. As the embodiment of the elements, they most likely possess powers close to those of wizarding leaders, as well as several unique talents that are powerful enough to be a powerful booster.

She explained the past situation of Yuffie and others, what she had done since she came here, and the clues she had collected and analyzed, and explained them to the teenager one by one. After listening to her story, the young man pursed his lips, raised his chin, and snorted disdainfully.

"It turned out to be the garbage down there." He waved away the big behind him and sneered, "Bring the key, watch me go and burn these robbers into roast pigs!" ”

"Thank you for your help." Shireenfell took out the two remaining branches from his bosom and handed one to Hart, "May the wind blow on you." ”

"I'm not here for you." The young man took the blade, looked at it curiously, and put it in his arms, "If it weren't for those garbage stealing my power without restraint, I wouldn't have bothered to make this trip!" Anyway, I'm going to make them understand that the 'Fire Lord' Hart is not to be messed with! ”

When the words fell, the boy turned into a ball of fire and disappeared in an instant. Shireinfell and Iceth glanced at each other, seeing the relief in each other's eyes, as well as a vague sense of worry.

- What are the demons doing to provoke even the neutral elves of the inner realm?

"I have to ask you to continue the analysis thing." She looked Iceth in the eye, "The sooner we confirm the reason for the demon's actions, the more time we have to prepare." ”

"Needless to say, I understand." The wizard chuckled and replied.

In this way, I finally put an end to my heart for the time being. All that's left is to do what is going on and wait for the triumph of the exploration team, the silver-haired woman thought to herself.

She turned into a nimble swift and threw herself into the work of being a messenger of nature.