Zal was back, just before dawn. Although it seemed that he was no different from when he left, not even a little traumatic, Adjani knew that he had succeeded. Because she smelled a subtle change, a cold, almost cruel smell of blood, Adjani didn't know if Zal was aware of it, but she chose to be silent carefully.

Everyone has a space next to them to protect themselves, and for others, standing outside of this distance represents safety, especially living on a gimbal. For this, Zal is clear, and Adjani is also clear, they both maintain this distance in tacit understanding, or rather, try to avoid the so-called "truth".

But there is one thing, Adjani is still very happy, because she can finally relax and rest for a while after not sleeping all night. The constant sound of the forest last night had almost tormented her madness, sometimes like a low whisper, sometimes like a terrifying roar, sometimes erratic, like someone was constantly watching her, and she did not even dare to close her eyes at all, even for a moment.

So, after seeing that Zar was safe, she yawned softly, showed an apologetic look, and fell into a deep sleep. She trusts Zhal, though she can't tell her why.

There was still some time before dawn, and the originally dark forest seemed to fade its color at this time, and it was a faint gray. The pale yellow flames were still burning in the firepit, and a layer of black and white grass ash had accumulated under the dark red charcoal that had broken into sections.

Zar filled it with some more firewood. When the fire was burning again, he looked at the girl who had fallen asleep and carefully retreated under the tree next to her. He was adjusting his breathing. Or rather, it calms the restless blood, the boiling blood—the red liquid that rushes wildly in the body is like flowing molten steel, burning every inch of skin.

He remembered how he felt when he smelled the strong smell of blood in the forest, as if all the cells in his body resonated with joy, and tasted the pleasure in the depths of his soul. He remembered the loss after being away from the battlefield, and it seemed that some kind of desire in his body was howling wildly. Vent your disappointment and dissatisfaction with the owner of this body.

Zar sat under the tree, holding a piece of wood from the Renon tree in one hand and "Destroy" in the other. The long hair hanging down from his head covered his eyes, and one knife after another, hideous green tendons and blood vessels all over the back of his hand, full of demons. The carved faces are all terrifying demons...... Clearer than before. More realistic than before. Crush, start again, crush, start again...... Zal kept repeating the same motion, sitting there, over and over again......

The rising morning sun finally broke through the clouds on the horizon, spreading a soft warm light on the cascading emerald green canopy of the jungle. Birds flying through the forest flutter their wings. Tweeting, as if a reminder of the arrival of a new day. A light, translucent mist rises through the cracks in the forest. As it swirls, the light that shines into the forest shines with colorful spots.

The girl wrapped in the cloak moved slightly, blinked slightly with her somewhat misty eyes, and woke up, to be exact, awakened from her sleep by the scent that had penetrated her nostrils. Turning her head, she first saw the broken wood and sawdust scattered all over the place under the big tree not far away, and after being stunned for a moment, she found the "familiar" figure on the edge of the fire pit.

A smile appeared on the girl's face hidden under the veil, and she stretched out an arm and barely stretched her waist, her complexion looked much better than yesterday. "Good morning, Zhal, what are we going to have for breakfast?" she chuckled as she looked at the few grilled fish that Zal kept rummaging, as if she had woken up not in the deserted forest, but in the comfort of her bedroom.

Zar paused, turning his head to look at the girl. "Good morning, my young lady......" he said in a tone that sounded like the most conscientious old butler, "we have here a few tender grilled fish, and a few goro nuts with droplets, and, of course, freshly broken breadvines, and a few roasted mushrooms being baked. ”

Adjani was stunned, couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out laughing. It's not the hysterical kind, it's more like hearing something very unbelievable and laughing uncontrollably. She covered her lips under the veil with her hands, laughed and trembled, her eyes full of bright colors, and looked at Zal curiously.

"You, are you sure you're a gladiator?" Zar ......," she pressed to her chest so that she wouldn't choke, "I, I didn't think I'd have such a hearty breakfast on a day like this. ”

Zar smiled too, but he didn't say anything, just shrugged his shoulders as it was. Then he pulled up a grilled fish on a wooden stick, took the washed wild fruit, and a small glass of water in the husk, and walked up to the girl. "Taste it, eat as much as you can, we're a bit far away today. He said.

The girl nodded in agreement, took the food, took a few sips of water, and then ate it carefully, but her eyes looked at Zal from time to time. "One question. ”

"Please......" Zar retreated to the edge of the fire, continuing to trumble with a few other grilled fish.

"Don't you even have to sleep?" asked the girl curiously.

"Not for now. Zar replied simply that he hadn't needed a lot of sleep since he started a series of mental toughness trainings. In this regard, Zar also deliberately asked the half-elf with concern, but the latter's answer was simpler. He said that if you want to not sleep, the wood elves who are proficient in assassination martial arts can ensure that they do not sleep for half of the natural cycle, such as Gavila, which is the result of training, so don't worry too much.

"Why?" the girl asked.

Zal raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, I don't know what it is......"

Adjani seemed to have thought that this would be the answer. "Is that what you like to say?" she broke a small piece of bread vine and chewed it in her mouth like a snack.

This is the least rude answer I can think of. Zal said honestly.

"Oh. In that case, it seems that I would like to express my sincere gratitude for your understanding!" said the girl, pretending to be angry, turning her gaze to the grilled fish by the fire. It seems to feel a little strange. "Do we need to have so many things for breakfast? You don't think you'll want to eat them all?......" she looked at the many wild fruits on the ground, and smiled a little.

"Of course not. Zar shook his head, "These foods are our dry food for today," he explained, "I mean, I'm afraid it's hard for us to have the opportunity to sit down as leisurely as we do today." Light a campfire and enjoy a comfortable meal. up"

Adjani nodded in understanding. "The stalker. Did you kill you?" she asked for the first time about last night.

"Hmm. Zar carefully wrapped the grilled fish in leaves and placed it on top of the spread of leather, along with the fruit and breadvines that were used to satisfy the hunger temporarily.

The girl clapped her hands. Finished breakfast. "That's the case. Will we still meet those who are chasing you?"

"Maybe not. Zal thought for a moment, then turned to the girl and grinned. "But whether we can meet or not depends on our luck and how you lead the way, my young lady. ”

Adjani raised her eyebrows, her expression lit up. "Finally I can play a role, thank God, this feeling of being taken care of all the time is so bad. She sighed.

Zal smiled and shook his head. It doesn't matter. "By the way, how are you doing now?"

"Don't worry. No problem. The girl tried to stand up, but was quickly stopped by Zal.

"Wait, I need to change your dressing first, so it will make your journey easier. Zal said.

But as the girl listened, an unnatural flush appeared on her face. "Do you have to change it?......" she looked like a child discussing with her parents if she could skip the potion. However, there is another meaning that Zar does not know, for Adjani, as the injury improves significantly, the original kind of illness and treatment suddenly gradually has a trace of instinctive resistance or shame, which is a very strange change.

"I'm afraid, no......," Zal shook his head, "because I'm not sure when the next time we'll stop and rest......" he said embarrassedly, "maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow." For the sake of your injury, it's best to change it before you go. ”

The girl's face kept changing, as if she was struggling with something, and finally, she sighed as if deflated. "Okay, okay, then listen to your ......"

Zaal took out the remaining goo again and crouched down next to the girl, who looked to him with her cheeks turned to the side and her eyes closed to look like a prisoner waiting to be executed in a dungeon. He couldn't help but wonder if his wound was so poor?......

Untying the bandages and carefully removing the leaves and ointment from it, Zar carefully cleaned the girl's wounds with a damp linen. The wound was neat and clean, the blood was bright red and there was no discoloration, and Zal nodded reassuringly. With the Lord God on top, he couldn't help but be a little grateful for the miraculous ointment that the half-elves had taught him.

Judging from the current situation, Zal couldn't imagine what a difficult predicament it would be to face an injured girl without this powerful healing medicine. Not to mention finding an opportunity to kill the tracker, it's himself, I'm afraid he has to think about how to get out of the "Hidden Tilt" alive, right?

"What, what's wrong?" came the girl's voice, which sounded thin and soft. "Is it a bad recovery?"

Zal came back to his senses and looked up into the girl's gaze, and what he saw in it was not panic or fear, but calmness, as if she could accept any outcome. "No, it's good, it's unexpectedly good. Zar smiled encouragingly.

"Well, will there be a scar?...... the girl's face turned even redder, but her voice was a little unexpectedly eager.

"This ......" Zal's brain was a little uncontrollable jumper, could it be that whether there was a scar was more important than whether he survived? "I can't guarantee it, I mean, probably not......" His forehead sweated slightly.

The girl seemed to relax suddenly, and let out a long sigh of relief. "Thank God for the best. ”

Zar couldn't understand the other party's thoughts at all, and hurriedly reapplied the medicine with his hands and feet, and bandaged it carefully with the remaining curtain. After all the work was done, he wiped the sweat from his forehead as if he had fought a tough battle, and stepped aside.

The girl, on the other hand, gently moved her injured shoulder, held the trunk behind her with her other hand, and struggled to her feet. "Thank you, Zhar. She thanked her sincerely, and although she still looked a little weak, she should have passed the most dangerous stage.

Zal shook his head with a smile, as if remembering something, and said, "By the way, you have a dagger, I know this." I would like to ask, what do you know about weapons, or ?...... combat aspect"

Without waiting for Zal to finish, Adjani naturally picked up the conversation. "Of course you can't compare to you, Mr. Gladiator," she said, tucking her long brown-blonde hair from her ear, revealing a confident expression. "Short swords, daggers, bows and arrows, crossbows...... These are things that I've been training for since I was a kid and I'm still very confident in myself. ”

Zar nodded noncommittally, he was not surprised by this, if the heir of the Efaran family did not know any fighting skills at all, it was an incredible thing.

"What do you mean?......" Adjani was a little confused by Zal's thoughts.

"Nothing, just asking. "If you're all right, let's go." After receiving an affirmative answer, Zar wrapped the hooded cloak and dry food in a leather package and tied it to his shoulders.

The fire pit in the makeshift camp and the trails left behind by Zal did not take any measures to cover it up. Without the existence of the tracker, he didn't believe that the mage and his men would be able to find this place, let alone that the other party would be able to catch up with him after finding it.

In the end, Adjani's physical condition was confirmed several times, and Zal finally ended the escape journey with emotion and embarked on the journey back to Yuntai. When they came out of the jungle and saw the "Broken Silver Fall" rushing down again, the girl laughed happily, and her eyes radiated with excitement. As for Zal, he looked at the top of the waterfall, but he had another question in his mind—where are the losers of last night licking their wounds now......?