Escaping from Queen Anna's Tree Cave Prison, which imprisoned outsiders, Rog and the others followed the queen's footsteps and quietly marched through the jungle at night, relying on the aerial reconnaissance of the little owl Lilith, they easily followed the queen of the dryads who walked ahead, and followed her without being detected by her.

"A few great magpies have just reported to the queen that the two stinky priests are heading west!" said the little furball, which fell from the sky, jumped onto the brim of Rogge's black broad-brimmed hat, and hung down with its claws on it.

"Very well, little bat, there are so many birds in this jungle, have you done anything to prevent them from ventilating the Queen?" said Rogge, tilting his head to avoid the little furball blocking his view, and helping himself with the wide-brimmed hat that was about to be pressed against her eyes.

"I'm so smart, of course I've thought of it a long time ago!" the little furball swayed triumphantly, swaying his round little body left and right in front of Rogge and shouted, "I have told the birds along the way that we are friends with the Queen, and we must surprise her so that they don't tell the Queen!"

"That doesn't sound like a good reason, you second-rate little liar, can't you think of an excuse that isn't easy to goof?" said Rogge with disgust as he dodged her little body that swayed left and right to block her view.

"Hmph, you have the ability to think of a better one!" said the little furball as he stopped shaking, propped up his wings and pouted his eagle's beak.

"I'm ......" Rogge was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled around, he cleared his throat and reached out to grab the little furball from his hat and said, "Whatever you want, I don't have the heart to think about this now, go and continue to follow the queen, don't stand in my way here!"

"Hmph, big idiot, I can't think of it and make excuses!" the little furball turned around and sneered, flapped his wings and flew away.

Rogge shrugged his eyebrows, and suddenly heard the schadenfreude of the Guilty Breakers' Guild leader Wood next to him gloating: "Haha, people outside must not have imagined that the lone wolf would be ridiculed by a small bird, and when I return to the imperial territory, I must talk to them about this matter in the largest tavern in the imperial capital!"

"I'm okay, do you want to take that little bad bird with you?" Rogge looked back and laughed teasingly.

"I'm not that stupid!" Wood glared back at him, touched the thick beard on his chin with his hand and said, "That little bird of yours is not a good person like you, and she stole that gold coin I lost!"

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence, Lilith won't admit it!" Rog said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's all your training!" Wood rolled his eyes at him angrily, and strode forward, Rogge smiled, looked back at Lisa and Catherine who were following behind, and saw that they were walking hand in hand very harmoniously, so he quickened his pace and walked forward.

"Miss Lisa, I'm ......" Seeing Rogge in front of her and them at a distance, Catherine mustered up the courage to turn around and whisper to the Amazonian guide beside her, "I want to say...... Sorry ......"

"Why did you tell me I'm sorry?" asked Lisa, her eyes wide in curiosity.

"You know, I'm really sorry about what happened when we parted, I didn't want to do it, but ......," Catherine said apologetically and reproachfully.

"Oh, I see," Lisa's words startled Catherine, who continued, "I heard Rogge and Murphy say that you and I used to protect two priests together, but then I was injured and you left me, are you sad about this?"

She grabbed Catherine's arm tightly and smiled affectionately at her: "Don't take it personally, since our mission is to protect those two people, then our own safety is not important, their safety is what we need to focus on, you don't have to blame yourself for leaving me!"

Catherine looked at her dumbfounded, not knowing what to say for a moment, she wanted to explain to Lisa that she didn't mean that, but wondered why she used such a rhetoric to avoid herself, she knew she was talking about wounding her with the butt of a gun, but why did she pretend that nothing had happened?

At this moment, Murphy, who was walking behind, followed and gently put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, and the girl subconsciously looked back at him, and heard Murphy say: "Miss Lisa is right, our personal safety is not as safe as the safety of the Hallows, Catherine, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

He raised his hand to stop Catherine, who was about to explain, and walked side by side with her and Lisa, saying: "Miss Lisa's previous injuries were indeed very serious, causing her to lose part of her memory, but it doesn't matter, after Rogge's efforts, she still believes and is willing to help us, she is so kind, I believe she will not blame you for leaving her." ”

"Mr. Murphy is right, I can't remember what happened, but I know you are all good people, and I admire you, Miss Catherine, I agree with you about love, and although we Amazons cannot be with our beloved for the rest of our lives, our hearts also yearn for it!"

Lisa's words were so sincere that Catherine sounded moved, and she looked back at Murphy, and from his kind gaze, she could see that he understood his own mind, but he didn't say it, because he believed it would be good for everyone.

"Thank you, thank you!" Catherine gratefully turned her head and kissed Murphy on the cheek, seeing the happiness flashing in his eyes, her cheeks couldn't help but blush, and she turned around and kissed Lisa again, Lisa happily held her hand, and the little flower spirit sitting on Catherine's shoulder also showed a relieved smile when she saw this.

At this moment, Rogge, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and whistled them lightly, and the four people behind them immediately became vigilant, only to see Rogge and Wood hiding behind a bush at the end of the forest path, beckoning to them, and motioning for them to lower their bodies and come over.

Catherine, Murphy, and Lisa trotted over to Rog and Wood, and cautiously peered out from above the bushes to see Anna, the queen of the dryads, standing in front of a small clearing, with three towering trees in a triangular arrangement in front of her, with their thick trunks that required three of them to hug each other.

"You let those two guys go?" asked Queen Anna, staring disapprovingly at the three trees in front of her.

The old tree headed by Her Majesty ...... Queen, the old face on the trunk said helplessly: "We can't help it, they are not ordinary people, they have powerful divine power, and the deterrence of that magic is something we can't resist." ”

"Divine magic?" Queen Anna frowned at the words, and muttered to herself, "Are the people of the Holy Order?

"Queen, they seem to be carrying some kind of treasure, and I see that they are carrying a package shaped like some kind of treasure box!" said another old tree in the front right, mysteriously.

"Perhaps, they stole some rare treasure, and were chased and escaped by mistake, and there was not a little girl with them before? Maybe it was a gang of thieves!" said the third old tree with a look of uncertainty and a prophet.

"That's enough, it's none of your business!" the queen shouted, and the three tree spirits suddenly closed their mouths and looked at the queen with big eyes, and Queen Anna ordered them to hold the place, and no one was allowed to pass, and she walked past them quickly, disappearing behind the first tree spirit.

When the queen left, the three trees immediately wrapped their roots and rattans around each other, sealing the triangular gap between the three trees and sealing the only pathway.

"What are we going to do?" Seeing this, Catherine turned back to Rog and asked, "Are we going to kill these three tree men?"

"Oh no, I'll have to correct you first, they're not tree people. Rogge pointed to three old trees chattering with each other and said to Catherine, "These are dryads, they don't look much different from the treemen, but they can't walk, they can't rise from the ground, but they have magic that the treemen don't have, and you can think of them as the magicians of the trees." ”

"Mr. Rogge is right, there are some such dryads in the Sun and Moon Forest, and Master Augustine will visit them often. Monica agreed.

"I see," Catherine suddenly realized, and she glanced in the direction of the dryads, and said with a whim, "Isn't that a good thing to do?

"I don't think it's as simple as you say, but we can try. Rog winked at them, motioning for them to stay where they were, and he suddenly leapt out of the bushes and rushed at lightning speed towards the vine wall that closed the road between the three old trees, his winged blades flashing red and slicing across the surface of the vine wall.

Within five seconds, Rog had returned to Catherine and the others, and everyone looked at the place where the winged light blade had slashed, and found that the surface of the vine wall was not damaged in the slightest, not even a single dead branch was broken.

"Something seems to have passed just now?" the three old trees, who had just been arguing with each other, suddenly turned their heads to look at the empty clearing, and one of them asked curiously.

"You must be dazzled, you old thing!" the other sneered.

"You dare to laugh at me for being old?" The old tree who was ridiculed glared at him and said proudly: "I am indeed older than all of you, but I am by no means that kind of old and useless thing!"

"You old thing, you're older than me, what's the joke!" cried the third old tree, unconvinced.

"He knows who to brag and fool!" The old tree who laughed at the man laughed and said, "If you ask the birds in this forest, who doesn't know that I am the oldest, and the flowers and plants in this forest are my descendants!"

The three tree spirits became more and more vigorous, fighting for the red ears and no one was convinced, and everyone hiding behind the bushes looked at each other, Catherine turned back to Rogge and said, "It's better to use the super fire bolt to destroy their road blocks, and while they are still arguing, we will speed up and rush over!"

"No, the Super Fire Gun is too loud and will alarm the Queen. Rogge stood up and smiled at everyone, "I have a way!"

He jumped out from behind the bushes, strode over to the three old trees, took a cigar from his tobacco pouch, lit it, and brought it to his lips, stopping five paces away from them, and exclaiming, "You want to know who is the oldest, why don't you ask me?"