"There's a situation!" Tregra's ears twitched slightly, and he immediately reached out to stop his companion behind him.

It was worthy of Amani's elite troops, and the order was forbidden, and the team of more than a dozen people instantly quieted down.

With the sound of footsteps, a red lightning bolt suddenly burst out of the bushes not far away.

No, it's not lightning, it's a chocobo!

An elf with a stout branch grasped the reins with one hand and controlled his crotch mount with ease, his gray hair fluttering in the air, brightly reflected by the setting sun.

Tregra's eyes narrowed slightly, he grabbed the stone hand axe at his waist, and slowly aimed at the galloping elven boy.

However, a thin, strong arm held him down.

Turning his head in confusion, Tregra looked at Kergas viciously, his anger speaking.

"I advise you not to make any mistakes, the master has finally found the approximate location of the betrayer, and if these elves are guarded, it is very likely that they will fall short. Alyssa pressed her delicate fingers against her lower lip, the tip of her sexy tongue whirling mischievously on it, and the rippling appearance of her heart made those Amani elites swallow and saliva.

"Hmph, maybe this little cub is your target. Zulkin gave the order to cooperate with Kergash, and Tregra, though dissatisfied, did not have the courage to disobey Zuaman's overseers, and after muttering a word, he withdrew the axe back to his waist.

But no one expected that he would be a prophecy.

As he galloped, Ranros seemed to sense that something was wrong, and grabbed the reins violently, and the chocobo under his crotch suddenly raised its body and stopped tremblingly in place, while the lame man behind it still sat firmly on its back.

Turning his head to look at the hill behind him, he saw a bush shaking constantly.

A question mark crossed Lanlos's mind. Was it windy just now?

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

......

Somewhere along the coastline of the golden sand beach, fishmen shuttle back and forth, sometimes bringing out withered branches from the forest, sometimes picking up a large handful of dead grass from the meadow, or picking up decorations such as shells and conch shells from the beach and the sea, and building their own villages in full swing.

That's right, the village. These fish people want to take their place on the golden sands.

Hidden behind the reef, Solace spat out the chewed bonegrass in his mouth, crumpled it into a ball, and then lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing a hideous wound.

The charred skin and flesh twisted together, and even though they had scabbed, they still seemed to smell roasted meat.

Nichole and Lanlos are not wrong about Solace, he is a qualified ranger, but his opponent, the fish-man shaman, exceeds expectations.

It's not about strength, it's about the means of hiding.

Solace didn't expect that the slightly larger fish-man to be a shaman!

Damn spellcaster, you've got a staff!

Applying bone-setting grass chips evenly to the wound, Solace's face distorted in an instant with a sharp pain, but soon, a cool sensation appeared from the wound, making him breathe a long sigh of relief.

This fish-man shaman is very clever and not only does not wear any trinkets to prove his identity, but also hides himself from other fish-people. It wasn't until Solace launched his usual intimidating attack in an attempt to drive the fishmen away that the beast threw a lightning bolt.

Fortunately, it was only hit in the chest, and fortunately he was wearing a standard leather armor brought back from the army, otherwise he would have really been stumped.

Bandaging the wound with a linen bandage, Solace spat at the fish-man who was setting up camp, and was about to get up to report on the return trip, but when he turned his head, he froze in place.

Not far from the coastline, a cluster of shrubs grows tenaciously in the middle of the beach, so abrupt and conspicuous. What's more, Solace can be sure that, at least a minute ago, there was nothing but sand there!

Stunned, the Elven Ranger seemed to remember something, and immediately shifted his gaze downward, and through the gap between the branches and leaves, he clearly caught a strand of long brown hair fluttering in it.

Ilana, damn it! I warned her a long time ago that disguise is all about the environment, the environment!

As Solace frantically froze, Irana's clumsy disguise caught the attention of the fish, who gathered towards the stubborn bushes growing in the sand.

If you continue like this, there is only one dead end, run away!

Solace clung to the edge of the reef, eager to tear it to pieces, but no matter how excited he was, Ilana was destined to lose sight.

Seeing that the enemy was getting denser and denser, Ilana was not stupid, gritted her teeth fiercely, and removed her disguise in Solace's desperate gaze, leaving a dazzling silver flash in the air with her exquisite long sword, accompanied by a continuous tearing sound, and scarlet blood scattered in the gold and silver brilliance.

"Disgusting fish-men, hand over Solace, or I want you to look good!" Easily injuring several unarmored fishmen, Ilana shouted at the crowd, but if you listen closely, your voice is shaking.

Fish-people are indeed timid, but they are not stupid, Solace can't scare them away, and Ilana can't do it.

However, Ilana's sudden appearance and the act of injuring her companions caused the fishmen to be terrified, and they froze in place for a while, and both sides fell silent.

"Danger!" Solace's eyes widened when he sensed something, and he rushed out of the hiding place as soon as possible, wanting to step forward to protect the girl, but it was too late.

Whoa!

A blue flash of light suddenly burst out from the crowd of fish, drawing a blinding arc in the air, and in an instant, it came to Irana's eyes.

"No!"

Rumble!

Solace's heart-rending wail was cut short by the deafening explosion, and the Elven Ranger stared blankly at the lightning and sparks in front of him for a long time, and then slowly turned his head like a machine, looking at the man and the bird that had just emerged from the bushes, his face dazed.

Lanlos breathed a long sigh of relief, and had to say that his luck was too good, the fireball technique and the lightning arrow were both small and swift spells, and it was no less difficult to control one side to intercept the other than to shoot bullets with bullets.

But he did!

With a hard tug of the reins, the chocobo took a heavy step forward, golden sand and gravel scattered in all directions, and the mystery and power of the caster caused the fish-men to retreat without a low roar. Even the shaman who had just launched the attack was shocked and chose to hide in the crowd and watch.

"Solace!" Ahead, Ilana, who was out of crisis, had not had time to express her gratitude to Lanros, and she was suddenly pleasantly surprised by the familiar face that appeared in her sight.

As soon as he made a move, a crutch was appropriately in front of him.

"Grandma, can you take a look at our situation first?" whispered to stop the girl's impulse, and Lanlos's gaze stayed on the shaman who had been trying to hide himself from the crowd.

Knowing that Solace was fine, Ilana was obviously much calmer, and she became nervous for a while when she noticed that the fish people around her kept screaming impatiently.

"Come up slowly, we need to get out of here. Lanloth never stopped looking at the fish-man shaman, and his cold eyes and the fact that he had just successfully intercepted the lightning arrow undoubtedly made the latter put Lanloth's strength in a very high position.

And this became Lanlos's opportunity.

"But......" glanced at the position of Solace, who was disguised again, and Ilana stopped talking.

However, in the moment of her hesitation, a fish-man of the same size as the shaman suddenly burst out of the crowd, screaming and throwing the spear in his hand with all his might.

No, that's not a spear! Yes, fish bones?

Seeing a white streamer galloping towards him, Lanlos immediately grabbed Ilana's arm: "Go!"

Someone took the lead, and the originally quiet fish-man instantly boiled, picked up the things at his feet, and threw them at the two elves with a shout, while struggling forward with his thin legs.

Ilana naturally didn't wait for death stupidly, and turned over and sat in front of him with the strength of Lanros. The weight on its back doubled, and the chocobo let out a wail of displeasure, but a scorching air rush rushed up in its back, forcing it to obey Ranloth's commands.

Don't look at the fact that these throws are not lethal, and don't forget that there is a shaman hiding in the crowd.

"Watch your back!"

As she turned, a blue flash flashed across Ilana's line of sight, and a lightning bolt tore through the golden sunset and flew straight at Lanloth's back.

Boom!

The crisp cracking sound resounded across the beach again, but this time, Lanlos didn't bet on whether Lady Luck would be on his side.

The charred sawdust flew in all directions, and as the green smoke rose, only half of the cane in Lanlos's hand was left. Although it was a spell, the non-conductive nature of the wood alleviated most of the damage, and although the crutch of Lanlos seemed ridiculous, it did not suffer any damage except for the blasting power that made the tiger's mouth slightly numb.

"Bye-bye!" Ranros was about to give the chocobo a little more strength as he waved half a branch, but as he watched the sparks flickering on it, the latter had the foresight to burst into a loud chirp and rush forward as if desperately.

Although they were both two-legged, in just a blink of an eye, the chocobo had disappeared from the sight of the fish-man with Lanlos and the two.

As for Solace, if such a big riot can't get out, it's dead......