Ivan had never thought that there would be a hybrid of demons and humans in this world, and he was stunned by his own thoughts, and his whole body shivered unconsciously. However, he did not hear the answer of denial. The face of the silver wolf was full of solemnity.

"Why? Aren't the demons living on the other side of the sea......?

Obviously, he thought of this possibility, but at this moment, he felt as if a bucket of ice water was poured over his head. Rumors of the Nome clan flashed through my head: there were ghosts on this side of the island thousands of years ago, and the ships that came here never returned. Could it be that the ancestors of these people lived in this archipelago thousands of years ago? Ghosts and other scary things were created by them in order to prevent outsiders from discovering their existence?

The little wolf suddenly stomped the foot of the "ghost" next to her. The "ghost" and the villagers all stood motionless, as if they were attending a funeral. The nimble wolf quickly seized the opportunity, and she struggled to break free of the "ghost's" hand and rushed towards the house where Ivan and Aisha were

"Ivan, let's go!" she cried out, "we can't stay in this village!"

"No, no......" Ivan replied. The chill gradually spread from the top of his head to his fingertips, as if his entire body had lost consciousness. The little wolf stood still, glaring at Ivan in disbelief and incomprehension.

Ivan gasped for breath with difficulty, and even his breathing became so heavy. He stared at the silver wolf, his gaze like a cold knife, but with indescribable bitterness.

"How many more villages like this are on the island?"

The silver wolf was silent. There were so many people inside and outside the house, but not one responded. He saw that the silver wolf's expression was as cold as iron. Sort of figured it out.

Why are all the villagers of Cod Village like relatives, why are they so united, because they are "ostracized by the whole world", so only each other can be trusted. The thought of the entire Banba Island, the entire "Ghost Islands" full of such people, made Ivan feel as if he was trapped in the abyss, even if they were killed from this village, where would they go? Without the "Blue Eagle", would they have to rely on ordinary fishing boats to return to the land of the Nome tribe? Where would they hide if they stayed on the island? They became enemies of the entire archipelago.

"You said you didn't want to do things for Sloth. There was no collusion with her. You're not the same as the demons, aren't you?" Ivan looked into the silver wolf's eyes, "The village chief said that you are a human and you can't become a demon. Since it's human"

He pulled a turquoise badge from his bosom. on the coat of arms. The emblem of the two-wheeled pentagram was clearly visible in the silver light, "You know, we are members of the Wizard Alliance. If you really don't want to do things for the demons, you shouldn't be embarrassed by the Demon Alliance that protects the human race. If we were to fight for both sides here, the happiest person would be Sloth. He paused slightly, and his tone became more solemn, "I won't tell the secret here, let alone tell the Alliance, but if something happens to us, the Alliance will definitely know!"

After saying that, Ivan actually put away the magic power on the Phantom Light Sword, raised his hand and held down Aisha's gun. There was a commotion outside, and the accomplices of the silver wolf in the room also widened their eyes in surprise, and their expressions seemed to have seen monsters.

The silver wolf laughed, and he struggled to prop up his head, and smiled miserably.

"Do you want to say that you are not hostile to 'people' like us?"

"It depends on whether you're closer to the demons or to the humans. Ivan said, "Prove it to me." ”

The agitation became louder, and the silver wolf's eyes lit up, and the strange rust-red pupils flashed not only in shock, but also in a little ...... Hope. No one approached, and all eyes were on Ivan and the silver wolf.

The silver wolf took a deep breath.

"Yes, I bet! You didn't kill me, nor did you kill any of the villagers, so I'm betting that you're not our enemy!" shouted the silver wolf in an oath-like tone, trying to sit up. Only then did his accomplice rush over to help him.

"Mighty magician, what shall I call you?"

"My name is Ivan Yafir. Ivan lowered his eyes and looked at the silver wolf's bleeding wound, "The wound is deep, you still ...... Hurry up and bandage it. ”

The evening of the previous day, far away in Idglasius in the Anglo region, where the headquarters of the Wizarding Alliance was located, Master Laxis Flotica stepped out of the carriage and hurried into her Tower of Prophecy.

The Tower of Prophecy is located in the southwest of the outer city, and from the top of the tower you can see the other side of the strait, and there are many rooms in the tower, which is a great place to entertain guests. Ascending the spiral staircase staircase strewn with crystal prisms, Laxis stopped at a sandalwood door paved with red and black velvet on the sixth floor, and instead of knocking, she pulled it open and walked inside.

The room was covered with a thick woven carpet of pure black, without a hint of bulkiness, and Laxis's boots stepped on it without making a sound, and by a silver-lacquered desk, Caterina Sellingho stood up.

"Sorry for the delay. Laxis gasped for breath, a hint of fatigue, and she closed the door, and suddenly the whole room was quiet enough to be heard. This room has no windows, and even if someone tries to spy or listen with magic, they will be immediately discovered by the Holy Magister Laxis. It's fairly safe to talk here.

"Is Borenfuz in trouble with you again?" said Selin, with concern on his face.

"It's not the first day he's been bothering me, and I wonder if he'll let me go for a while about Sloth's escape. Laxis walked over to Selin and frowned, "You said you had something urgent to find me?"

"Yes, the information related to Sloth, the two children you are going to take care of have sent me a letter from the hunters, they must have found something. Selin smiled faintly and placed the letter from Ivan into Laxis' hand.

Actually, Selin didn't have to go back to Idguera City, she only needed to go to the city where there was a magic alliance office, and she could get in touch with Idguera through the magic communicator, but Selin didn't want to do that. If you do that, too many people will know the news.

She knew that not all clerks could be trusted, and that Laxis wanted to talk to Sloth alone, and if anyone else knew, she might be used as a lever for someone with a heart. In addition, the islands mentioned in the letter should be within the territory of the Nome people, and if they are not handled well, they may cause new wars.

Before leaving, Selin told John Afil not to leak the news, and she rushed to the city of Idgrasia herself, hoping to deliver the letter to Laxis in pass.

Laxis's hand holding the letter shook suddenly, and as soon as her fingers loosened, the letter floated to the desk. Selin stared at Laxis in astonishment.

"What's wrong?" said Selin, who had never been so alarmed.

Laxis seemed stunned, and after a few seconds, she jerked the letter up again. She stared at the letter for a long time, and her face became worse and worse. Selin involuntarily raised his hand and pressed it against his chest. The room was so quiet that she could hear her heart pounding.

"How so? Could it be the Ghost Isles?" "Laxis" murmured as if in a dream, "No, no! Caterina, who else has read the letter?"

"This letter to me was only read by the two of us, but Ivan wrote one to his father, and the letter mentioned it. I forwarded the letter, after all, it was his father'......" Selin pursed his lips, "I told him not to tell anyone about it, but ......"

Laxis took a slow, deep breath.

"There is no guarantee that the message will not be leaked. She picked up what Selin hadn't said. She spread out her hand, and a fiery red spherical crystal suddenly appeared above her palm, and the letter paper was completely encased, and in a moment the letter paper turned to black ash.

Silently watching the ashes disperse, Laxis looked up, her gaze like a torch.

"Katarina, the Ghost Islands are no ordinary island, there is one thing you must know. The thirteen islands are not inhabited by the Nome tribe, and the main inhabitants of the islands are the half-blooded descendants of the demons left over from the 'chaotic period'. (To be continued......)