"Are you going to build a cabin here?" Cesare couldn't help but be surprised as he listened to the other party's request. "We're only going to stay here for one night, is it really necessary?"

"Of course it's necessary, if you don't want to be hard like a stone the next day, these are necessary preparations. While magic can make fires, it does save some time...... But we also have to hurry up and set up shelters, because once it gets dark, it's too late. ”

It may sound alarmist, and it is difficult for people who have never experienced the horror side of nature to understand what Anya is saying, but it is always good to be on the safe side, after all, it is not your area of expertise, and it is a wiser choice to listen to professionals.

The two of them found some low saplings nearby, the whole of them was not tall, the trees were thick enough to hold with both hands, and their ungrown torsos were not strong enough to be easily cut down.

Anya first used her sword to cut a groove in the base of the sapling, and then pushed and pulled with Cesare to get a log of just the right size without much effort.

It's easy to get one, but it's no longer easy to get the right amount of wood, and finding the right wood takes up a lot of time.

After that, Anya first used three logs and vines to twist ropes to form a triangular general frame, squatted in and turned around a few times to test the size, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then the two of them used other logs to build the skeleton of the entire shelter on this basis, and the logs of different sizes interlaced with each other to form a simple but sturdy structure, giving people a different sense of security in the savage primeval forest.

It has to be said that when the cottage began to take shape, a unique sense of accomplishment arose that reminded Cesare of the first time he repaired a pocket watch, and this simple joy made the fatigue of the day's walk a little less.

However, the project is not over yet, Anya brought a large pile of fallen leaves and spread them on top of the log as a shelter from the wind and rain, tilting her head and thinking about it very cutely. "Not enough, far from enough! Cesare-san, think of a way! ”

Cesare shrugged his shoulders, and as he raised his right index finger and shook it in the air, an inexplicable breeze blew in circles, circling Cesare and Anya and the newly formed shelter, forming a whirlpool that was not too small or small,

The nearby fallen leaves continued to gather at the center of the whirlpool as the wind blew, and finally when the wind dispersed, countless fallen leaves piled up around the two of them.

Anya's expression was first amazed and then a little puzzled, looking at the fallen leaves and then at Cesare's face. "Why don't you let these leaves spread on their own?"

"Because you said you'd miss out on the fun part." Cesare's response made Anya stunned for a moment, but the next moment the girl covered her mouth and laughed out loud, she smiled so happily and sweetly, as if she really liked the answer from the bottom of her heart.

He didn't ask any more questions, but couldn't help but smile as he picked up the leaves and spread them on top of the shelter.

Cesare also came to help, not explaining that it was just a joke, in fact, because his magic was not yet able to control where each leaf fell, and being able to gather it was a good result.

But it doesn't seem necessary to explain this to Anya, this girl just has a unique charm that makes people feel relaxed and happy all the time with her, of course, provided that she can adapt to Anya's usual madness.

After a while, all the gathered leaves were spread on top of the logs to form a thick barrier, and Anya glued them together with earth and moss, so that even if it rained, the shelter would stay dry.

The sun was indeed about to set, and Cesare couldn't help but sigh that Anya's instincts were right, even if they had two people building shelters together and even using magic to speed up the process, they still carried on until the sun went down.

The final step was to lay out the carpet for sleeping, and Cesare was about to pull out the tender and green grass on the mud when Anya hurriedly stopped him. "Don't worry, you're going to have to learn this."

Anya crouched down and almost pressed herself against Cesare, but the girl did not notice the subtle sense of distance, but carefully brushed away the green grass like a kind teacher, and turned out the dead hay underneath.

"This can be spread under the body, otherwise you will get sick because of the dampness of the ground."

"Oh......" Cesare replied softly, not because he was unwilling to learn from others in an area that he was not good at, but because Anya leaned too close to Cesare in order to see more clearly, and the girl's shoulder touched the crook of her arm, and the cute smile made it difficult to divert her attention from the dead grass.

In recent times, the two have always been close to each other for various reasons, but this unintentional distance sent a strange message to Cesare's heart, as if he was closer to the mad girl than before, as if there was an invisible bond telling Cesare that he should be glad that Anya had followed this journey.

"Do you see clearly?" Anya held the freshly plucked dead grass in one hand, and shook the other hand in front of Cesare's eyes. Cesare, who realized that he was distracted, quickly shook his head, only to feel that he was too tired and really needed to rest.

"I'm fine, I know what to look for, you can go somewhere else." Cesare's tone became cold again, but Anya was not surprised, after all, Cesare always spoke like this, she just jumped to her feet, made an inexplicable grimace at Cesare and left.

When everything was done, it was almost completely dark. The interior of the sanctuary is spacious and comfortable, the ground is covered with thick dry plants that can effectively block the moisture from the soil to give people a soft feeling, the logs on top are strong and reliable, and countless fallen leaves shelter the cold wind, leaving only the unique fresh smell of the forest to circulate inside.

The makeshift shelter was rudimentary, but it was more than enough to serve as a safe and comfortable shelter in the wilderness, and although it was not as complex as the mechanical parts that Cesare was familiar with, it was a miraculous joy to see the work he had built with his own hands standing in the wilderness.

Using the remaining wood to build a fire, Cesare used his magic to set on fire the bird's nest that Anya had previously discovered, and as Anya said, it was much easier to burn the nest than to set fire to the wood directly.

When the bonfire in front of the shelter is blazing, the flames dispel the cold and warmth of the night, and the warm light soothes the tired heart of the traveler in the night.

Watching Anya take out the snake she caught during the day, peel off the whole snake and smear blueberries on the snake meat, after all, this is a condiment that can be found nearby, and then wrap the snake meat around a branch and roast it on the fire,

Anya happily swayed and hummed the adventurer's tune again, and Cesare seemed to understand the joy of adventure, just spending a night in the forest, and the satisfaction of a small happiness was hard to get after working hard in the town for half a lifetime.

But as soon as her heart was calmed, she couldn't help but think of the wounded Closia who was still tormented in that dilapidated church, waiting for him to return with a hopeless antidote......

It was just useless to be anxious, and while Anya was still roasting snakes, Cesare sat on a stake not far from the shelter and took out the bone staff made of monster bones, which looked like nothing more than the filth on it when he first got it, and now it looked like nothing more than a large bone stick with an unknown animal origin.

This thing is the distorted vertebrae of the monster, large and small protrusions and holes, although it is completely impossible to see how this thing originally functioned in the body as a bone, but it is essentially a human bone, and thinking about it still makes Cesare feel terrified.

Thinking back to the previous experience, the bones of this monster seem to melt instantly when they touch the ground, and I wonder if the monster's body will have the same effect after being dead for so long. But Cesare didn't want to take any chances, he wanted to use the bone as much as possible to at least safely fend off the castle.

"Anya." Cesare called out Anya's name a few times. "I remember you tore a lot of rags around town, right?"

Anya blinked. "Indeed, I kept it for bandages, what's wrong?"

"Can you give me some, I'd like to do an experiment."

The old cloths, which were still clean, were torn into the shape of Anya one by one, which was very suitable for bandaging wounds when injured, but Cesare did not need bandages at this time, he used these old cloths to wrap all the surfaces of the bone sticks, although they looked shabby, but the bone rods after being wrapped and wound layer by layer really had the feeling of a magic weapon after losing their original ugly appearance.

Tentatively placing one end of the bone staff on the surface, just as it felt in a town, Cesare was able to sense in an instant the flow of magic hidden beneath the surface, but those were not the formless, colorless and tasteless magical elements of common sense, but the more terrifying and evil mycelium that made up the monster's body.

Those things lurked on the surface like ordinary magic, but in an even more strange and instinctive way, they wriggled forward in the mud like countless worms, and I am afraid that only a special guide wand or the monster itself could sense their presence.

Perhaps because of the barrier between the bone rod and the cloth on the surface, although the bone rod did not melt away because it touched the ground, the sensitivity to those hyphae was much reduced.

Unlike when he was in town, when the mycelium was frantically climbing onto the bone rod and even trying to crawl all over Cesare's body, Cesare could sense that the mycelium was in a calm phase, and if these things were the same to some extent to magic, then Cesare felt that he might be able to control the mycelium to some extent.

If it works, if you encounter that kind of monster or other danger again, you may have a means of effective self-protection......

As he thought about it, the aroma of the barbecue suddenly rushed into his nostrils, which was much more fragrant than brown bread, and as the flames danced, the snake meat wrapped around the branches gradually became golden and attractive, and the sweetness of the blueberries was even more gluttonous.

The heat was just right, and Anya hurriedly lifted the golden and soft snake meat out of the flames for fear of scorching it a little. The smell of meat also made it impossible for Cesare to continue thinking.

After carefully putting away the bone staff, he got up and returned to Anya's side to enjoy a campfire dinner as the end of the day, and then went to bed early in order to conserve his strength.

Late at night, Cesare woke up from his sleep by the ticking of the rain on the leaves, and he slowly sat up and looked outside, where he found their campfire swaying in the rain, almost extinguished.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier over their heads, and Cesare had to rejoice that they had strengthened the roof with enough rain to keep the interior relatively dry and comfortable, and they couldn't imagine how they would have spent the night without this shelter.

Anya slept next to her, and in the light of the fire, the girl's fair and smooth skin exuded a faint fragrance.

Today's Anya also seems to be tired, she lies on her side slightly, her hair is scattered on the hay like a cloud, occasionally a few strands of hair fall on the girl's cheeks to add a bit of cuteness to her face, her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled as if she is still dreaming, her lips are slightly open and she breathes softly.

Just when Cesare just lay down again, Anya subconsciously gently hugged Cesare's arm, and the sudden weak and warm touch caught Cesare a little off guard, and he was slightly stunned for a moment before asking tentatively. "Anya?" Calling each other's names, Anya was still asleep.

I guess it's just cold, right? Cesare pondered. In the end, he didn't choose to remove Anya's arm, but took advantage of the last trace of warmth brought by the flames, and fell asleep again.