The white and flawless forehead, the pretty eyes that look forward to the posture, and the seductive red lips with a little curvature under the high nose bridge.

The delicate face, which originally belonged to the type of delicate beauty, has now lost its blood, its desperate and confused eyes have frozen, and its crimson cheeks have also lost its blood, only the slightly open red lips, as if to say something.

Cyril the Minotaur who held Winnie's head in his arms, tears dripped down Winnie's cheeks one by one, and then slowly slid down, as if they were both crying.

After only a desperate roar, Cyril the Minotaur stopped speaking, but looked at Winnie with tender eyes, and wiped his thick fingers against Winnie's cheek, trying to wipe away the solid, dry blood.

But as if afraid of touching Winnie, the more Cyril the Minotaur with trembling fingers wiped Winnie's cheeks, the more her fair cheeks became more and more ugly, and the blood stains, which had already dried up, spread out, making Winnie's delicate face a little sad.

Slowly walked to the side of Cyril the Minotaur, with sorrow in his eyes. "Cyril, don't do this......"

Slowly, the futile wiping stopped, and the Minotaur Cyril's voice became extremely calm. "My lord, how many years have Winnie and I been following you?"

"You've been with me for almost a hundred years, and little Winnie was a pigtailed little girl when she was brought to me," Jonas sat across from Cyril the Minotaur, a little embarrassed, and fell into the memory. "It's been almost thirty years, and the little girl has grown up slowly, become beautiful, and become eccentric. I can make fun of people, make people angry, be coquettish, and ......"

"She used to sit behind me and play with my horns......"

"Winnie Jr. has a very good talent, she became a knight at the age of nine, and she was promoted to the big knight at the age of fourteen......"

"She likes to pester me and ask me to tell her stories from the tribe......"

"Because she couldn't win against the old guy's followers in the guild, Winnie Jr. cried for two days......"

"She said she wanted to accompany me back to the tribe to have a look. Look at where I lived when I was a kid......"

"All the young people who have seen her like her and will take care of her, but all the love letters to her have been burned by little Winnie......"

Sitting facing each other as Jonas and Cyril the Minotaur sat there, their eyes fixed on Winnie's head. I talk to myself, but I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

A feeling of dizziness caused by depletion of mana. Raymond was faced with such a strange scene. I felt even more like I couldn't hold on.

Raymond, who glanced at Hobson and summoned him, whispered very tiredly. "Hobson, I'm going to go into meditation to regain my mana. ”

"Lord Raymond, don't worry. Hobson sat down and put Raymond behind him, quickly pulling out his long knife. Wipe it down carefully.

After casting the "Wizard's Eye" spell and letting the chip take over the control of the spell, Raymond, who closed his eyes and wanted to meditate, always flashed Winnie's confused eyes in front of him.

Young. Beautiful, with a little childlike childishness, Winnie, although she has not been in contact for a long time, her hot and subtle relationship with Cyril the Minotaur makes Raymond's chest feel as uncomfortable as if something is blocked.

However, the feeling of tiredness that hit like a tide finally made him successfully enter meditation, and Raymond, who was like entering a deep sleep, actually entered the deepest meditation in this harsh environment.

The body seemed to have fallen into nothingness, and the swarming energy particles around him were attracted into Raymond's body, quickly making up for the deficit of Raymond's mana, while also nourishing his body, improving his system, and strengthening his genes.

And in the case that Raymond didn't know, the prokaryotic cells of those spores that gathered in his chest changed slightly at the same time that these energy particles entered his body.

Prokaryotic cells, without a nucleus, slowly wriggled, and the gene chains belonging to male and female spores began to merge rapidly, slowly causing a slight mutation in the genes of this strange plant.

I don't know how long it took for him to feel unusually full, which made Raymond wake up.

Hobson, who was wiping the long knife, was still the most meticulous expression in his memory, and the knife cloth he held in his hand slowly moved on the knife body, and under the reflection of the magic lighting, the entire knife body shone with a chilling cold light.

Jonas and Cyril the Minotaur, who were sitting face to face, did not speak anymore, the two of them seemed to be petrified, their eyes were focused on Winnie's head in front of them, and their expressions were strangely confused.

Quickly retrieved the video data recorded by the chip, Raymond realized that nearly thirty hours had passed since he entered meditation.

Raymond, who was stunned, quickly asked the chip to sort out the previous recorded video, and soon the statistics of the chip appeared in Raymond's sight.

Cyril, the minotaur, who sat facing each other, spoke for five hours before finally closing his mouth.

Jonas spoke for nearly seven hours before finally stopping.

For the rest of the day, the two of them sat facing each other, staring at Winnie's head in a daze.

It's just that Jonas once checked Winnie's backpack during this time, and also consumed two activated red fruits to resist the stubborn diseases in his body.

His eyes involuntarily focused on Winnie's rucksack, which had been soaked in blood and turned into a black-brown rucksack, and according to the analysis results of the chip, there should be no more than five activated red fruits in it.

"Mistress Raymond, are you awake?" Jonas, who still didn't move, suddenly spoke. "How's the recovery?"

"It's not bad, the meditation is a little bit better than the outside. ”

"There should be at least forty or more undead creatures outside, what do you think about getting out of trouble?" Jonas, whose voice was hoarse and low, and his back was a little rickety, brought Raymond a sense of vicissitudes for a while.

Raymond, who frowned, carefully pondered the words and replied cautiously. "There is no way yet. ”

Jonas, who sighed and stood up suddenly, slowly came to Raymond's face, sat down and looked directly into Raymond's eyes, and said word by word. "If I can't get out of here for three days, I'm going to die!" )