After hesitating in the middle of the night, Penny still decided to be a decent gentleman, he was a person of status anyway, even if he liked Fina a little, he couldn't be guilty of using such a despicable method.

But the quality of his sleep that night was terrible, and Fina rubbed against him like a big piece of kraft candy, and it didn't stop until midnight, and when he woke up the next morning, he was still pouting and looking sullen.

“...... Even if you forget everything, don't be so dissatisfied, it's embarrassing......" Riding on the Tucan's pony, the wizard rubbed Fina's hair and babbled in a lecture.

The latter's gaze indicated that she was angry.

The wizard shrugged and ignored her, she wouldn't speak anyway.

Instead sighing, not knowing when she will recover...... The group of chariots and horses headed east, although some deviated from the route of Penny's plan, but he also had the idea of going to the sacred lake in his heart to have a look, and the conversation with the shaman let him know that the witchcraft cultivation of the soul shaman was carried out in some sacred places on the grassland, and Penny suddenly understood that these 'holy places' might be the places where the magic net on the endless wilderness was operating normally, and he had a new idea in his heart:

Perhaps you can use the teleportation scroll there and leave the Endless Wilderness.

And the shamans on the prairie seem to have a way to cure Fina, although it is only for a day, but this oil bottle is still a lot of trouble for Penny.

The old prophet of this tribe could not do anything about it.

"When will you get back to normal?" said Penny, touching Fina's little brain, worriedly.

Fina shook her head, pinched the wizard's cheek in dissatisfaction, and pinched it into various shapes, but she didn't know if Penny's skin would become thicker if she pinched it like this.

When the old prophet saw this, he smiled and leaned over on his horse.

"A little further on is the Lake of the Gods...... Mr. Flynn......"

Considering that he was too well-known regardless of his big name or small name, his real name and kana, Penny used a name that was not so well-known, and he was used to using a pseudonym all these years anyway.

It just so happens that this name is the husband of Miss Fina Danlington.

"Kamiko...... It's the Misty Lake. Penny remembered the largest source of water in the Endless Wilderness.

The old prophet shook his head with a smile, "Not exactly. ”

"Not exactly?" the wizard was puzzled.

"Although it is in one place, the north side of the Misty Lake is the Divine Lake, which is very remote and cannot be found by ordinary people. The old prophet explained, "We can stop in the city of Amerel, on the south side of the lake of the Sacred Lake, where you can buy some of the things you want...... You see, the Golden Road is very prosperous. ”

Penny certainly knew.

The Golden Route from the port of Sesketeflam was the only trade route from Feron to distant Karatu, and many of the Feron merchants were willing to travel thousands of miles to Karatu every year, and despite the great dangers they faced, the Toucans also imposed heavy taxes on the caravans that came and went, but the huge profits drove the merchants to continue to do so.

"Once there, you can choose to go east or west, friend. The old prophet laughed.

The wizard smiled and bowed, he was able to escort him, a wizard who could not cast spells, to the gold trading road, as a friend who met in Pingshui, this old prophet was already interesting enough, he shouldn't ask for anything, not to mention that these days he also knew that this tribe was very poor, and he couldn't sell four horses at all, and he was not strong.

Anyway, when he got to Amorille, he could buy what he wanted.

Still, he was interested in the holy place.

"That's not going to work, friend, it's impossible for outsiders to set foot in the sacred land of the steppe people. The old prophet simply refused, and glanced at Fina again: "But among the shamans of the gathering, there should also be masters who are proficient in spiritual cultivation and can help your companions." ”

"That's so thankful. Penny thanked.

As he got closer to Amerel and the steppe settlements grew, the wizard dealt with several tribes, but met no one who could help him, until he met a caravan psychic who told Penny, "Her old memories are still there, but because she has been mentally affected and cannot organize them, she acts only intuitively, and looks like a baby...... It's not a serious illness, maybe it will get better automatically after a good night's sleep...... If you use psychic spells to forcibly heal, it may have a bad effect, so know how cautious and careful the act of spirit invasion is, no matter what the purpose...... can leave a negative impact on the mind of the recipient. ”

Penny looked at Fina, who was clinging to her body, and wondered what time it would take to wait.

It's not even convenient for him these days - he always has to solve it as soon as possible, just in case the crying Fina comes to him.

Gut feeling...... Penny touched Fina's neck, and it seemed that in her intuition, she was really not an outsider...... The wizard prayed, hoping that hell day would come soon.

These days, some of her inconvenient things have to be solved by a big man like him, how can this be embarrassing for Penny, a former ** teacher?

It was late at night when he walked into Amerel, and the wizard left the old prophet and found a hotel to stay in, and most of the city was already filled with the gathered steppe people, and the felt tents were set up in the streets, and the city seemed to be extremely crowded inside and outside.

He didn't notice, and when he appeared at the door of the inn, two eyes were already silently aimed at him.

The red-robed mage Litania still can't forget the fact that his first love was overtaken by a hateful bastard.

As a direct family member of the chief of the illusion department, Misrella, Litania has had a smooth ride since she was born, even if she suffered a little while studying arcane arts (so what does it matter, every red robe comes like this), but in life, it can be said that he is calling for wind and rain, knowing that one day, he met a colleague with a female surname who made him fall in love at first sight, but learned that the other party already belonged and was pregnant with a child...... This, of course, made him extremely angry.

In the process of the wizard's escape from Serre, although he was not the main enemy of the other party, he was the most active figure among the pursuers, and almost died in the pursuit, but unfortunately the pursuit and killing operation fell short for various reasons, he waited for two years in regret, but learned that the opponent had become a powerful person beyond his reach: the uncrowned king of Ximen City, the ** master of the Dragon Coast, which suddenly made him feel like a dream.

In shock and disbelief, he decided to find a way to dig out the location of this enemy - Litania knew that Neveron and the other three chiefs wanted this man's life, although he was weak, but he was not powerless against this rival he hated so much, but due to the old servant's uncooperation and informing, his behavior was understood by Misriela and was severely reprimanded.

Next, the Master of Illusions gave him a job as a caravan guard, leaving him out of Searle.

Of course, Litania understands that this is Misrila's preparation to sit back and watch success or failure, looking for opportunities to invest, and he is not convinced and helpless - the green hat on his head has no weight in Mithria's heart, not to mention that this green hat is in name only, it is just a hateful conjecture in Litania's own spirit...... He didn't dare to oppose the angry grandmother, so he could only lead the caravan out of the Serre Plateau and into the endless wilderness, but he didn't expect to suddenly receive a message from Misrila a few days ago, so that the caravan stopped and waited here.

He didn't know what was going on in Serge, so he could only wait boredly, but he didn't expect that after just a few days of waiting, a surprise came to the door.

"It's that damned, disgusting, shitty maggot......" he grabbed the dwarf servant next to him, his eyes excited like a hungry wolf, "Ulasa, look, it's him, he's in this place!"

"Young Master, will you put me down first?" said the old apprentice Ourasa, who was lifted in the air by the collar and had some difficulty breathing, said with difficulty.

Hearing the old apprentice's words, Litania felt a little tired - although the old apprentice was short in stature, being able to lift such an old man of more than a hundred pounds with both hands was still difficult for a red-robed mage who lacked training to do, and Litania didn't even notice that he had just inadvertently broken through the limit, which could be seen in his heart.

He put down Oraksa, still chattering excitedly, and clenched his two fists tightly: "Oraza, you have to help me, I must kill him." ”

"Young master, ahem...... We don't know what's going on in the country yet......" said the old apprentice, rubbing his throat and hoarsely.

"What else could happen?" Litania breathed heavily, trying to calm the heat in his heart from the cold air, otherwise he would not have been able to resist rushing straight into the hotel and fighting with his rival - he had been waiting for this day for almost three years: "If he doesn't appear here in Sergey, he must have become a defeated and fleeing dog ......"

"Then we should inform Mistress Mithrila first. Realizing that his young master was unusually excited, Oraza tried to cool down his hot nerves: "Young master, don't act rashly......"

"Notice?ha, God knows what my old grandmother will decide?I know her last name......" Litania gritted her teeth 'clucking', "She doesn't like Neveron either, she found this kid, it can be used as a weapon against the three chiefs, Orasa, you know, in the past two years or so, how many people in the family have said good things for that kid in front of my grandmother every day, and if I let my grandmother take him away, I will have to endure his shit-like face jumping alive in front of me for the rest of my life! And Rekita...... Rekita, I'll never get her...... I ......"

Orasa was speechless, he had to admit that although the wording was extreme and rude, Litania's consideration was very reasonable, combined with various factors, it was impossible for Mithrila to launch an attack on Penny Sien, and the possibility of winning over was even greater - if Pannicion, a ** master whose mana had reached the limit of the source sea and mastered the weaknesses of the three chiefs such as Neveron, was on his side, Misrila would be able to immediately subdue those chiefs and become the master of Serre.

Of course, this did not satisfy Litania, and he viciously grabbed Orasa: "Kill him first, and then tell my grandmother, as long as it becomes an established fact, my grandmother will not blame me for this, at most she will be punished...... I am willing to accept it, Oraza, and if you dare to tell you this time, I will kill you! Believe me, my grandmother will never ask me to pay for your life because I did this!"

The old apprentice's eyes rolled and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Knowing that it would be impossible for him to tell the truth this time...... "Listen! This is the Death Demon Zone, no matter how strong his mana is, he can't release even the simplest spell!" Litania waved his fist: "He has only one companion, and he is still a demented woman, gather all the guards in our caravan, surround this tavern at night, rush in and hack him to death!!"

Good plan.

Olasa nodded a little dementedly.

It couldn't be better......

(To be continued)