It was a quiet night, and a storm came without warning.

In the free city of Calando, it raged for a day and two nights before he was willing to leave.

It moistened this land where even the air smelled of copper, and also made this magnificent city clothed with a layer of bathed light.

Many of the merchants who had been prepared for a long time and hired workers to move the goods from the docks were relieved.

At the first moment when the rain stopped at dawn, I took a carriage early to inspect the warehouse.

He also prayed that Talos, the Lord of the Storm, would not let his followers suffer.

After all, he paid for it......

However, the rain did not stop for long, and before the first rays of dawn had risen above the sea level, a light rain began to pour down, and the iron-lead clouds over the city showed no sign of dissipating.

It seems that the follow-up of this storm has not ended.

As soon as the sky was slightly light, and as soon as the city gate opened, Celia, who had returned to the White Horse Hotel to rest, and her regimental leader, Maglesia, were listening to the sound of the rain ticking outside the window.

Celia stood up and walked to the only window in her room, watching the beads of water fall from the eaves outside.

The rusty little crown on her supple gray hair had already been taken off by her, and the [Dimensional Crown] now had two chances left, and she didn't dare to take it out.

This is Karandu, a magical artifact with an elven style that is always unnecessarily coveted when worn on her head, so she has unloaded it before entering the city.

"Commander, you say, will they believe it?"

Celia looked out the window at the streets of the civilian area, where there was a light rain and almost no people.

The voice sounded in this simple hotel room with childishness and softness.

Her gray eyes were deep and cold, and there was a contrast to her voice.

And the breeze under her gorgeous black robe also means that this adventure has indeed made this warlock lady grow a lot.

Whether it's mood, or strength.

Two days ago, after Celia released the [Advanced Stealth Technique] spell attached to the third [Dimensional Crown].

She felt that in her mind, she naturally comprehended the three-ring spell [Stealth Magic Ball] and a gift from the blood of the wind element, which was also the [Wind Clothes] of the three-ring spell.

[Invisibility Ball]: After being released, all creatures within ten feet can disappear into the air, and the temperature, smell and sound of the creature's body will disappear for eight hours.

Note: Attack, be attacked, eat, drink...... and other actions, all of which will cause the invisibility effect to disappear.

[Wind Coat]: Create a strong wind barrier that revolves around you, any weapon attack or flying object must go through a wind pressure check, if the check fails, the attack will be neutralized, and if the check is successful, it will be reversed to reduce the damage, and the strong wind barrier has no duration, but will disappear after taking a certain amount of damage.

Note: The size of the barrier can be controlled by the caster, but the damage taken by the barrier shield is affected by the size.

That's why [Dimension Crown] still has two uses left, precisely because they used Celia's newly learned spell [Invisibility Orb] to hide when they traveled later.

They were able to return to Karandu on time, and it was only because of the protection of the [Wind Clothes] that they were able to move forward without hindrance in the raging storm.

Of course, the most important thing is after Celia used [Advanced Stealth Technique] three times in a row.

The aura that had been cold and lingering seemed to be thrown away by them, and there was no longer that sense of watching like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

This is also the reason why they dare to save the number of times [Dimension Crown].

After all, that thing is used less than once.

Comprehending the three-ring spell also means that Celia has officially stepped into the ranks of third-order warlocks.

This is an amazing thing to say, a fifteen-year-old third-order warlock, who is also a gifted person wherever he goes, can easily be suspected of being a direct descendant of a certain wind djinn.

After all, this growth rate is too fast, and it has risen to the third order in less than two years, which is already a realm that many elite soldiers have been unable to reach after fighting on the battlefield for many years.

But the price of her upbringing is a bit severe.

A daring adventure that led to five people going and two returning...... No, there is also a pseudo-dragon.

Therefore, Celia has not shown a trace of joy since she advanced to the third-order warlock to the current White Horse Hotel, but a sense of worry.

The gray cumulus clouds above Calando's towering clock tower make the environment a little oppressive, and the things to do are more serious.

Let this newly promoted third-order warlock lady, Celia have some urge to speak out.

"It's all right, Celia, and you'll tell them the truth!"

"The head of the adventurer's union must have unloaded the commission as soon as possible and went to investigate......"

"After all, we took over this task, and they still believe in our news. ”

In the hotel room, a female warrior sitting in a white oak chair, Maglesia said with relief.

She looked at Miss Warlock's weak back, and there was inevitably a hint of pity in her eyes.

This girl, who was three or four years younger than her, took on responsibilities that she should not have at her age.

But it was precisely because of this will that she was able to escape from that underground cave with her death.

"I hope so, for the sake of the dead Wickhn, Maifarn...... I'm not going to let him get his way!"

Celia, who has already made the mastermind behind the scenes a target for revenge, hears Maglesia's relief.

The tone was a little high, and from that soft voice, I could actually hear a kind of unending emotion.

This made Margalesia's expression change slightly.

"Actually, Celia, revenge is right, but if you use revenge as motivation to live. ”

Maglesia said as she got up and walked over to Celia.

Miss Warlock felt the soft touch behind her and pressed close from behind.

Through the thin cotton cloth, she could even feel the other person's heartbeat.

Celia stiffened slightly—Σ(゚Д゚|||).

The blonde girl leaned down, resting her chin on Celia's shoulder, and gently admonished her crystal earlobe.

"You know, they don't want to see you like that in Styx. ”

As the leader of the Dawn Adventure Group, she keenly felt that the Celia in front of her had faintly begun to transform into living for revenge, and she didn't want to see an avenger Celia.

Therefore, she chose to hug her with tenderness and let her get out of the haze of revenge.

"Captain, you don't have to worry about me, I won't take advantage of the ...... of the Night Goddess. ”

Celia felt the worry of the head of the regiment behind her, and hurriedly gave her a reassuring pill, she naturally knew what she was worried about.

The day before, during a storm, they were resting when they met a priest who claimed to be the goddess of the night, Shar, named Otana.

It scared them at the time, and that Ortana could easily see through the anger and desire for revenge in their hearts.

He took the initiative to suggest that they could borrow the power of the Night Lady Shar for revenge.

However, borrowing the power of the Night Goddess comes at a price.

This is a price that Margalessia refuses to accept......

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

So, she was worried that Celia would go down that path.