——A while ago.

Stopped to the left of the intersection where people were coming and going, the silver-haired girl looked around in a daze, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, and her green eyes were turning with light, as if she was identifying the direction.

The snow on the road has been swept away. Although there is still a little snow dust falling in the sky, it does not hinder the action.

Perhaps because the designer was born in a military camp, the girl is in this fortress, all the buildings look roughly the same, and prefer simple geometric forms - square houses, arc-shaped roofs, chimneys and windows with exactly the same style...

In addition, the roof is covered with white snow, which makes it more difficult to distinguish.

“Where am I…”

He murmured in confusion, and Firefly blinked in confusion. On her side, the soldiers Kai and the passers-by who were walking in a hurry kept moving. In the few hours after the Black Tide stopped invasion, these people did not relax to celebrate the victory, but instead devoted their greatest energy to restoring the city wall and preparing.

Although everyone knows that when there are strong golden men in the city, it is impossible for a group of beasts who have lost their leaders of the same level to gather together to attack the city again. They may even kill each other in the black forest due to hunger or other reasons.

But reality is one thing, attitude is another.

Perhaps because of its height, the firefly is not conspicuous in the crowd. Although passers-by will curiously look at this petite girl with long curly silver hair, she will not stop because of this. Miss Shenji, who lacks common sense, has no idea that there is another thing called asking for directions in this world, so time has passed, but the situation has not improved at all.

This embarrassing scene ends when a warrior with a masked helmet and an old mage in white robe appear on the same side of the intersection.

After sending his seriously injured comrades into a dedicated medical room, the two fortress officials also slightly treated their wounds. However, compared to the white-haired mage's mental backlash that only takes a period of rest to recover, the internal injuries of the half-elf warrior is a real problem.

"Killie, if you feel that your body can't hold on, you don't need to force it."

Although Feng is a mage, he also works as a part-time berserker. In terms of combat experience, this mage tutor with great characteristics is no worse than the half-elf warrior. Of course, he could see that his comrades in front of him were already a little slow to move, and it was obvious that the physical discomfort was aggravated.

"It's okay, the injury is getting better, it's just that itchy because of the rapid self-healing speed..."

Kili didn't tell any lies. As a unique profession of the semi-elves [Inscription Blood Hunter], he was able to obtain some magical beast abilities by drawing beast blood tattoos on his body. As a warrior at the peak of silver, his body can withstand three magical patterns, and his abilities are [Thunder Blood], [High Speed ​​Self-Healing] and [Eagle Eye], which were used before when he was on the battlefield.

In order to divert attention and ignore the numb and itchy feeling of internal organs, Kili went against the norm and took the initiative to provoke the verbal : "Do you think that Master Joshua looks a little different from before."

"indeed."

He nodded in agreement, and Feng seemed to have a deep feeling: "The young master used to be a gentle and cheerful person. Even after polishing himself in the army for so many years, his temperament has not become sharp. Last time he returned to the main city, I happened to report to the master..."

Joshua!

Standing alone on the side of the road, the silver-haired girl who was almost giving up distinguishing her direction, heard her master's name, suddenly a light flashed in her eyes. She immediately turned her head and looked in the direction where the voice came.

An old mage and a masked warrior... seem to be stronger than himself and his momentum is very different. The soldiers around him will salute slightly after meeting him. It seems that they should be big figures like the fortress commander.

"Call the master as the young master... Well, it seems they are going to report to the master."

Following the other party from afar, Ying gently murmured to herself: "This way you should be able to find the way. After getting closer, I can sense the specific location of the master by myself!"

There is some inexplicable sensing ability between the Divine Machine and the Contractor, but this sensing ability can only be maximized when the levels of both parties are equal. Since Qiao Xiuya advanced to the Golden Level, unless he takes the initiative to contact him, the Firefly will not be too far away if he wants to sense his master's position. Now, at most, he can sense that Qiao Xiuya is at this level in this city, and that's all.

The conversation between Kiley and Feng continued.

"The young master nowadays is more fearful than majestic."

The half-elf warrior's voice passed through his helmet, a little dull: "I have been on the battlefield for so many years, how could I not smell the bloody smell that killed countless people? His temperament is sharp? Hahaha, it's not just his sharp. The original shepherd dog has completely grown into a vicious wolf that swallows flesh and blood."

The white-haired mage also shook his head slightly, his expression not telling whether he was relieved or worried: "Before the master passed away, he was always worried that the young master's personality was too gentle. Unexpectedly, after his death, the young master became like this. Human destiny is indeed unpredictable."

Huh? The master was originally very gentle and cheerful?

Firefly, who had been following behind, was stunned. The memory core deep in his body began to rotate quickly, but no matter how he recalled and thought, this young lady Shenji could not imagine the appearance of her master showing a gentle smile... No, this description itself completely conflicted with the inherent impression in memory!

However, before the battle began, Ying could occasionally see a hint of brunette warrior's mouth curled up, and an excited look came from his red pupils. Maybe he didn't notice it himself, but the silver-haired girl followed Joshua and saw it clearly from beginning to end.

How could such a person who naturally feels happiness because of fighting, bleeding and fighting? How could he be a "cheerful and gentle" person? Don't joke, Ying shook her head, thinking that the white-haired mage was probably too old and was already confused.

After walking along the way and passing several streets, the silver-haired girl found that her sense of Joshua was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that the direction was indeed correct.

Soon after, she saw the central tower standing near the Black Forest wall.

In front of the entrance of the central tower, two tall knights stood here, wearing gray-silver metal armor, holding spears and diamond shields, with wolf beasts opening their mouths and fang-like patterns. Their faces were covered by full-covered helmets, and their expressions were invisible. On their side, the black-bottomed and gold-edged edges represent the Radcliffe's sword-holding flag fluttering in the wind.

"It seems that it's here."

Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief. She subconsciously wiped her snow-white forehead, which was not sweating, and felt relieved.

"Why are you following us, the silver-haired lady behind?"
Chapter completed!