It was not that a monster with a specific posture appeared in the dense forest, but it was more like the entire woodland known as the "Lost Forest" came to life. The malice that seemed like the "narrow space between life and death" was completely out of control made
Shade ran faster and faster in the forest.
He felt that his physical strength was losing at an abnormal rate, and his body temperature was also dropping rapidly. What was even more abnormal was that he actually felt thirsty and hungry, but he had clearly adjusted his condition before setting off.
"It's such a bad environment again, why do I have to run a little way first every time?"
But fortunately, I kept running forward as before. As my hunger and fatigue became more and more serious, firelight actually appeared between the trees where the corpses were nailed and the mist. It was as if the lost travelers saw hope.
A moment of desire forced Shade to run forward faster. When he finally entered the range of the fire, he discovered that it was a small camp in the forest.
The crackling bonfire seemed to be able to block out all the malice in the foggy forest, and the light was so reassuring. But the smallness of this camp still surprised Shade after he walked in completely.
The campfire and a dilapidated single-person tent were the only symbols in the camp. The area covered by the campfire was probably only the size of Shade's bed, and the dilapidated small tent stood alone at the edge of the campfire. This was probably
It can only be used as a decoration.
Although it is small, it still looks very reassuring compared to the foggy woodland. It is like a shelter in the doomsday, the only safe house in the haunted manor.
At this time, four people, two men and two women, were resting around the bonfire. When Shade looked at them, they all looked at Shade because they heard the footsteps. The eyes of the four people were a little hollow and numb, almost like
It was the dead body looking at Shade, and even the crackling bonfire couldn't dispel the feeling that the soul was about to leave the body.
Fortunately, Shade's arrival seemed to have broken a certain balance in this small camp. After the four people looked at him, they gradually "alive" and the fire of the soul of a living person once again jumped in their eyes.
However, although it had only been 20 years since Shade met the witch Cloyin, the petite and lovely lady with silver hair was obviously not among his companions this time.
"Yeah, it's not just a coincidence that we meet someone we know well every time."
Shade didn't know any of the four companions, but it was worth mentioning that although there were two women present, only one of them was a witch. The witch was the one who looked about the same age as Dorothy and Lesia.
The girl, with light brown hair, covered her legs with a skirt while sitting on a cushion on the ground. Another ordinary girl who looked younger than her was wearing a black long skirt like a nun's robe.
, this is probably the servant of the witch.
The other party was not wearing a maid uniform. Shade could tell from their positions and temperaments. After all, he knew the witch's maid very well.
The remaining two men with numb eyes are of course ordinary people.
The older one's hair is half white, but his gradually recovering temperament is very fierce. He wears silver-gray full-body armor, so it is not very convenient to move when sitting cross-legged. His armor, stomach and chest are painted with iris flowers.
He also had a long sword and a crossbow on hand. Although he was a bit old, he could tell at a glance that he was a skilled knight.
The remaining man is about thirty years old, and his clothes are quite colorful. The brightly colored satin coat, tassel boots, feathered hat, red nail polish on his fingers, and the lute beside him are all reminders.
He has extraordinary taste. However, this does not make him appear feminine, it just seems a little strange to Shade.
"This is the nobility of this era."
Shade guessed in his mind, and then walked over from the edge of the fire. However, he did not say hello to the four people because he was not sure what language they used.
The witch looked at him vaguely. After being stunned for a moment, her eyes completely recovered. She looked at Shade in shock. She was shocked not only because someone else came here, but also because she discovered something unusual about Shade:
"Are you a man or a woman?"
Shade was not surprised at all by this statement.
Shade's strange ability to understand languages allowed Shade to understand her words, and then he obtained part of the knowledge about the witch's use of words from the knowledge of [Witch Reverb - Cloyin]. Unfortunately, this is not the religion of St. Byron.
In the more common language of this era, Shade could only rely on [Witch Reverberation] to barely give an answer:
"male."
As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers, and the silver moonlight bloomed on his fingertips:
"But I can also use extraordinary powers."
While the witch showed an increasingly shocked expression, he explained:
"I'm not an ordinary human being, and there won't be another existence like me, so you don't have to worry."
Approaching the witch, Shade barely felt that the opponent should be around the eleventh to twelfth level.
The young witch looked at him suspiciously, obviously not fully accepting his statement. So Shade took the initiative to stretch out his right hand. The witch did not expect him to be so proactive, but she still grabbed his wrist and let go after a moment.
Then look at your palms.
Fortunately, there was no time for her to explore Shade's secrets in such a weird place. She shook her head violently:
"Damn it, I can't tell whether it's an illusion or reality now. Sit down first, it's good to have a helper who can cast spells. I am Arela Andriana from Zarath Academy, this is
My maid Clara."
Shade then sat down between the two ladies and two men. Hunger and fatigue disappeared in the light of the fire. The men all sat on the opposite side of the bonfire, away from the witch. This was also a way for people in this era to protect themselves.
method.
"You belong to the Zarath Academy? Do you know the witch Cloyin Marcus Marquez?"
Shade curiously asked in simple sentences, while the other three ordinary people were still recovering from the numbness of their souls.
He didn't know many witches from Zalas Academy in the fifth era. Among them, Miss Samuel, who appeared in the "Dead Valley" with Miss Olanode and Fiona, was probably not born yet, so
He could only mention Chloe Yin.
"Yes."
Upon hearing this name, the young witch nodded immediately:
"This lady went to the Northern Continent alone twenty years ago to explore her own path to being a demigod. She is also very famous in the academy. We thought she would never return, or that she would not appear again until a long time later.
, but she only left for a few months before she came back with the power of a demigod witch. I bet Miss Marquez is the most successful witch in this era who has been promoted to demigod... You know her?
?”
"heard about it."
Shade simply replied, then looked at the maid behind her, who was in a daze for a moment, and then said hello softly:
"Hello, sir."
So Shade looked at the two men again. The man wearing armor and gray hair recovered faster and spoke first:
"What's happening now... Sorry, let me introduce myself first. I am Zafir Yellen, a knight from the Kingdom of Naboos. I don't know exactly where this place is. I just remember that I am in
I got lost on the way back to my hometown. I walked a long way in the forest and was hungry and tired before I finally saw this place. I originally wanted to take a rest, but I forgot about it without realizing it... With my vigilance
, Under normal circumstances, you shouldn’t be rashly attracted by this strange fire in the dark forest... Speaking of which, where is my horse?"
He became more and more confused about his decision at that time, and he became even more confused when he talked about the mount that should have been by his side.
But fortunately, he is indeed still alive, not some lost soul after death.
The well-dressed man also spoke. He frowned and covered his forehead, using the same language as the witch, maid and knight:
"Your Majesty the Witch, sir, hello. I am Baron Dika Henriquez of the United Kingdom of Mohor in the Southern Continent. Of course, I prefer my identity as a bard."
He wanted to brag about the awards he had won, but due to the presence of the witch and the danger here, he did not dare to say too much:
"I spent a lot of gold some time ago to buy a ritual from a weird witch. The witch said that using the ritual, I could experience a great adventure and find a treasure. After I followed the map and entered the black forest where the kingdom belongs,
I accidentally lost my way. My servants were separated from me, and the hired adventurers didn't know where they went. Then... yes, I fell to the ground and fainted because of hunger.
When I woke up, I saw the light here and entered this camp. The fire was really warm... Speaking of which, how long has it been since I entered here? Why was I staring at the fire in a daze just now?
?”
He also fell into doubts about his memory, and his surname caught Shade's attention. It was consistent with the protagonist of Enriquez's love story he met in the Randall Valley, but it must be just a coincidence.
"Ma'am, you should know what's going on here, right?"
Shade asked the witch again, and the witch also noticed that he didn't seem to be very good at talking, but she didn't pay too much attention:
"I don't know if there is treasure here, but there is definitely danger."
Her golden eyes looked at the bonfire in front of her, and the flow of spirit in her soul revived the numb soul.
"I have heard the legend here - the Lost Forest. The legend confuses time and space. It is a place waiting for adventurers and travelers before death. If you get lost in any corner of the material world, you may come here before you die.
.The Great One, the God of Travelers, is here to listen to the stories of people's journeys. If this god can be pleased, lost travelers can find their way home, but for most people, this is just a place before death.