Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

"No trace?"

"You should be more aware of the changes around you than I am, and it hasn't been long. It will take some time to receive the news."

"Call me if necessary."

Lycoris, who was floating in the water, went into the lake. His brown hair was scattered under the water, and he changed into a camisole and a pleated skirt. It was completely different from Tatiana who maintained a holy white skirt on the shore.

Do you still need to call? Whatever happens happens faster than you understand.

After finishing speaking in her heart, Tatiana sat on the chair under the umbrella, her sharp eyes alert to everything around her.

The residential houses near here are extremely quiet, and even this area is much less noisy.

"Did you think wrongly? No way...

On Konot Island, the continuous heavy rain has receded, and most of the trenches on the shore have been washed out of shape, or turned into muddy channels.

Some of the dilapidated houses were in ruins, and people cleaning them were scattered in various streets.

Unlike other places, Bruno, Cordis and Simmons said goodbye to a neat group of soldiers on a dock that was still intact.

The docked caravel had its sails hoisted, and the sailors were already preparing to set sail.

"Cibulka, I wish you good luck. May knowledge and wisdom grant you success."

"These bullshit Master Luen actually wants us to help them continue to fight. You don't need to think about it to know that the pass of Alagoas has become a land of flesh and blood."

Cibulka is the reaper who leads the defense of the highlands, and has not been recognized by Hermione because of his guarding. At this moment, due to the contract, he has to go to the land to assist Loen in continuing the war.

"But it's also your chance. We won't dare to talk to you like this next time we meet."

Bruno joked a few words, and after making some concessions, the overall situation was finally settled. It is estimated that there will not be the same attacks as before here, and he can finally take a rest.

"Then let's wait until next time to talk about this. Be careful about night attacks and the like."

"We are all here, no matter what, I have to take my last breath and say goodbye. May knowledge and wisdom witness your success."

"Goodbye."

Bruno and the others waved goodbye to Cibulka and led his team to leave on the sailboat. It might be even more cruel there!

After the innovation of artillery and rifles, the losses caused by the new trench warfare and fortified warfare will only make both sides more irrational.

"Simmons, what are you going to do?" he asked about the Fusac giant on the left.

"Settle down here. My hometown is already far away and out of reach! Once you've settled down, bring your family back."

Simmons, whose light brown pupils looked back to the north and then to the northeast, with a somewhat lonely face, said no more.

"Silvester, what about you? Are you going back to get married?"

"It's still far away, let's have a look!"

Curtis smoothed his fluffy and rough hair with his hands, his face turned brown and red with a tangled expression, and in front of his eyes was a pile of ruins of the dock.

He is now thinking about how to pack these things. He did not come here just to get a piece of rubble.

"Am I the only one who wants to go back and live out his old age?" Helpless Bruno went back with the two of them, holding on to his cane.

"I think you can still do this for a few more years, so why not live here too."

"You think so highly of me, Simmons."

In Alagoas, in the trench command post on the opposite slope of the battle site, Bernhard stopped Georg who was about to leave.

Continuous shelling and explosions came from the opposite side, causing the wooden structure to shake slightly.

"Are you still afraid of that mixed army? The terrain here has been occupied by us, and it's useless no matter how fast their artillery fires."

Georg, who was called down, had a questioning expression on his face. He marched all the way to the south to occupy the Alagos Panshik area, and even withstood the Loen people's belated counterattack, allowing Bernhardt to build a defense. system.

As long as we hold on now, the passage south to South Olite State will be blocked. The logistic pressure from east to west or the detour will increase, and it will be easily cut off. There is no need to stay.

"Are you going to find the person you met last time in Konot?"

"Yes, I have to go see him and convey the message no matter what."

"Hey! Go ahead, I'm a little worried that the other party will kill you. After all, you have experienced so much at that level, and your mind is somewhat abnormal."

"Why do I feel that you are scolding me in a different way? We are all a family after all, so it shouldn't happen. Remember to be careful. Our family... our Intis has invested a lot."

The gray mist raised by the artillery fire blew away in this direction. The soldiers who were avoiding the artillery fire huddled in the trench that was deeper than a person to rest. The bottom layer was covered with layers of faint breath of death.

Georg, whose military uniform was still spotless, led his guards to leave to the southwest. Bernhardt, who was watching behind him, stared at the green light in the middle of his own side of the battlefield through his spiritual vision. Finally, he shook his head and went back to the headquarters.

"Why don't you come down and give it a try? According to him, it should be considered a vacation."

Sitting in the inflatable off-white swimming ring, Likolis lost all his initial impatience and became just like an ordinary person.

Perhaps to pass the unknown time of waiting, He created this small floating circle from the floating rafts commonly used by the surrounding residents.

Tatiana was also a little curious about the tailor in Feneport City, who was actually mentioned so many times by this moody man.

Except for assessment and when they need to be used, most of these development members are left to fend for themselves unless they show enough potential in the process to make themselves valuable for cultivation.

"Does this person fascinate you? You've said it many times." She forced a smile and looked at Likolis on the water in front of her. It was necessary to get to know him next time he went back.

"You don't have to be jealous. I'll tell you this so that you won't curse him to death one day. He's a similar person to the one I originally kept an eye on. You should protect him when you see him in danger."

"A similar person?" Tatiana muttered repeatedly, but did not give any subsequent explanation. It seemed that she was still a little behind!

"Similar to Him who is waiting, Yuanchu said they all have the same aura, so I said you don't have much chance."

"It doesn't matter. I believe I can grasp it. It's been so long and it's time to arrive."

Is it that new organization again? There are people in the sect who have fought against them and suffered big losses, and they don't even have the mentality of revenge. This doesn't stop me!

"Come to me quickly."

Likoris turned back to his indifferent voice, the clear lake water solidified and became frozen, and the blue sky was filled with thick gray-red clouds accompanied by the roar of lightning.

Tatiana, whose body was cracked, did not have any pain on her face, and her hanging heart finally calmed down.

As expected, he is as fierce as ever! She lowered her head and saw the black flame ice spike piercing her chest and her body that was about to shatter into pieces.