Mage's Secret

It was really hard work to walk through the dense forest almost without sleep, but fortunately, the sun was high and the moon was bright and the stars were sparse for a week, and everyone did not encounter any difficulties in identifying the direction.But even so, they couldn't see the end of the forest for six consecutive sunrises and sunsets.

The time agreed with the tree man was getting closer and closer, no matter in front of his eyes or on both sides of his body, it was the same scenery—thick tree trunks, dense branches, and the main forest seemed to have no end.Weeds and dead leaves were all under the horse's hooves, and the bushes were toppled to one side due to the movement of the tree man, and there was no trace of the road that used to be there.

With nearly seven days of nervous tension, coupled with the pressure caused by inner anxiety, the bard with the weakest mental strength in the team was already close to his limit.

"Continue to go west, keep going west, and you can reach Mosia through this forest." Mosia is the human city next to the Crane Desert, and Leo repeated this sentence repeatedly.At first, he was to explain the direction to Traphael, then it became a cheering slogan, and now it has become a nervous murmur.

Trafael looked at him sideways with some concern, Leo and his Debbie both looked close to collapse.The mage himself was not much better. Although he could still hold on mentally, his body had already sent him warning signals.

To make matters worse, when everyone's anxiety reached its peak, the tree figures surrounding them seemed to have received the signal of being awakened at the same time, and started migrating again.

The rustling sound of the swaying branches and leaves resounded through the entire forest, and it also rang in their hearts.Although the treants moved slowly, passing through the moving forest forced their speed to slow down.

The swaying tree shadows also interfered with their line of sight to identify the direction. Traphael began to be unsure if they had deviated from the route—if so, then they would really be stuck in this forest until the tree man took They're brought to where they ended up staying.But the dry food they brought was not enough to last until the treants stopped migrating. Maybe they could hunt, but when the treants first started migrating, the animals in the forest were already scared and fled, many of them Maybe they have escaped from this forest, which also makes hunting difficult.

Just when the originally calm mage became extremely anxious, the elf suddenly pointed forward and shouted: "Look! The exit of the forest!"

Traphael quickly looked up at the place he was pointing at, but what he could see were still continuous branches, and there was no sign of the exit.At this time, Murphy, who had been silently running beside him, also showed joy, and said to Traphael, who was puzzled, "He's right!"

Only then did the mage feel relieved, guessing that this might be due to the difference in body structure. The eyesight of elves and demons is better than his, so the sight can reach farther than his.Damn racial disparity, the mage thought.

The casting of spells requires the support of mental power, so the mental power of spellcasters is much higher than that of ordinary people-in addition to acquired training, this is also the ability given to them by their talent for casting spells. Strong mental power enables them to be stronger than ordinary people People can see farther and hear more subtle sounds.Therefore, even Traphael couldn't see the exit that the elf said, and it was even more impossible for Leo to see it.

But he saw that everyone except him showed a relieved expression, and he had to suppress the growing anxiety and uneasiness in his heart, and ran along with the pace of others.

I don't know how long I ran - I was anxious, the time I experienced seemed to be infinitely stretched, and Leo finally saw the end of what they said.

As far as the line of sight could reach, the forest was faulted, lacking the shade of intertwined foliage, and there was more sunlight than they had seen in a week.And that patch of sunshine became the only light in Leo's eyes.

It wasn't just the people on the horse who saw hope, even Debbie, who had almost reached the limit, let out a crisp neigh. Without the poet's urging, her speed increased a bit, exceeding those of other peers with stronger bloodlines horses.

At the moment of rushing out of the forest, Debbie finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground as soon as she knelt on her front legs, and the poet was also thrown far away.

This scene was seen by Traphael who rushed out of the encirclement of the trees, the mage was startled, and the tone of Panasonic just now was raised again.Without taking a break, Traphael rode his horse and ran to the poet's side, turned over and got down to the ground, squatting down to check the poet's injuries.

Leo lay on the ground, looking terribly embarrassed.He was thrown with dirt all over his head and face, and there were several visible abrasions on his exposed skin that were bleeding, and there may be more injuries on other parts covered by clothes.There were some tiny scratches on his face, some scabbed from scratches in the forest, but many were fresh wounds.In the last short section of the road, Debbie, who was running wildly, did not listen to the command of the rider and charged on the rampage, and the swinging branches and leaves directly hit the poet in the face.

But the poet didn't care about this, he didn't even care about being thrown to the ground, he showed a smile to the mage who came to ask, but soon the smile couldn't be held back, it was on Leo's face It got bigger and bigger, and finally the poet couldn't help laughing happily, bringing all the gloomy emotions during this period of time into his laughter and venting them out together.

Traphael also seemed to be infected by the laughter. He swayed while squatting, sat down on the ground, and laughed too.But his smile was obviously much weaker. As soon as the tense emotions were relaxed, the exhaustion accumulated in his body also surged up in waves.

Murphy quickly walked to the two of them. Looking at the tired expression of the mage, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of relief.Behind him, the horse he was riding named Doro, after being freed, walked up to Debbie and gently nuzzled Debbie who was lying on the ground slightly twitching.Debbie snorted weakly in response.

Among the crowd, the only ones who were fully happy were the Elf and his mount. They circled around the other people (horses) several times as if they were tireless, and then stopped and waited for the next move.

"Is that Mosiah?" the elf asked, looking at the west.

Traphael looked up and saw a city standing in this barren land not far away.Just now he was only concerned about the poet who was worried about falling, and he didn't see the city named Mocia until the elf reminded him.

The walls of Mosia were crudely made of stone and earth, but Traphael knew it must be strong—he had seen a similar city, at the end of his travels with Yadonis, that city It has been dead for hundreds of years, but it still stands stubbornly in that wilderness.

"You can take a good rest when you get to the city." Murphy said while sitting next to Traphael, he motioned for the mage to lean on his shoulder, and the latter did so without much hesitation—after all, his physical strength was already exhausted. Seriously overdrawn, the mage thought so.

Traphael leaned on Murphy and slowly shook his head: "The tree people started to migrate, which means that the environment here will undergo a huge change. I suspect that this huge change is related to the Crane Desert, so we still have to go through the desert as soon as possible. , the sooner the better."

He leaned against Murphy, and the devil could feel it. After only a week, the mage's already thin body had lost a lot of weight.But even though he was worried about the mage's body, he had to admit that what he said made sense.

Everyone only rested on the spot for a while, then pulled themselves together and walked slowly towards Mosiah.Because Debbie couldn't continue to carry the weight, Leo had to share a ride with Roy - who should be called Avelia now.Because Murphy didn't want Traphael to take him, and he himself didn't want Leo to ride in front of or behind him out of petty eyes—he had a close relationship with the mage, or participated in the mage's unreasonable activities. People from the past he knew and was very important to him were indiscriminately hostile.

Like its city walls, the buildings in Mosia City are all made of stones and soil. Coupled with the empty streets and few pedestrians, it looks extraordinarily desolate.

The scene in the city was somewhat beyond Traphael's expectations. Judging from the scope of the city wall, the scale of the city is not too large, but according to Leo's description, this is the only place to pass through the Crane Desert. The passing merchants made this place prosperous and full of vitality.But the scene in front of him has nothing to do with prosperity.

The poet who had been here not long ago was also very surprised: "Before I left, this place was still very lively. Why did it become like this after only three months?"

There are still some shops in the city with signs showing that they used to come and go, but now the doors of those shops are open, the goods in the shops have been almost cleared, and the tables and chairs are covered with dust.

The mage asked Leo to lead them towards the hotel. Even though he had emphasized that they had to go as soon as possible, he understood that they had better find a place to rest in their current state.

Fortunately, the hotel Leo mentioned was still in operation, but when they got to the hotel, no one came out to lead the horses for them.They had to leave the horses outside the shop and let them do their own thing—these fine horses are all psychic, so they don't have to worry about getting lost.

It wasn't until they walked into the store that the boss who was dozing off at the counter was awakened.

The innkeeper obviously didn't expect any travelers to arrive at this time, looked at them in surprise, and asked, "Are you going to stay at the inn?"

"Yes, four rooms. Let's stay for one night and leave." Traphael looked at the shabby hotel and said while taking out his money bag, "Where can I buy cloaks and tents now?"