Witch Forest Friends Club

"That's because you don't know how cruel the road ahead is! Only one voice is allowed in the camp!"

"You don't understand at all. The so-called self-confidence and pride are not worth mentioning in this era!" The sharp words of the old wolf were as destructive as a battering ram aimed at personality, and every sentence left a miserable crack in Fanna's heart defense.

His questioning and punishment completely suppressed the girl's will to resist, and the proud wings of the swan had been broken by Gambino in public.

"Miss Marshall, you are guarded by family knights, you can go back to Cold Lake at any time, but there is no room for other pilgrims to refuse."

The old wolf put on an attitude of accepting Fanna: "Are you going to abandon them, or choose to take them to disobey the order of the academy? Are you going to give up becoming Stella's witch?"

Finally, Fanna put down the hand that was raised to her chest and tightly grasped the staff, and lowered her noble head like a swan's neck towards the residual silver light that was still flying in the air after the virtual image of Ms. Ramir dissipated.

"I obey Mrs. Stella's will."

"Very good. Follow my instructions and I will bring you safely to the capital."

Gambino flicked his cloak, walked with steady and powerful steps, turned his head and walked away.

Under the complicated gazes of the other little witches, Fan Na retreated into the team in a daze.

Witnessed by all the pilgrims, she yielded to Gambino's demands.

Anjaye shook his head imperceptibly.

The leader's qualification was stripped by Gambino.

Perhaps this result could have been predicted from the beginning—she knew that being fierce and negligent had never had anything to do with old wolves, Gambino did what he said, and did whatever he could. Fanna wanted to compete with this kind of villain who had been struggling in the mist for half a century, which was too much. Innocent.

As Knight Earnshaw said—only hoped she'd see the situation and learn the lesson for life.

But Anjaye also knew that, including himself, all the pilgrims were kept in the dark by this cunning and cunning old wolf. They didn't know the true face of the pilgrimage, so they could only choose to obey amid anxiety about the future .

Probably only Elsa knows something about the inside story.

"Elsa, about the secret behind the tour, what you know, should you tell me?"

Anjaye looked around and found that the white-haired girl was stretching herself for the end of the meeting.

"Xiao An, I'm hungry, let's talk after dinner."

This damn girl is still pretending to be confused, now is not the time to have fun!

A burst of irritability suddenly appeared in the girl's heart, and she almost tore off the fungus on the head of the staff—sometimes she really wanted to go deep into Elsa's heart, and figure out what kind of personality structure this freak had.

Chapter 40 Rumors of Cold Lake Blood

I will not shed tears for the withering of mushrooms, I have forgotten the feeling of tears.Sometimes I really envy the girls who can cry and laugh about a small thing. They are not as indifferent as I think I understand the grand narrative of the world. Have I lost my precious heart as a girl? ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

After the rally, the Dandelion Squad gathered around the bonfire for dinner and discussed Gambino's intention to launch a surprise attack by the way.

"I heard that when Mrs. Stella led her disciples to conquer the Rexxar Mountains on foot, she completed the feat of slaying the dragon here - the ancient dragon that enslaved the Gotts for centuries - Caesar the Thunderer, its skull remains It is still hanging on the top of Tianjin, the highest peak in the mountains, but unfortunately we have no chance to see it.”

When Adele told this allusion, she showed an expression of fascination for the heroic epic, which was completely opposite to her habit of hiding behind Bunty when facing danger.

"I've seen it before." Elsa once again showed off the superiority of big city witches to the little witches in the country.

"Isn't it just riding the magic wing boat?" Bounty said, not knowing what to do, "I will follow the example of ancient warriors in the future and climb the top of the gods with bare hands!"

"Sister An, what should we do next?" Jana cast her worried eyes on An Jiaye.

The black-haired girl quietly finished drinking the mushroom soup in the wooden bowl and said.

"Follow Gambino's arrangement. You have also seen that Miss Marshall, who dared to fight for the dominance at the beginning of the tour, has been suppressed and no longer exists."

"Miss Marshall is also very poor." Jana seemed to be still brooding over the result of the divination, "If this is her bad luck, everything is over."

"Even if it hasn't reached the point of slump, a setback in fighting spirit can be fatal to nobles who are about to go to war." Bounty actually joined the analysis in a straightforward way, "I don't think Fanna's bad luck is over yet."

After seeing Fanna's predicament, An Jiaye also felt that it was a pity - although Fanna also had her own fault, but the old wolf did too much.

But since she knew the old wolf, she knew that this big villain was very good at bullying little girls, whether he was sent to the school or sent out - the wolf Gambino was the psychological shadow of many low-level witches that haunted their lives.

"Elsa, what's your opinion on this temporary change of route?"

Anjaye pretended to stare at Elsa casually. Although she didn't want to test her friend on purpose, this slippery kitten was always perfunctory to prevaricate her—what about telling her the secret when he agreed to join the tour?

You still have to strangle the cat's neck and force it to ask.

"Huh?" Elsa, who was still drinking honey milk, licked her lips with innocent eyes and said, "To be honest, I don't know that the route will change. But our tour may just be displayed on the table by the school." , an eye-catching signboard."

"Are you saying that you use the tour to cover up and organize something?" An Jiaye asked pressingly, "If the tour is just a bait, what kind of prey does the Academy want to catch from the muddy water on the peninsula?"

After asking, she was shocked.

"The Bone Witch mentioned the 'Lord of Soul' to Fanna." Anjaye emphasized.

"I have studied many genealogies and related records of demon lords. Among the great demons left in Vinland's history, there is no title of 'Lord of Soul', but the history of demons is as old as the starry sky. They come to the world and are good at disguising and Bluff, or just a pseudonym."

Adele was frightened by her solemn exposition, as frightened as a rabbit who had been terrified, and clung to Bunty's body.

"Big devil?" Bunty's blood boiled, and he raised his right fist and said, "Are we going to participate in such an exciting adventure?"

"But what does that have to do with our going to the Rexxar Mountains?" Jana pointed out the blind spot.

"Do you still remember what Vanna questioned the Bone Witch?" An Jiaye sorted out the context for his companion, "No matter what demon forces are behind the Bone Witch, they are all involved in the black witchcraft incident in Cold Lake Ridge. Fanna will be killed by Marshall. The count called back, it may be related to this matter."

"As the most important aristocratic territory in the northern part of the kingdom, if Lenghu faces the threat of fog, all forces will gather here."

A flash of lightning split the fog of confusion in Anjaye's mind. She simply took out the map, spread it on her knees, and pointed to a striking mountain sign.

The team members gathered together to watch.

"If Gambino divides into two groups, Jose Sr. will continue to lead the team along the original route."

"If we want to meet at the Lenghu Territory, then we will go north and enter the Rexxar Mountains. After completing the trial mission, we must go south along the Emerald River to arrive at Lenghu, and then from the north side of Lenghu Lake to Lenghu in the south. collar."

"And the upper reaches of the Emerald Cui River." The girl pointed her fingers across a green river course across the mountains on the map, "It used to be the territory of the remnants of the Gorts."

"Senior An, are you saying that the trial is related to the Gort barbarians?" Jana lowered her voice.

"The old wolf happened to know a Gaut man." An Jiaye shook his head, "Assuming that my guess is reasonable, the mayor of Durr mentioned before that the eldest prince of Oga has been patrolling the border and has not returned. Does this border also point to What about the north side of the mountains?"

"No way." Bundy understood Anjaye's meaning this time, and the little bobcat was also shocked, "Are we going to fight?"

"It's likely to be fishing in troubled waters." An Jiaye continued to deduce, "If there is a war, the army will not be divided into two groups."

"This situation is very serious." Jiana became even more worried, "Oga's eldest prince, but that 'Wang Yan Lion' Porfirio, the number one warrior on the peninsula!"

"That's right, we won't provoke him. No matter how you say it, the academy is an ally with Oga." Bounty's braids were so shocked, "My father said that he was in Porfirio In front of the prince, it is only a sick cat."

"The question now is, which way will we take to enter the Rexxar Mountains." Anjaye didn't focus on who is the target of the trial.She bit her thumb, longing for more flashes of inspiration.

But the Lexus Mountains, which are covered by mist all the year round, have hidden too many secrets since ancient times, so how can they easily put the thousands of ravines hidden under its broad mind on the map for people to figure out?

The girl suddenly felt that her crossed legs became heavy.

"Don't worry, since the dean of students gave the order, Gambino will arrange it." Looking down, I saw Elsa's smiling face, and the girl rested her head on her lap with peace of mind after eating like a cat.

"Gambino is a pawn in the academy, and the pilgrim is now a pawn in Gambino's hands." The white-haired girl said lightly with a cotton candy in her mouth.

"But spellcasters have privileges after all. Every pilgrim apprentice is Shuting's precious property—at least before arriving at the royal capital, Fanna and the others will be obedient, and Gambino will not consume valuable chess pieces."

"You're on my map." Anjaye mercilessly pushed Elsa's little head away.

Ignoring Elsa's awkwardness of puffing up her cheeks.The information she added just now was added to An Jiaye's chain of thinking, leading her into a deeper tunnel in her mind.

After absorbing the devil's soul of the bone-eating witch, the devil's eggs in her body began to change.

Although the content of the hell contract has not been fully deciphered, as long as more demon souls are absorbed, they will usher in hatching sooner or later.

The thorny road leading to the pilgrimage may be an opportunity for her.

It's just that the crisis enveloping the peninsula behind the scenes will make how many lives in this troubled land will be ruined?

At least the Dandelion team must be saved.

The girl secretly looked around the campfire, and her companions, who had placed their trust in her, strengthened their determination even more.

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That night, after Fanna withdrew to the Cold Lake army camp, Knight Earnshaw's tent erupted into strong opposition from him.

Because it is closer to the pilgrims' camp, the movement of the dispute between the master and the slave also reached the ears of the apprentices who were about to meditate and rest—so much so that the Dandelion team, which was warming up and writing the pilgrimage log, also touched the creek near the camp. I saw the master and servant who were breaking out of the tent and arguing.

"Miss, please don't stop me." Knight Earnshaw, covered in armor, looked coldly at the blond girl who was standing in front of him.

"Earnshaw, I have made a decision. I will take my apprentices through the trials together. Gambino's army will be led by Jose and continue to the Cold Lake Territory. If you don't want to cause father's misunderstanding and cause unnecessary conflicts , be sure to ask you to lead the way—at this critical moment, this is also for the safety of Leng Hu.”

"But the order I received was to take you back." The knight refused to budge.

"Earnshaw." Fanna turned her head away, with a sad expression like a swan lamenting, "I am Stella's witch, and I cannot disobey the order of the academy."

"You really lost your mind and went crazy." Under the tall iron body of Knight Earnshaw, there was an undercurrent of murderous intent, "Is that woman's last wish so important?"

"Pay attention to your identity." When Fanna turned her head to face the knight again, she restrained the sadness on her face, "Your Excellency Machius, I am the heir of the Marshall family, and you have no right to restrain me."

"Knights also have the obligation to be loyal and counsel." Facing the reprimand of the girl for changing to an unfamiliar title, Knight Earnshaw was unmoved, "Because you are the heir, you have to shoulder the burden of the Marshall family. Your life is not your own. of."

"If you don't withdraw from the pilgrimage." Seeing the knight holding the fishtail-shaped hilt, "then let me go find that jackal."

But just when he passed Fanna and was about to go all out, the girl turned around and grabbed his scabbard carved with exquisite fish scale patterns.

The knight's tall and stalwart armored body was held by a hand that was as delicate as a flower branch. Obviously he could break and break free of this hand at will, but he had no choice but to stop.

"You will die." Fanna begged faintly, "Earnshaw, if you still see me as your master, then go back to Cold Lake."

The girl walked around to the front of the knight again, and looked up at the handsome face with the same blond hair and blue eyes as hers, her pupils were full of tears that could not be concealed by the night fog.

"Don't forget your oath to the lake."

Knight Earnshaw remained silent, and the gloomy and angry expression on his face that was eager to vent gradually turned into a sense of world-weariness that he didn't want to face his inner obsession anymore—like the crater at the bottom of the lake that was about to erupt was forcibly blocked by the iceberg that sank from the girl in front of him.

He returned to the tent silently. The soldiers in the cold lake were like tight-lipped reefs, allowing the waves to return to dead silence after the ups and downs.

Only the thin and helpless back of the blond girl was left, facing the gurgling stream next to the camp, feeling sorry for herself.

Seeing that Fan Na finally returned to the wandering carriage in the pilgrim camp, the dandelion team, who was squatting far away behind a fallen tree and peeping, emerged from behind the pile of mushrooms overgrown with the trunk.

"It's wonderful." Elsa covered her mouth and said in surprise, "What's the relationship between them?"

"That's right." Jana also clenched her fists nervously, as if to cheer someone up, "My heart is about to jump out."

"Why are you here?" An Jiaye frowned and looked at Ronan who was sitting on the dead wood and holding down the mushroom.

"When I was touring the Cold Lake Territory, I heard a rumor." The bard fiddled with the lute.

"Contemporary Cold Lake Earl Macbeth Marshall had two marriages. The first countess, Fanna's mother announced that she died of illness, and the second married the tree court's dispatched witch 'Flying Witch' Cereno. However, He is among the folks, and it is said that he also has a childhood sweetheart."

"You mean?" Not only Elsa and the others, but even An Jiaye, who has never been interested in school gossip, was attracted.

"Yeah." Ronan pointed and swept the strings heavily, "Bastard child."

The same blond hair and blue eyes as Fanna, named master-slave relationship with hidden contradictions.

Anjaye secretly slandered, so it can be explained.

The lute tuned by Ronan finally played a sad ditty, and he hummed along with the sound of the lute.

"Noble knight, why do you want to fall? Bloody butcher, can you wash your hands in the waves? That shady romantic debt, you can see that the product of your tragedy makes a child become a slave of fate before it is born. "

Even Bunty, who has always been nervous, showed a trace of sympathy: "This kind of thing is quite common among nobles."

"It turns out that Knight Marchius is Miss Marshall's half-brother?" Adelia covered her mouth, her eyes turned red in the blink of an eye, like the brain-filling monster Anjaye had seen in her previous life. Fallen Road. "Many, what a tear-jerking story. In a family of nobles who are fighting endlessly, the illegitimate and low-status elder brother secretly guards the younger sister who puts all his hopes in life. They are clearly concerned about each other, but they can't open their hearts. What is the relationship between them? What kind of pathetic bond is maintained?"

"Did you read some strange book in the library?" Bounty said, not surprised by Adele's eccentricity, "Is it a forbidden book in the private collection of Teacher Fulilian?"

"Eh..." An Jiaye looked at the pair of living treasures silently, as if he had heard some secret that shouldn't be heard again.

Chapter 41 The Murder in the Jungle

Whenever I try to see through the human surface full of lies and pretense, I compare it with mushrooms, because the traces left by mushrooms never lie. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

Gambino's plan to divide the army into two groups was vigorously implemented.

Under his command, the pilgrimage army was diverted. Jose Sr. led a direct army of nearly 2000 people, carrying all the chariots and horses and a large amount of luggage, bypassing the southwest barrier of the mountains, and continued eastward toward the cold lake collar.

And the composition of the team that went to the Rexxar Mountains to challenge the trial did not surprise Anjaye.

"Old Jose took away the main force, and Gambino left a centurion as a guard, plus our apprentices, and everyone else was hyenas."

Compared with the wolf blood warriors prohibited by Gambino's order, more than half of the people who followed this time were miscellaneous mercenaries.

They went into battle lightly, carrying only about three or four days of rations, which meant that this adventure going deep into the Rexxar Mountains only had a few short days of journey before arriving at the next supply point.

"There must be a shortcut." An Jiaye judged a key clue and privately shared it with the team members, "Gambino will never act recklessly."