get-shopping Chapter 72
Chapter 72
When Aize woke up in the morning, Byron was no longer around. When he opened his eyes, he saw Byron wrapped in his improved warm spider silk and squatting beside the fire that had been rekindled, "click" in his hand. "With a sound, he folded a dead branch in two and threw it into the fire.
Ai Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief and yawned.
——Fortunately, Byron woke up, thinking that he and Byron hugged each other last night and fell asleep. Aize felt that it would be embarrassing if he woke up and found that he was hugging Byron.
After seeing that the fire was getting hotter, Byron tightened the spider silk wrapped around his body, took a small iron pot to the edge of the warm spring, brought half of the pot of water back, and set it on fire. The pure white spider silk made him almost merge with the vast expanse of whiteness in the snow. Ai Ze looked intently, only to find that his little brother was also standing by the fire.
Ai Ze sat up, drooped his head and yawned without any image: "How is your body?"
Byron paused, turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Are you awake?" He got up and walked over, looking down at Ai Ze: "I was fine yesterday, how about you? Did you sleep well?"
Ai Ze got off the hammock while scratching his face, bent down to grab a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face, shivering from the cold: "It's not bad."
He just answered casually, but he didn't expect Byron to say with a smile behind him: "From then on, I will sleep like this."
Ai Ze heard that he had put the remaining snow slag on Byron's face. After finishing the vote, he still felt puzzled, so he turned his head and directed his younger brother: "Go on Mo Ne! Fuck him to death!"
Of course, the little spider didn't dare to make a fuss about Byron's attribute. He just pretended not to hear anything, and continued to stay by the fire and look up at the sky.
Aize: "..."
When Byron saw this, he smiled wantonly, and his expression became less and less consistent, which made Ai Ze half-dead, squatting by the warm spring to wash up——Byron, this is OOC, this Definitely OOC!The attributes of Li's personality are simply insane, okay!
After taking care of himself, he turned back and sat by the fire, and asked straight to the point, "When are we leaving?"
Yesterday, after Byron woke up, he directly issued an assembly order. He didn't avoid Ai Ze, but Ai Ze didn't stare so carelessly, so he only saw the time and place from the beginning to the end—— The city of Feralas, the Queen of Heaven, is probably more lively than usual.
According to Byron, although this snow valley is not too far from Feralas City, they can't stay here for too long. Since Byron's injury is fine after a night, they have to leave quickly.
Byron reheated the leftover venison from yesterday, and handed it over: "After eating, take a rest and leave."
Eating venison early in the morning is too heavy...
Ai Ze took the food while slandering, and asked while chewing: "Why did you go to Feralas City instead of the McGuin Outpost? It was the McGuin Outpost that first reported the 'strange disease', right?" ?"
A little surprised by Aize's doubts about this operation for the first time, Byron raised his eyebrows and said, "You haven't asked any questions since you set off. I thought you were really not curious at all." After speaking in such a half-joking manner, Byron didn't give Ai Ze a chance to speak, and immediately continued: "I don't know if you found out yesterday that the square on the top floor we arrived at after passing through the secret passage is actually in the In the city of Feralas."
Aize was a little surprised: "Really?"
He is not familiar with the cities of this world at all, but Byron, as a prince and not a resident of Feralas City, can actually say the location of that square with such certainty, either because he has outstanding observation skills or because he is familiar with the territory of the empire. Extreme—no matter which one of the two, Ai Ze thinks that Byron is not an ordinary bull.
Byron nodded: "As early as you drew my attention to the strange disease at the McGurn Outpost, I had already sent someone to investigate. The origin of the Amway Religion is indeed at the McGowan Outpost. According to the information, the McGowan Outpost The outpost has also held no less than three or four times of divine descent ceremonies, and the date of the weekly divine descent ceremony is fixed, but it happened to be just three days before we arrived in Feralas, at the McGowan outpost The information that was sent was different from the usual ones—on the day when the god descending ceremony was supposed to be held, there was no news from the outpost."
Ai Ze followed Byron's words and thought about it, which made him vaguely aware of something: "You mean...the location of the God's Descending Ceremony has been moved? To the city of Feralas?"
Although Byron didn't explain it emphatically, he clearly stated in this passage that the God's Descending Ceremony is held once a week. Ai Ze and he followed Leonard Melville to the city of Feralas until they found the doorway. Isn't the time between entering the latest god drop ceremony venue just three days!
Even if they counted with their fingers, they could know that the god descending ceremony at the McGowan outpost was probably transferred to the city of Feralas.
Byron nodded, agreeing with Aize's conjecture: "We all witnessed the whole process of the god descending ceremony, what do you think is the most strange point?"
Ai Ze frowned and thought about it for a long time, then said uncertainly: "The prophetess? Or that long gun?"
He had been focusing on counter-moves yesterday, so it's not surprising that he was particularly impressed with this person.Byron shook his head, broke off two dead branches and threw them into the fire: "It's the black liquid in the glass bottle."
When Ai Ze was touched by him, he immediately let out an "ah".
Seeing that he remembered this detail, Byron continued: "I think you can also see that the 'miracle' on the so-called facilitator of the divine descent ceremony is actually the change in appearance caused by burning vitality. There are not many studies, but we still know that the forbidden magic of burning life force needs to be realized through a medium."
Ai Ze looked at Byron for a long time: "...you don't want to get a bottle back to study, do you?"
Byron smiled at him, and did not deny it: "In addition, according to the combination of information from the two places, the place where the god descending ceremony is probably located is the place of the pagan gods—do you still remember the place where the prophetess walked when she appeared? The door? Even if it is a storm, it is necessary to go to the door to check. Yesterday we only speculated that the prophetess had a connection with the pagan gods, but if we combine the current information to deduce, there may be another possibility... The pagan gods were there at the time, so why did they attack us with that long spear by the hand of the prophetess? Of course, this is just a guess. After our people arrive in Feralas, we will make a point of these one by one. Check it out."
...that's reasonable, and there's absolutely no room for comment.
Ai Ze finished eating the venison overnight as if listening to a story, and slipped to the warm spring to wash his hands. After washing twice, he suddenly said something like this: "This spring water has such wonderful effects, why don't we take it with us?" Let's go?"
Byron immediately guessed what he was thinking, and shook his head with a smile: "Even if you take it away, you have to drink it within a day." Then, Byron gave Aizekop the legend of Snow Valley Warm Spring in detail again.
However, Ai Ze has a different opinion on this: "People can't always find the real location of the warm spring because it is on the back of a huge tortoise. Don't you think it's a strange thing to walk for more than a day? Since it will lose its effect if you take it away, can I think that the effect of the warm spring is actually related to this turtle?" Ai Ze pointed his index finger The next action: "Maybe Nuanquan is actually this tortoise?"
It was rare for Ai Ze to say such sharp words, and Byron was stunned for a long time before agreeing: "It's my way of thinking that was influenced by the legend of Snow Valley's warm spring, and you're right."
Having said that, the conversation between the two stopped here - they had a tacit understanding on this point, no matter what the body of Nuanquan was, they didn't have the idea of taking it for themselves.
While talking, Byron had almost packed the picnic utensils, and he was about to get a few handfuls of snow to put out the fire, when Aize suddenly turned his head and looked to the side: "Someone is coming! "
In addition to them, there are also lucky people who have found Xuegu Nuanquan...?
... It was agreed that few people could find it all year round! ?The legend is deceiving!
While Byron was looking in the direction he was pointing at, with a flick of his fingers, Ai Ze shot out two spider threads and hooked the hammock woven between several trees, and pulled back the two tough spider webs , directly crumpled into a ball and stuffed it into the storage ring, and then beckoned to make Meine shrink back and hide on her body.
But Byron retracted his gaze and put out the fire with snow. He packed up the rest of the things and just stood up when he saw several people coming out from the side of the bushes——the people in front were all dressed as swordsmen, watching After arriving at Aize and Byron, he was obviously relieved, but Aize felt obvious vigilance from the other party.
Meeting other people by the warm spring can only be regarded as ape dung between lucky treasure hunters. No matter what you say, a large pool of warm spring water will not give two groups of people a reason to conflict, so Ai Ze didn't pay much attention to the appearance of these people, just casually glanced at those who wanted to count the number of people by looking at their heads.
However, his simple action suddenly froze on the spot when he saw a certain face in the group——
This adventure team, which looked like it was all composed of swordsmen, consisted of seven people. The young man surrounded in the middle had brilliant blond hair similar to Byron's, evil dark green pupils, and a handsome face. It was an obvious surprise: "It's you?!"
Compared to the other party's surprise, Ai Ze felt that if his eyes could kill people, then the guy on the other side would be sorry for his sharp stare if he didn't die a hundred or eighty times: "Damn, bad luck! =="
This is really something that Aize has to admit is familiar - isn't this the son of the city lord, Austin Ray Chrisman, who tricked him into the private mansion in the mountain city? !
The author has something to say: [Note] OOC: OutOfCharacter = out of the original character
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