"I have a good memory, boy, you don't need to remind me. She must adapt as soon as possible, otherwise the roof is not the thing we should worry about the most. Saint, why are you making a fuss?"

“Something is approaching me.”

"It's mostly air or moisture. Think about it when they leave you, you will miss it. Then, Joey." said the wizard coldly, "Can you get the bugs and her away? I don't recommend that you use precious samples as sand."

“If you are willing to let them breed on you, maybe it’s not that precious.”

"It sounds like you treat it like a flea. But I mean Duilyn."

"Start with her." Joey suggested, "she won't scream."

"She is not suitable. I tried it before. Enough, Joey, when will you be able to concentrate on your work and leave other things to experts? Hell, just put her behind. Now no one is competing for you."

Like Rego, the Saint of Cang must be full of doubt at this time. "What are you doing?" The noise rises and falls like a wave. He can imagine the forest elves retreating and hugging their arms tightly, rubbing their sleeves and shoulders. "What is it... what? What is he doing?"

"No, don't worry. They don't belong to today's projects. Can you avoid it first, ma'am?"

"I was just about to do this...Is that the Lake Poem? You restored it."

"Sad, we haven't succeeded yet. Someone has a serious allergy to the main ingredients."

A moment of silence. Rego secretly wrote down the name, which sounded like a potion. Soon, the words of the Holy Maiden in the Forest verified the guess. "I dare say that you did not get the formula from my description. No one can infer the material of the potion based on the effect, and it is mysterious and unruly."

"That's it. Since it's mysterious and irregular, we don't have to rely on the formula to obtain the finished product. Magic can achieve the same effect."

The voice of the Elf Saint is full of incredible: "Is this kind of profession really exist in the world?"

"Of course, and he is right in front of you. Why do you think I want to become a saint wizard? Born in a big family, people must always use their strengths. Doing a job that is not good at will bring trouble, and even end up like you."

"So, don't you like being a saint wizard?"

"I want to be the Silver Song Knight." Bernard Sterling's laughter rang in his ears, and Rego couldn't help but stop. "It's ridiculous. But everyone has a young age." His tone immediately returned to normal. "Anyway, people will always look old when they recall the past. But the natural elves' youth is longer, their lifespan is longer, and they can squander at will."

"Don't worry, I won't squander here." The rustling sound was rustling. The air flow rubbed through the cloth. A needle suddenly fell across the street, and it was silent as midnight. The Saint of Cang did not speak anymore, and the wizard did not speak. As for the captain, his voice disappeared very early.

Rego immediately ended the magic. He didn't know if Bernard had discovered the pedicel on her body. The information he got this time was worth it compared to the previous long discussion of mysticism. Rego wanted to turn back to the wellhead to see if Joey was still dealing with the body, but after careful consideration, he didn't do it. I had to pretend to know nothing, Rego thought, this was very important.

There was a odor at the bottom of the well, but it was pretty clean overall. Thanks to the previous frozen magic, Rego held the weapon in his hand and was wary of possible traps. The Silver Song Knight would never have internal conflicts, but Joey obviously did not want more people to know the secrets of the wizard. What would happen at the bottom of the well? A landslide? Suffocation? Or a rapid? Rego was full of vigilance, so he was amazed when he climbed up another well without any harm.

Perhaps death will wait for me here. Rego once tried to pull himself out of the wellhead with the help of a well lock, but there was only a broken rope on the ground, and the cut-off was blackened by fire. There was more water here than ice, and there was undoubtedly a fight. In the end, he had to stab the cracks in the stone with a dagger and poke his head out of the ashes. He heard the beeping sound of burning and smelled the smell of blood, but felt more cold. It was even colder outside than in the well.

"Joey?" Someone pushed open the door. To be honest, it was just a ragged board that blocked the view, but it did work.

"It's me." Rego's eyes moved away from the center of the snow-covered courtyard. "The captain is back. I brought the antidote to the toxin. Where is Bogart?" Don't die. Okus died of the toxin's sneak attack, so others have taken precautions for this reason, but this kind of defense can be lifted through external forces. The battle consumes magic and the mystery will be weakened. "Is he okay?"

"It's hard to say. I think it depends on the mood of a lady." Ulier's expression was not anxious, and it seemed that there was no big problem. "Aness is helping him control the bugs."

Can she do it? "The toxins react?"

"Not yet. But he felt that he was in good condition and decided to cooperate with her experiment. Do you think it is a normal person to connect the experiment with risks? I suspect that the bug is gnawing on my brain, not his. Oh, go quickly."

When he saw Bogat, he was indeed alive. The water fairy Anes planned to escape when he saw him, but eventually pretended to be calm and let him go aside. "I can hear Uriel's complaints in the house." He said, "This child was scared by me."

Rego handed him the bottle of medicine. "What are you experimenting with?"

"Anesi wants to know if she can drive out the toxins of the same clan. Only the breeder can control the insects of the water fairy. This is common sense. But Annesi is a source of origin."

"She didn't mention it when she was at the manor," Rego pointed out.

"Ha! She was so scared at that time that she didn't think so much. Common sense always misleads people."

"Common sense always leads people," Rego corrected. "I don't deny that Miss Anes wants to prove her worth by inhibiting toxins so that we can release her companions. If I guess correctly, every water goblin will drive poisonous insects."

The hint was really obvious, even Anes could understand. She was a little angry, but the only way she showed was to bite her lower lip. "Uriel promised to help her release the person." Pogat put the medicine bottle aside. "But he has the same opinion as you in the experiment."

"Yes. I think it's natural to link experiments to risks," Rego said. "In the absence of anything else, it might be worth it to try...but not now."

"I don't need it anymore. She successfully caught those bugs. Anes, what's the principle? If you're willing to share it with those wizards, maybe they'll be on your side."

Rego couldn't figure out why they were so persistent about such minor details. But Anes replied: "It's not my ability. Suddenly, the little bugs followed my command. I think." She paused for a moment, "It's because Ge Feier is dead."

Rego didn't understand: "The bug is free?"

"The free poisonous insect will kill people. Rego. Killing Golfier is the solution to the insect, but her body is useless." Pogat emptied the bottle, "It was Anes who saved us...and Joey."

"What does it mean?" Uriel closed the door violently, and the board broke with great force, and the upper half flew over the path beside the garden. "Sorry, but don't blame me for eavesdropping. The sound insulation here is ridiculously poor."

"I don't know." Anes replied, "I just saw him pushing the bugs out and putting them in a pocket. They were dormant. It was not the bugs' own wishes, he could command them."

It seems that the bugs mentioned by Joey and Sterling are indeed the toxins of the water fairy, Rego thought.

"How did he do it?"

"No one explains, I don't know." Anes could know everything about the past, but Joey didn't have the habit of talking to himself when he was alone.

The missionary turned to Pogat: "You have nothing to say, sir?"

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"I'm afraid yes, Uriel. But don't you mind this?" The old knight pointed to the antidote bottle, "You have eaten the corpse of the water fairy."

Rego's face looked ugly.

"That's just water," Anes said.

He didn't want to discuss this issue again. "Did you encounter an enemy? Why didn't the captain take them back?"

"They only came after he left, they were reinforcements from Goffier and Stix."

Rego frowned. "After he left?" The house was burning, and it was nothing strange. But the enemy was obviously trapped in the freezing, and he subconsciously thought it was Joey's magic.

"Uriel can have a little bit of magic." Bogat waved his hand, "Of course, I'm sure more than 'a little'. But we have something more important than exploring the secrets of our companions. Sticks brought his first companion, one of which was a natural elf. Uriel interrogated her and found that she was the saint who came to find them."

"The man of Saint Valorand?"

"It's hard to judge." Pogat looked at the missionary. "The nature elf is an Aurenian. She has the 'permit' of a lord."

Rego must not understand before he learned from Joey's origin of the manor servant. "You are not referring to the mark, right?"

Pogat gave a positive answer. "She used to be a slave." He touched his beard, "now he has become a slave owner. Things are impermanent. Isn't it? No wonder Ge Feier can accurately distribute toxins. They rely on slaves to find us."

...

Rego took Bogart and Uriel back from the well with his worries. If he asked a few more questions, he might be able to detect the reason why Sticks fought back. But since Bogart remained silent, Uriel didn't need to point it out. They were all Silver Song Knights and could never betray the Empire. The apprentice realized that the doubts that appeared were more or less related to Joey, and he would not solve my doubts.

The instructor was waiting outside the well, with newly filled soil under his feet. The Saint Parsul of the Celestial Girl leaned under a maple tree, and his eyes were fixed on the fence. Thinking of the female elf with tattoos on her face, Uriel couldn't help but guess whether she was considering an escape plan.

"Is this your tribe?"

"It's probably my enemy. But I'm not sure now. She may not be able to ignore her past grudges and help me protect the secrets of the forest."

"You should accept her help." The instructor sarcastically turned his attention to Anes. His eyes were a little scary. "Ji Li is in the hall, you can take her out."

"But, Gursha and Chilang..."

"Maybe they will have the day to escape from the wizard's palm." Joey said ignorantly, "Sterling doesn't care where the origin of his hand comes from." His voice was lighter, but it was even more threatening. "Get out."
Chapter completed!