According to Stiana's observation, there was a strange fire reaction nearby. It seemed that there were enemies waiting here, probably the witch provided the killers with a position. Parsul rolled the arrow and just waited to enter the range and let go of his fingers. The "storm" would blow the coast into a swamp. But in her heart, she prayed that no one was there.

A few days ago, the boat was attacked at the junction of the tributary flowing into the Black Moon River. The assassin with fish gills on his face swam across the river, screaming in words that he couldn't understand, and wanted to pull Stiana out of the water. A sad mistake. In an instant, he endured several currents that could melt steel, and his skin was carbonized and his flesh was ripe. The hunter's brown ears cut open his stomach and stuffed it with hay that smelled strange. The Silver Song Knight then kicked the body into the water. After a minute, strings of bubbles rose from the bottom of the water, and Parsul smelled a strong stench.

"The big fish running from the sea." Brown ear explained, "The stimulant is the most unbearable. The Black Moon River is a miracle of the broken moon, so these guys who do not believe in God can only rely on the sweat secreted from their skin to exchange information. Otherwise, they will not even be able to find out whether they are dead or alive."

In the east of Alanwo, he was harassed by the Naga fishman. She witnessed the corpse falling into the river, attracting its kind. If the brown ears were effective, they would be attacked and die under the effect of toxins. Saint Valorland also had similar poisons, specifically punishing the overwhelming and flooding member races. Parsul also issued an order for the massacre in person, but now she had goose bumps just by thinking about it.

Sure enough, no killer approached the sailing ship.

The enemy was taught a lesson. The woods on the shore were hiding druids, and they looked very different from their fellow tribes in the north, and they might not believe in Heather. When Stiana was concentrating on the sails, the sinister natives shot wooden arrows at the boat. Parsul let the ship grow vines to resist the landing flying arrows. Even so, the sailboat still swayed in the waves, and the brown ears were almost thrown into the river, and half of his body hung outside.

The Silver Song Knight quickly reached out and firmly grabbed the elf hunter's arm, as relaxed as lifting a bag of millet. He threw his brown ears beside Stiana and immediately launched a counterattack. Parsul saw sharp ice thorns gathering into dozens of long snow-white belts, roaring and launching a distance of hundreds of yards. In an instant, the other side seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and a corner of the pine forest collapsed.

Since then, the arrows that can interfere with the boat have never appeared again. Even Stianna admits that she is no match for Joey here. However, even if the environment strengthens the team's combat effectiveness, Parsul can't stand it. To be honest, I would rather clear the sky and the sun rise for twenty-four hours a day.

As we penetrated into the glimmer forest, the enemy's traces became undetectable. The sailboat sailed under the storm, and the jungle quickly entered the field of view, and then disappeared silently. A small delta appeared on the left, connecting a low and worn wooden suspension bridge at the end, and the other end of the latter was submerged into the river. The pebbles were straight in the middle of the river, as if they were unwelcome guests.

"The sailing boat cannot pass." The hunter pointed out uneasyly.

"We're almost here," said Stiana. "It's time to go ashore next."

Parsul hopes to sail to Kamaria. Heather's children are not afraid of crossing mountains and rivers, but walking through the vibrant, warm and humid forest is one thing, and trekking hard in the wind and snow, trembling is another thing. Brown ears told her that the Black Moon River will not stop flowing, which means there is a possibility of going upstream until Kamaria. The problem is that the boat cannot hold on to such a long way.

Her sailboat was made of cedars, much larger than the werewolf tethered to the dock, enough for four people to rest in the cabin. The cabin layout was no longer the natural style of beasts, with tables, chairs, beds and blankets available, and Stiana also planned to build a special stove for her. It was easy to do, but it was difficult to do, and the stonemasons recently got the werewolf village to search for, and the work finally fell on Joey and Brown's ears. They first removed half of the wall of the summer hut and stuffed it into the cabin. When the work was completely completed, Stiana reminded them that there was no firewood to pick up during the rafting of the Black Moon River.

"What's there to worry about?" the Knight answered without thinking, "She can burn herself to keep warm." Parsul forced herself to smile.

Because the river beach was extremely shallow, they had to throw the sailboat forty yards from the bridge. When they got ashore, her toes were immersed in the water. At first, every step was full of pain, and the frostbite was acupuncture, but later it gradually became numb. Although the Black Moon River would not freeze, the temperature was still terrible. When they trek to the hard mud, Parsul leaned on the branches to rest exhaustedly, and the dripping fur began to frost with the naked eye. After closing her eyes for a few seconds, she seemed to have finished a dry and warm dream. Dreams were a reflection of desire. She knew that she wanted heat and wanted dryness, but what she wanted most was Heather's encouragement.

The owner of the forest satisfies her.

"It's coming soon, go forward" the voice whispered in her ear, "The end is ahead"

The front means colder. Parsul couldn't tell whether this was her own illusion or the real god's guidance. But since Mortus escaped to this day, she has never lost her direction. The strange forest is not an obstacle. The strong wind and snow can confuse the knights and the two origins, but it cannot interfere with Parsul's distinction. She was sure that they were always heading south. Only Heather can give me such great help. Who else can?

"Let's make a fire here." Stiana suggested that when she arrived at the upper reaches of the Black Moon River, she was so cold that she sneezes.

Brown Ear also agreed. "There is nothing here except the corpse. When I see many big men relocating, the team will understand the lady. Just so happened that I have reached the destination, and the trip to the forest is not my business. I will rest as long as I want." He looked around for a week, "What do you eat?"

Even Parsul dared not guarantee her. She lied to the knight that her eyes and ears were plants and trees in the forest, but they were essentially grass seed fairies and small human races. The further south, the fewer "ears and ears" they woke up. The god of brown ears could help him make decisions, but could not provide material. His new home still needs time to get familiar with it slowly.

Fortunately, Stiana believes that the fruits that magically urge to grow are very delicious, while Parsul doesn't mind eating voles and black badgers, or simply being leftover squirrels from foxes. Parsul is more common in snow forests than wild boars and foxes. After all, they have no choice at the moment when they find what they find to eat.

"You can rest, but there is no way to make a fire. If you have to light it, go to the boat to move that damn stove." Joey said.

"He was right." Although Parsul wanted to ignite all the reeds by the river to keep warm. "The enemy is too close to us, and making a fire is a way to die."

"Ha. Who will die?"

"I can't say it, Anna." Parsul covered a leopard skin on her shoulder. The girl in Chuyuan smiled confusedly, not knowing how to wear it. "The witch assigned a mission, and the locals moved, but they were not my real enemies. The actions of the empire brought threats. The battlefield between us and the local nightingale was no longer like the conflict after encountering each other. The Knights of the Silver Song will undoubtedly find the existence of these people."

"There are also these people who can always find out exactly why we are," Joey added.

"Will they unite? The Knights of Silver Song and the Assassin?" The girl from Chuyuan raised her head and asked Parsul to tie her scarf tightly. "Has the Knight of the Empire completely lost his heart of honor?"

"In your eyes, what should the empire be like?"

"You know who I mean, Joey. Your comrade is different from those officers. I have seen Lord Victor, who is a real hero. No one in the entire cabinet can match him."

"A heroic idiot, played around by those who are not worthy of competing with him."

Stiana stared at him viciously. She glanced at Parsul and didn't speak anymore. She was probably wondering how I got together with him. "At least the wizard of the Mercury Church dare not to toss in front of him."

"There is a difference between the wizards of the Church and your association, Sainsbury, they have no time to have fun everywhere."

Parsul changed the topic: "Unfortunately, we are not available either. Let's talk about serious things first. Cooperation is often two-way. After all, Alanwo is not the home court of the Silver Song Knights. The locals who deal with the most are the locals. How will the Moon Elf view their peers in neighboring countries?"

"The Silver Song Knight is not..."

"...Assassins? When they use assassination to maintain their loyalty, this is their name. Don't care about the details, Anna, the 'Victor' will not do it yourself." Otherwise we will wait for death here. Parsul thought to himself, but I must wear a pair of dry socks before I die.

"The emperor will mobilize the Silver Song Knight, and it does not need to be approved by the prince himself. After marrying the princess, he couldn't even know whether his subordinates were a company or a box of wine bottles." The knight mocked.

"Don't mention the Orenian Empire again." Brown-eared sighed, "You are now in a foreign country."

"Yes. The locals' suggestions are the most reliable. Will Alanwo's Nightingale welcome the Knights of the Silver Song?" She only cared about this.

"It's unlikely to ask me." They all returned to silence and listened to the explanation of Brown Ear under the jujube tree that Parsul leaned against. "Alanwo has no friendship with Aurenya, and most moon elves do not welcome humans, only water elves treat them equally."

"It can be seen." Joey replied.

His participation in the topic is a good sign, indicating that the previous argument has passed. But Parsul looked at Stiana's frowning and always felt that the knight was pointing out. Chuyuan Anes is a water fairy, and I don't know what her fellow tribe thinks about her.

"Peace is the most ideal means, but unfortunately it can only be achieved after war." Parsul sighed, "Two neighboring tribes can fight, let alone countries? But when they have strongly the same purpose, even enemies can join hands."

"For example, you and Joey?" Brown-eared in.

"The example is right in front of her." She shrugged, "It can be seen that this situation does not exist."

Joey doesn't think so. "Then you have to count on the 'Victor' to conquer the Kamaria water goblin with his heroism."

"Maybe in a more rude way," Stiana said coldly, "If the Knights of Silver Song choose to attack Alanwo and put the witches and their daggers in their pockets, there is no need to care about the opinions of the locals."

"Impossible. Then we would have passed Kamaria before the war ended."

When it comes to war, Parsul didn't know whether she should be glad or trouble. After all, Alanwo will become another target of the Empire after Saint Valorland. This fact will not bring joy to her, the Saint of Celestial Girl. But now the situation is different. If Alanwo's war distracts the Silver Song Knight's attention, it means that her situation will improve greatly. When the Empire annexed the Forest Race, Parsul asked for help from every mysterious race she knew, and of course he would not miss Alanwo. However, the Moon Elf did not react. Now, it's their turn to be unlucky.

Stiana had naive hopes, thinking that the Knights of the Silver Song had more important tasks and would not care about Joey's small treason. But Parsul knew that the real situation would probably be as the Knight speculated, the witch's nightingale and the Empire spies attacked each other separately, and then discovered each other's existence. Heather! We can't completely clean up the corpse...more likely, I am the next corpse?

The hunter moved his knees by the root of the tree and accidentally hit the low branch. With a click, a large area of ​​snow fell down on his head and face. They were hit one after another, and no one could dodge them in time. Parsul was forced to withdraw his thoughts, his teeth trembled, and the knight could only sweep his shoulders. The "storm" was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly a strong wind summoned, scrambling all the snowflakes around him. Brown ears lowered their heads and coughed, but she still stared at him unhappily.

The hunter didn't see it. "I want me to say that no matter what purpose it is, the Alanwo people will never join forces with the Imperial spies. We have no common ground with human beings. They act weirdly, some of them can distinguish, but most of them are puzzling. The most important thing is faith - Broken Moon is the only god in my heart, because only He will favor Alanwo. But in Aurenia, anyone who has not been baptized by the Church of the Three Gods is a savage who disrespects the true God, and is an object of oppression, enslavement and sale. How can humans deny the existence of the gods?"

"The reason is obvious. The gods are of different ranks, so that the sons of the emperor and the noble can ride on our heads with justification."

Parsul looked at the knight in surprise, but he didn't expect that his views on the gods were so unique.

But Joey didn't respond to her gaze. "Where did you know about Aurenia's intelligence? Brown-eared? It must not be told by this brainless woman."

"Hey!"

"It was Uriel's words." The hunter showed a depressed look of not being able to offend Stiana. Perhaps he was engaging in the atmosphere. "He is Gaia's missionary, but I can chat with him very much. I think the key is that he never persuaded me to convert to Gaia."

While at Mortus, Uriel was also ordered to preach to Parsul to eliminate her vigilance against the empire, but Parsul felt respect from his words and deeds. It seems that I really didn't have an illusion.

"He's very incompetent," Joey mocked.

"No. silence conveys far more than I want to say."

"Is that right? But I would rather listen to the long speech he conveyed silently." The knight stood up, "No fire is allowed - unless you have a way to hide the light of fire." He dropped this sentence and went into the snow forest to find food.
Chapter completed!