"...You've been 'missing' here for almost four days," Ice said, realizing that something might be wrong.

It was extremely normal for Bertram to send him over for two consecutive teams, and Arsey shouldn't have been so surprised.

Sure enough, Alsie's eyebrows jumped and she was surprised and suspicious.

"...We have only entered the city for less than half a day," she said.

They were very cautious when entering the city. The four people were divided into two teams, Tess and Novi were invisible. The functions of the uniforms, plus the magic scrolls and potions they prepared, if they were careful, they could almost keep each of them invisible for the whole day. Arsey and Terry stepped into the city directly and were immediately surrounded by guards.

When they claimed that they were from another planet and were just looking for their companions, the people in the city would be skeptical and would directly bring them to the city... and the supreme ruler of this country.

"A man named Remdo is called the commander." Arsey peeled Nana a bit of wilted fruit - although she was being monitored and not received real respect, her treatment was not bad.

"At least on the surface, he believed us, but he said that before us, no one else like us had entered the city."

In this case, either he was lying, or all five members of the previous team were invisible, or they entered the city in other undetected ways, or something else went wrong.

"We think it's the last one," said Arsey. "Because we confirmed after entering the city, there was no signal of life for those five people. It's the ability of the locals... I don't think they will be wiped out."

Is subconsciously raised his wrist and hid on the wrist armor under his long sleeves, clearly with nine red dots.

Even he was stunned. There were only four of them before.

Without him and Nana - what he thought before was that if the enemy was not Tafa and the first two squads were already under control, then he would be completely under the surveillance of others, which would be a bit too stupid.

Arsey looked at her head and frowned.

"My wrist armor was taken away." She explained to Is, "The only thing that can be used now..."

Is raised a finger at her and then took Nana back.

Someone came outside.

The person who came walked very quickly, and the door opened in a short while. A young woman strode in and was stunned when she saw Is.

Is nodded calmly at her, actually ready to knock her out and then escape from the window with Arsey.

"Simma?" the woman said in surprise, "How could you be here?"

Then she immediately found a reason: "Have you heard about the situation outside?...then you shouldn't have run over by yourself. This...guest, I'm responsible."

Is did not make a sound, but just lowered his head slightly.

He has discovered that although there are men and women among the priests, the status of women is obviously much higher than that of men.

Perhaps satisfied with his attitude, the woman did not care about him anymore, but turned to tell Alci, "The commander and the saint ask you to go there."

Is followed silently, letting Nana, who was invisible again, pull his hair with her claws.

The woman looked back at him but didn't drive him away.

For her, this was a good thing, because Ice was already thinking that if he was asked to leave, he would knock her out and... become her appearance.

He did not have much psychological barrier to this. The woman's skirt and cloak were thick, and she could not see any lines on her body. She just needed to change her face.

After they walked for a while, the number of priests around them gradually increased, and they were in the same direction as them.

They walked to two gorgeous doors, embellished with metal decorations and gems in the snow and ice. Two groups of people who obviously belonged to two different forces were standing silently on both sides of the door.

The female priest turned around and made a gesture to Is—he could only follow him here.

...As a matter of fact, I should have knocked her out from the beginning, and changed to her identity.

Is thought a little regretfully and stayed outside the door.

Anyway, he couldn't hear the movement inside the door.

The moment the door opened, he saw the situation inside the door. It was a hall a bit like a throne hall, with blue carpets spreading to the front of a chair that seemed to be made of ice and snow. The chair was covered with thick cushions, and there was a... little girl?

Her legs can't reach the ground!

On the left was a wooden chair that looked much more comfortable. A middle-aged man with gray hair was sitting there, slightly tilting his head to listen to the people standing beside him.

“…It has already spread to Eagle Feather Rock.”

Is only heard this and the door closed.

Arsey's arrival interrupted the original conversation. After a moment of silence, there was no polite greetings. A low and thick man asked in a voice: "What should I use to exchange for the position of your... spaceship?"

Is' eyebrows moved subtly - is this, ready to escape?

Arsey was silent for a while, and when she spoke, her answer surprised Is.

"Let my companions come back," she said, "you don't have time to build ships anymore, don't you? Leaving him in the shipyard is of no use to you. Let him come back, we can lead the way, or fly the spacecraft, and send you wherever you want to go...how?"

There was a long silence, as if I hadn't expected her to cooperate so much.

Perhaps this makes them feel suspicious and it is difficult for them to make a decision quickly.

Then, a tender voice sounded, probably the little girl.

"Your ship," she asked, "how many people can be installed? Can you install everyone?"

"...No." Arsey replied, "It's possible that you can only hold fifty or sixty people when you're stuffed at the most."

There was a hint of imperceptible fatigue in her tone, but it was too calm, as if it was not the first time she had answered this question.

"But..." the little girl said hesitantly, "There are more than 200,000 people in the city."

"Thirty-three thousand." The man who spoke before was probably the commander who corrected her.

"...We can't leave these people behind." The girl's voice was not loud, but she could hear the firmness.

No one refuted her, but no one agreed, and there was a silence inside the door.

"We need time to make a decision." A moment later, the commander said, "Before that... it would be useful even if we could build a strong enough ship."

He doesn't plan to release anyone.

Arsey did not force it, but just replied: "I hope you can get it as soon as possible... I think you understand that you don't have much time."

To put it another way, this sentence can be a complete threat, but Arsey's gentle and sincere tone makes it difficult to feel disgusted. Instead, she feels that she is really thinking about them.

The door opened soon again, and Arsey walked out, but the female priest had not followed him.

She stood by the door, glanced left and right, and then her eyes remained on Is.

"Simma," she cried, "you send our guests back."

Ice was hesitating whether to learn more about Arsie or continue to eavesdrop on here, and suddenly felt a strange feeling.

This arrogant and shallow woman may not be as simple as it seems.

Or maybe he was already affected unknowingly? In short, everything went a little too smoothly, as if the whole world was in a hurry to fulfill him.

The last time he felt this way, he was in trouble soon.

But if all this is an illusion, this illusion is woven...too seriously.

Even the Dream Planet created by Dariel, most of them are similar to robots without self-awareness. If this is a dream woven based on Is' own consciousness... he would never have such a dream that there are so many people that the city is full of people, and he would also make up a story for them that he had never thought about before.

With these doubts, he "sent" Arsey back to the room, set up a barrier, and continued his previous conversation with her.

Arsey sat back on the chair, took a long breath, and vomited it out again.

She didn't stay in that hall for long, but she looked extremely tired.

"I don't know why," Alsie herself noticed it, "always feel very tired."

It's not physical, but mental. That feeling is hard to describe, like... it's like she's been here for a long time but nothing can be done, she's both tired and depressed.

She cheered up and lit the sound transmission stone on her earlobe: "The people here didn't find the life stone and this one. They regarded both of them as decorations. I could also contact Tess and the others... but it would be better not to do so now. Or, I can contact Norway."

According to the plan, Tess and the others are trying to sneak into the prayer room now. Among Tess and Novi, Tess must be the one who carried out this plan.

Whether it was the news they heard from or the results of instrument detection, the prayer room was likely to be the source of magic for the entire city. Norway felt that the city did not look like a illusion, but it felt not normal. After all, when they came, they did not find that there was water flooding outside - the news had spread all over the city, and it didn't look like a scam.

No matter what, it is always necessary to understand the source of power.

"Do you feel anything?" she asked IS.

As soon as the voice fell, she smiled embarrassedly. I don’t know when it started... They also rely on Ice’s “feeling”.

Is was stunned for a moment.

He did not. In fact, after entering this city, he had never used his mental power. When he remembered it, he didn't even know whether it was intentional or unintentional. If there was any barrier protection outside the source stone... or other magic source, he might not feel it from a certain distance.

He actually has many opportunities to release his consciousness. Even if he just tries cautiously.

"...Give me some time," he said.
Chapter completed!