Miss Benenice had no intention of covering up the traces of the group, and even deliberately wanted to let possible intruders know that there was someone here, so she did not panic at all.
The intruders who had touched the perimeter guard also realized the self-confidence of the people camping here. They also did not continue to hide themselves, but walked generously from the forest to the edge of the camp.
Shade was really looking forward to seeing the professor of the "Truth Society" who was wearing a crisp suit and glasses among these people. After all, he still had many questions to ask Miss Pavo who retreated at the end of the Pantanal War.
.But unfortunately, none of the five people who appeared at this time looked like members of the Truth Society.
There were four men and one woman among the five, and the youngest one looked to be in his thirties. They were all wearing black cloaks to avoid the cold, and the leader was an old gentleman in his fifties with half-white hair.
He looked at everyone in the camp, and then looked at Shade and Miss Bernice beside the campfire. When he saw the unicorn, he also showed an unusually surprised expression, which soon turned into vigilance.
And dignified. Obviously, he recognized Shade next to the unicorn as the leader of this group of people.
"One high ring, two middle rings, and two low rings. I really didn't expect that after what happened in Tobesk last fall, the [Blood Spirit School] would dare to send people to the old continent."
Before the other party spoke, Shade spoke first.
He touched the unicorn standing next to him. The light of the jumping bonfire made his shadow draw strange shapes on the snow.
The glimmer of light from the pure white beast also illuminated half of his body, but this made Shade's figure even more strange at this time. Miss Benanis also understood that Shade wanted to confuse the enemy, so she lowered her head
She stood behind him, looking obedient.
"Hello from Mr. Hermons, didn't know who you were."
The gray-haired old gentleman said cautiously, using the name "The Weeper of Blood".
"Hermons? How is he recovering from his injuries? He was injured by the 'Sunshine Sword' Hog Rendell and he was able to escape. His ability to escape is not inferior at all to what it was back then."
Shade said mockingly, staring at them:
"The cemetery of Saint-Péry belongs to us."
"But."
The old gentleman still wanted to refute, so Shade used local slang and cursed a curse word that he had never said before:
"For outsiders who don't know the rules, do they really think there are no ring warlocks in the Randall Valley?"
This makes it clear that they are a local group of ring wizards in Randall Valley City.
A group of five outsiders all trembled at the corners of their mouths, but they also saw that the group of people who had already set up camp were obviously confident in dealing with them. The ring warlock's perception determines that the approximate strength of the opponent is basically unmistakable, although it is not yet
There was a head-on confrontation, but the old gentleman at the head had already decided to retreat, but the man behind him said:
"No, if we give this place to them, what will happen to our cooperation terms?"
The man who spoke actually had a Randall Valley accent. The [Blood Spirit School] probably found a local helper.
"The terms of cooperation can be drafted again, but the promised things will not change."
The old man whispered, looking at Shade with some fear. Shade saw that he already wanted to leave, but lacked a "step", so he said to the witch beside him:
"Hathaway, teach them a lesson, and I will reward you later."
He deliberately said the second half of the sentence in a very disgusting tone. With his personality, he would never say such a sentence.
Miss Benanis bowed her head cooperatively:
"Yes."
As she spoke, she took a step forward without showing her life ring. She just sang in a low female voice:
"do~"
Even though Shade was not the target of the spell, he still felt that his body became extremely heavy at this moment. And the two low-level warlocks among the five people facing Miss Benanis fell to the ground at once.
, the whole person was lying on the ground as if he was stuck.
The middle-level warlock groaned and bent slightly, as if resisting the force. Although the old gentleman in the high-level didn't make much movement, it was obvious that the change in his expression could be seen.
【Use singing to control the gravity of the earth.】
"She" softly reminded the truth about the thaumaturgy used by Witch Shade, and this blow finally made the group of [Blood Spirit School] realize the reality clearly. After all, in their view, the man with the unicorn standing next to him
She should be stronger than the woman singing now.
"Sorry to bother you, we're leaving now!"
The two middle-level warlocks struggled to pull up their companion who fell to the ground. The old gentleman in the upper level slowly backed away, but Shade stopped him:
"Leave your information and information about this place!"
This request further confirmed the old gentleman’s confidence, but this time he did not agree:
"Sir, sometimes it's not good to be too greedy."
While speaking, all five people in the group stopped moving. As the skin surface peeled off, the five people actually turned into stone statues as tall as a person, and their strength did not decline too much because of this.
The stone men immediately launched a charge into the camp, but were quickly stopped by the witch's followers.
Miss Benanis did not intervene and let her followers handle it. She turned to Shade and said:
"It ran away, like some kind of evil god's magic. I've never seen it before. Does the Blood Spirit School still have this kind of power?"
"I don't know if it's a relic or some unknown thaumaturgy, or maybe it's not the power of the Blood Spirit School."
The five stone figures were easily broken into pieces and turned into ordinary stones. Neither Shade nor Miss Bernice thought of going deep into the forest to chase the group of people, but they still patrolled around a few times to confirm that they were really
He retreated instead of hiding nearby and trying to sneak attack again.
"In this way, it is almost certain that the 'Saint Perry Cemetery' is nearby."
When the two sat back by the bonfire again, Shade said to Miss Benanis, and the witch nodded:
"Just wait with peace of mind. The people from [Blood Spirit School] are coming at this time, which also means that the time is night."
For a middle-level warlock like Shade, staying up all night does not have much impact on the body and spirit, but he rarely stays up late in this world. Sitting by the campfire, he continued to chat with the blond witch next to him under the stars.
The surrounding stories, chatting about the legends of the city and the river valley, the time came to midnight unknowingly, but still nothing happened.
When midnight passed, Shade missed little Mia who spent the night at Dorothy's place. It happened that Miss Bernanice inquired about the story of Shade and the cute cat, so Shade smiled and talked about "Uncle."
The story of the four commissions left by "Pallo Hamilton" before his death, "to find the lost cat, to investigate the lover, to find a doctor to treat eye diseases, and to find Miss Black who ran away from home."
Because some secrets were involved, Shade could not fully describe the whole story, but these stories were still very long. And when Shade talked about his latest correspondence with Miss Gothe at one o'clock in the morning, Miss Bernanice suddenly
She raised her hand to stop him, and then looked around in confusion:
"Why is it foggy?"
I don't know when, the thick white mist has enveloped the camp where the fire is shining. Shade and the witch were just focusing on telling stories, but the other ladies in the camp all fell asleep without knowing when. The white horse
The little beast was also asleep at this time, but it fell asleep naturally. At this moment, when Shade touched it, it woke up sleepily and looked blankly at the white mist outside.
The thick fog completely blocked the view. Sitting by the campfire, she could not even see the night five meters outside the camp. The witch stood up with a serious face, realizing the seriousness of the problem she was facing at this time.
Several black shadows patrolled in the thick fog, and then the souls with green phosphorus fire floating around them rushed into the camp, completely ignoring the surrounding defense measures. The witch stretched out her hand to fight back, but was caught by Shadra:
"I'm familiar with this kind of thing. This is a test. I'll do it."
Because he had prepared the casting materials in advance, he took one step and appeared directly behind the soul. He stretched out his hand to touch the spirit body, and the thaumaturgic effect took effect:
"Guide to death."
Scenes appeared in front of me. The soul in front of me was that of an adventurer who died unexpectedly in the wild. He lived about a hundred years ago. After his death, his soul could not leave because of resentment, but it did not because of the comfort of some strange power.
Turned into an evil spirit. The memory of the soul seemed to be covered by some kind of power, so that Shade could not see everything, but Shade could also guess that it was the power of St. Perry Cemetery that helped him:
"You can leave now."
Shade let go of his hand and saw that the few resentments in his soul had disappeared. Then he casually drew a dark crack. While the witch retreated in horror, the adventurer's soul bowed slightly to Shade and then stepped into the crack.
Later, the beach was illuminated by the dark moon.
"Is that... a real death?"
Miss Benanith is more knowledgeable than Miss Lassus, but Shade did not answer her question immediately, but motioned the witch to sit down:
"Something is coming again, it doesn't look like an enemy."
Shade returned to the blonde witch and looked at the entrance to the right side of the camp. A blurry figure kept approaching from the thick fog. When the figure came to the edge of the camp, they saw an old woman wearing a nun's robe.
.
"A spirit body again?"
[No, it’s not a spirit body. It’s the remnants of some kind of high-level thaumaturgy combined with magical rituals. It’s hard to say exactly what it is. Maybe it’s just a memory. She should be the one you are waiting for. 】
The old woman was wearing a brown nun's robe and a cold-proof cloak with a hood. Her face was clearly familiar to Shade. Under the watchful eyes of Shade and Miss Bernanice, the old nun crossed the defenses outside the camp.
The ceremony went to the bonfire like this:
"Originally I just wanted to try it out to see what you guys would do, but I didn't expect that I actually let him leave directly. This is really great and a warm flame."
