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Chapter Forty-Two Shadow Three

Aranza still maximized his soul sensing ability, carefully searching every corner around him, but found nothing unusual. But this calmness did not make him feel relaxed at all, but made him more vigilant. Aranza seemed casual on the surface, but his eyes were

He moved slightly left and right without leaving any trace, catching every suspicious trace, but found nothing. In other words, every corner here was full of anomalies, so that he could not find anything outstanding.

Before he could reach it, Aranza's footsteps stopped in front of the door of the semi-circular house made entirely of candy. He did not push it open in a hurry, but stood in front of the door, seeming to be thinking about something.

"how?"

Hancock stood behind Aranza and asked.

"Well, okay..."

Aranza smiled, turned around and said, "I actually have an ominous premonition."

"It's too late to say that now."

"That's what I said..."

Aranza took a few steps back to make his field of vision wider. He raised his head slightly to take in the whole view of the candy house. He still didn't find anything that made him feel in danger, and his intuition told him that the calmer it is, the better it usually means.

A fierce storm. At this time, Aranza curled up with a smile, but said to Hancock and Carew: "Well, let's go back."

After saying this, Aranza didn't explain much and turned around and walked back.

But no one has ever stipulated that once you reach the target's door, you cannot turn around and go back.

Seeing this, Hancock and Carew were doubtful, but they did not hesitate. They followed Aranza's pace again and walked back without knowing why. Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the woods, as if they were venting some emotion.

The three people returned the same way, and occasionally talked during the period, but Aranza deliberately avoided talking about the reason for returning the same way, until about two or three hours later, a light from the exit of the grove appeared in the sight of the three people.

When he saw this light with a hint of autumn, the expression on Aranza's face showed some relief. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and stepped into this long-lost light.

In an instant, something seemed to be expelled from Aranza's body. This was an extremely subtle change, but it did not mean that it was not clear. At least, when Aranza looked to the left and right, Hancock and Carew's eyes

The surprise told him that they also discovered this.

"really."

Aranza smiled and said, "Well, there is something strange about this forest."

Hearing this, Hancock was noncommittal. She turned around and pointed. The dark forest was obviously incompatible with the surrounding environment. She gave Aranza a contemptuous "che" and said, "What do you think is not weird about this forest?"

"Well……"

Aranza smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, I just didn't expect that... this place has reached the point of... controlling feelings..."

"It's not control," Hancock denied Aranza's words and said, "It's just intervention... The breath before may not really exist at all, it was just generated in our induction... That's why you didn't sense it.

His soul, witch... is really curious."

Aranza nodded, but her brows furrowed and she said, "Well... this witch is a little different from what I imagined."

He turned around again and looked at the woods behind him. The light was broken at the outermost treetops. The narrow passage in front of him was extremely dark. Even though the ferocious branches completely turned into darkness after a few blurry silhouettes, it seemed to have no end.

The trees on both sides of the entrance only extended outwards for a short time, and even the calculation of the distance seemed redundant. They stopped abruptly as soon as the eyes passed by, proving that this forest is just an extremely small place between heaven and earth.

Although he was small, he was enough to embarrass Aranza at this time.

Hancock tried to figure out Aranza's facial expression, and originally wanted to ask him what to do next, but when he saw that the other party's brows were furrowed, he simply stopped interrupting and just stood aside silently.

After a long time, Aranza's frown became slightly smoother, but she made a surprising decision: "Well, let's go back first."

"go back?"

Hancock didn't believe his ears, and even Carew couldn't help but turn his head. Here, he didn't need to put on a hood. The two eyes on the black beast's head showed doubts.

"certainly!"

Aranza said seriously, and at the same time pointed at the gloomy forest in front of her: "It must really want us to go in. In this case, we just won't go in... Hehe, let's send someone to seal this place off for the time being. Well, if

There is something really weird about it, and it will definitely find a way to get us back here."

"are you sure?"

Hancock felt that Aranza's words had no basis.

"Not sure," Aranza once again gave an answer that left Hancock speechless, but then retorted: "I just have an intuition that something here will never let us go..."

His tone was mixed with expectation and heaviness, so much so that Hancock and Carew didn't know how to respond to Aranza, so they could only remain silent.

When the three of them returned to Noland City, the sky had darkened. There was always not enough time. When you have nothing to do, the day can be stretched very long, as if you can't wait for the day no matter what.

It's dark; but when you are busy but don't have time to finish all the things you need to do, night has quietly fallen.

A team with good combat capabilities was sent out of Norland City shortly after Aranza returned to Norland City. With the deafening sound of horse hooves, they marched through the dark night and headed towards the small forest where the witch was suspected to exist. Their

The task is to seal it off. No one can step into that forest without permission, and similarly, nothing can come out from there.

The leading figure is the bloodthirsty Milok, who has recently joined the Noland Army. His original identity is the deputy leader of the Flame Horse Knights in the Mercenary Guild Alliance. When the Awakeners attacked Noland City, the bloodthirsty

The hunter was busy organizing his men and did not stay in the mercenary office with the leader. He happened to not be on Aranza's cleanup list. The title of "Bloodthirsty" was obtained by Milok in duels one after another.

Yes, this hot-tempered middle-aged man often dueled with others, and as a result of dueling again and again, he got this title worthy of the name.

In addition to the bloodthirsty Milok, there is also a special character in this team, a rare female necromancer in the world - Laiatimo. Aranza originally did not want to send this person because her loyalty has yet to be tested, but Aranza

Aranza also felt that maybe Laiatimo, who practiced necromancy, could find something in that small forest, so after weighing it, Aranza decided to seize this small "maybe".

The team holding torches was like a swift arrow piercing the night. Laiatimo was covered in a wide black cloak. Her mount was obviously different from the others. It was a war horse made entirely of bones.

, I heard that this undead war horse was once the favorite ride of a certain hero. Laiatimo discovered the burial place of this hero during an adventure and resurrected his war horse. However - no one believed it.

Laiatimo did not question the authenticity of this undead war horse, but did not believe that Laiatimo would not conveniently add the hero's bones to her undead army.

During the march, Laiatimo urged the war horse to speed up and lined up with the bloodthirsty Milok at the front of the team. Her voice was very dry and had no feminine quality at all. She said: "This is a good opportunity. If you want to escape, I will

I won’t stop you.”

"Haha! Why should I run?!"

Mirok the Bloodthirsty turned around with his big, rough face covered with scars, and his steel-bearded stubble could not even be blown away by the oncoming wind. He stared at Leatimo, then turned his head in disgust, and said with a rough

The voice said: "The nominal boss of the Norland Army is the fat guy Kim Gates, but who doesn't know that our real boss is the son of the King of Heroes, Alanza Lane! Oh, it's Alanza Tulip! Who cares?

It must be exciting to follow him, haha! My big ax is already thirsty! What’s more…”

Milok changed his voice and said in a low voice: "The food and salary of the Norland Army is quite large. A single payment is enough for me to sleep with several women! Haha! It's you, oh... the terrifying necromancer, you

What’s the reason for staying here?”

Laiatimo suddenly burst into laughter and said: "As you said, Aranza Tulip is not an ordinary person. If you follow him, you will definitely get a lot of unusual corpses... Hahaha."

Hearing this, Milok, who had the resounding title of "Bloodthirsty", suddenly felt a chill in his chest and simply turned his head, ignoring the dark guy next to him.

On the other side, in a temporarily vacant office, Aranza was reading books about witches, but she received an unexpected guest.

Kim Gates almost meticulously played any role that Aranza needed, for example, the housekeeper. Although the old Follett was obviously more qualified than Kim Gates for the position of housekeeper, the old Follett had returned to Alice Fortress to deal with the situation.

Kim Gates handles everything around Norland City, large and small, all by himself.

This night, Kim Gates rarely looked for one or two beautiful slaves to relax from the busy day. Instead, he hurriedly knocked on the door of the office. Without waiting for Aranza's permission, he carefully opened the door and came in, saying: "Group

My lord, Viscount Trothy Lane of the Lane family wants to see you, she is downstairs in the living room."

Trothy Lane?

Aranza was startled when he heard this name. This was his half-sister, a descendant of another hero king unknown to the world. But, what was his sister doing here at this time?

Regardless of whether he was surprised or confused, Aranza no longer cared about reading the information about witches. He suddenly threw down the book in his hand, and without waiting for Kim Gates to lead the way, he rushed downstairs with a "whoosh", leaving behind

Next is Kim Gates, who is still there and has not recovered.


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