"She's gone …"
Delfien handed the cloth to Brando and smiled bitterly. Brando took the cloth and saw the words "Thank you" written on it in beautiful handwriting. Other than that, there was nothing else.
The little girl's camp was already empty. Brando thought that he did not notice when she left at all. It seemed that she was not just lucky to be able to travel alone in the Tauchik Swamp for such a long time.
Perhaps she had some means of concealing her whereabouts, or a magic item, or it could be an inheritance left by Bai, or a treasure of the Seifer family. But he did not know why she fell into the hands of the Sheep Head Cult. After all, the little girl seemed to be very vigilant and cautious.
Brando glanced at the extinguished campfire and opened the tent. It was empty. It seemed that she had at least taken some food with her. This discovery made him feel a little relieved.
"She shouldn't have gone far," Princess Magadal said with some worry. "If we look around, we might be able to find her. Even if she has a tool to conceal her whereabouts, she must not be able to maintain it for a long time. Otherwise, she would not have fallen into the hands of the Sheep Head Cult."
Brando put down the tent curtain, but shook his head. "If we catch up with her, what can we do? If she is not willing to accept our help, there is no point in us forcing her. "
"Mr. Brando, but …"
"I am also very worried about her, Princess Magadal. But everyone has to be responsible for their own choices. I believe that the little girl knows what she is doing. If it were you, would you accept charity from strangers?"
"But that is not charity, we just want to help her."
"Perhaps in her eyes, it's charity, because she can survive without us." Brendel glanced at the cloth and replied: "She's thanking us. She's just thanking us for saving her."
"But she is still so young." Magadal thought of the scene of the little girl called Ling walking barefoot in the swamp. Her heart clenched. "This swamp is so dangerous for adults. She is alone. She will encounter trouble, won't she?"
"Don't worry," Brendel put away the cloth and said: "She'll go to Hardlands. It's not far from here, and she won't have to trek through the swamps for too long. I have a feeling that we might meet her again."
Princess Magadal nodded. Although there was still some worry on her face, she did not speak anymore. She also understood the importance of this line of work. It was impossible to waste too much time looking for a person aimlessly in the swamp.
The sky was already bright, but Fang Qi still had not appeared. Brando was a little worried, not because he was afraid that Fang Qi would keep his promise. After spending so much time together, he knew that although the genius of the Chariot Clan had a bad personality, he was a man of his word. He was worried that Fang Qi would encounter some trouble. Tao Qike was at the border of Madara's civilization near the Dead Moon Inner Sea. This wetland swamp was actually another type of Dark Forest. In this day and age where the magic of Chaos was becoming stronger day by day, no one could guarantee what they would encounter here.
And Brando was sure that Fang Qi would encounter more trouble than this.
Because of this, he decided to go to the meeting point in advance. If Fang Qi did not appear, then they would have to consider looking for a living person in the swamp. But this time, it was not to look for a lonely little girl, but to look for a man who could lose himself.
He let Princess Magadal and Mr. Liu help to clean up the camp, while he walked around the camp. Although Brando said that he would not care about the little half-elf girl, he still subconsciously paid attention to the traces near the camp. To his surprise, he did not find any footprints or similar traces of leaving within a mile or two of the camp. This made him somewhat amazed at the powerful effect of the item that could conceal one's whereabouts.
The tents were quickly taken down. Brando did not let the others deliberately remove the traces of Shuying. He was not afraid that someone would chase after them from the direction of Maltaha. If they did, it would be nothing more than suicide. He did not mind killing a few more Sheephead Cult members.
Moreover, it was only a little more than a day's journey from Maltaha to Deharlan. With the support of magic, they might be able to travel even faster. Those cultists from Maltaha could only eat the dust behind them.
Everyone packed up their bags and changed back into the Sheephead Cult members' robes that made them feel extremely uncomfortable. They continued to head south.
Until their figures disappeared in the mist of the swamp, the space in the half-opened tent in the lonely camp suddenly twisted, and a small figure lifted a cloak and revealed herself.
She slowly stood up from the tent and quietly looked in the direction that Brando and the others left. Her delicate face was as expressionless as ever. After a while, she lowered her head and pulled up the hood behind her back with both hands, covering her long silver hair and pointed ears. Finally, only her white chin was revealed.
She looked back and silently glanced at her camp and the tent, then began to dismantle the tent. First, she used canvas and ropes to tie up the wooden sticks that supported the tent into a bag. Then, she lifted the bag a little. It was a little heavy. But she only hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and carried her backpack on her back. She glanced at the camp one last time, as if looking for something worth taking away. Then, she turned around, and a small figure walked into the depths of the swamp, step by step.
Brando and others obviously did not expect that the little girl would still stay in the camp, or even if they guessed it, they would not turn back easily. As he said, the little girl obviously did not want to stay and drag them down. So even if they found her, she would leave again sooner or later. And even if they forced her to stay, it would only hurt her little self-esteem.
In fact, after a short conversation last night, he had already understood the thoughts of the little girl named Ling.
Although he might not agree, he knew how to respect this little self-esteem because it was one of the few precious things left of the other party.
Thinking of the little girl, and then thinking of Haku and Metisha, he saw more of Metisha's shadow in Ling than their cunning mother. He didn't know how Haku gave birth to such a daughter, or was this pride in her bones actually the nature of the Silver Elves?
The group of people silently moved forward in the swamp. If it was said that when they first arrived here, they were still somewhat curious about the surrounding environment, but after the period of curiosity passed, Tao Qike was completely worthy of using the worst language to curse, because this was a muddy pond, a large, gloomy, and cold pool of water, monotonous, dry, and full of danger.
The watery grassland was full of undead and skeletons that had fallen into it. From time to time, an ugly and stinky ghoul would jump out and lunge at you. Even if you cut it in half with a sword, the liquid and maggots that crawled in and out of the corpse would make you so disgusted that you would vomit out what was left in your stomach and return it to the earth.
However, in the face of battle, the two men consciously took the initiative to take responsibility. Huang Huo tried to fight the ghoul a few times, but after that, she refused to fight again. Although the little princess was tenacious, there were still things that she was afraid of. Those maggots almost made her faint.
Other than fighting, trekking in the swamp itself was troublesome. Although Mr. Liu and Huang Huo had the strength of Elemental Activation, this little trouble was nothing to them. Ever since Princess Magadal's' Creator 'bloodline began to awaken, and with the blessing of the Book of Gaia, traveling in the swamp was not a difficult task.
In fact, the Book of Gaia's help to the Nun Princess was far more than that. Earth magic had the most complete range of travel spells, such as Big Stride, Guide the Road, Bridge Summoning, Terrain Ignoring, and so on. The Terrain Ignoring could even allow one to travel through lava areas without being harmed, let alone a mere swamp.
However, Princess Magadal's magic was limited. Although she had the Heart of the Dragon, her mental strength was not coordinated enough, and she could not use too much of it. Currently, her magic was only enough for her alone. Although the Nun Princess did not say anything, she secretly seized the time to meditate and coordinate her mental strength. She probably thought that her magic could not help others in this adventure, which made her feel a little apologetic.
Brando had some understanding of the princess's serious and kind character.
Among the few of them, the one who had the hardest time was the Prime Minister's daughter, who had been acting as if nothing had happened. Although Delfien was not very strong, she had learned magic and swordsmanship. However, because of the polluted Spring of Life, these powers had been washed away, and she had become a complete ordinary person. Although Brando had kept her in the Dead Moon Card deck, because the Mephistopheles and Andrique were not here, there was no way to reset the card. Therefore, she had been maintaining the strength of an ordinary person.
Just as Princess Magadal was worried, even an ordinary adult would have a hard time traveling in the swamp. This was because there were no so-called roads in the swamp. Everywhere was shallow water and muddy land. Once one walked into the swamp, one would not only sink into the mud, but also be surrounded by aquatic plants. If one accidentally walked into a quagmire, without a companion to save them, they might even lose their lives.
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