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Chapter 711

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It was as if the water elemental had lifted the entire lake into the air, smashing towards Brando and Maynild, who was by the lakeshore. A transparent wall of water poured down from the sky, forming a waterfall. When the water hit the ground, it shattered into white clouds, shooting out countless sharp arrows.

Brando had already leapt onto the lakeshore. He turned around and ran with Maynild. The flood, which was taller than a person, chased closely behind them, flooding the cedar forest. With a series of cracking sounds, it uprooted the tall ice elemental trees and swept them into the whirlpool.

The white waves quickly pushed forward with countless driftwood, but they were always one step behind Brando and Maynild. Many Frost Demons in the forest who couldn't escape in time were swept into the water. The wall of water pushed forward for about a hundred meters before gradually calming down. Then, it began to retreat and seep into the soil.

Brando and Maynild ran to a mound. Only then did they heave a sigh of relief. When they turned around, they saw that the forest had completely changed. Countless pieces of ice floated in the retreating muddy water. They couldn't help but click their tongues. These Ice Spirits really didn't show any mercy to their own kind.

"Just how many Ice Spirits are there in the forest?" Maynild looked at the lake. The lake, which had shrunk by a third, was full of water elemental.

Brando was a little speechless. Summon Water Elemental was a sixth-circle spell. The summoned Water Elementals were all Level-37 Silver Peak elemental creatures. Their strength was almost on par with Maynild. Because they were elemental creatures, their combat strength might even be stronger.

As mid-Silver-level Ice Spirits, they didn't have the ability to cast such a spell alone. They could only cast it in a circular sequence. Summoning a Water Elemental required the power of at least ten Ice Spirits. Coupled with the Mirror Image Spell, there were probably hundreds or thousands of Ice Spirits in the Rime Forest.

"Should we fight our way through?" Maynild turned to look at him.

"No need." Of course, it was not impossible to fight their way through, but they would have to pay a huge price. They were facing hundreds of ice fairies, and he and Maynild, one of them was an Elemental Awakener, and the other had just stepped into the Gold Realm. The key was that the two of them were swordsmen, and they did not even have a teammate who could cast spells.

Brando began to regret not bringing The Shire and Hipamira along.

At the same time, he took out a small jar from the Dimensional Space. "Honey?" When Maynild saw the clay jar, she immediately recognized that it was the honey that Brando had asked the innkeeper to purchase earlier.

"Fairies have a special liking for pollen and honey. It's recorded in many documents," Brando answered as he pulled out the stopper on the jar and placed it on the ground.

Maynild stared at him suspiciously. "You think you can solve the problem just like that?"

"Of course not," Brando replied. "We're still here. They're not that stupid."

"Then why are you still doing these boring things …"

"I mean, of course we can't do it here, but we just have to hide behind a tree." Brando smiled at her.

Maynild turned back and looked at him silently. "Mr. Brando, now is not the time to joke."

"You really forgot all about it?" Brando stopped, slightly surprised.

"What?"

"Come with me." Brando turned back and saw a cedar tree not far behind him. He gestured to Maynild, then turned sideways and hid behind the cedar tree.

The female Knight looked at this scene with some confusion, but she hesitated for a moment and followed.

The two of them hid behind the pine tree and stared outside. Maynild frowned. She couldn't believe that Brando's clumsy plan would succeed. Anyone with a little intelligence would know that this was a trap. However, not long after, a small dot of light flew out from the surface of the lake. It looked a little like the Light Spirit she had seen in Trentheim, but it was smaller and had two pairs of fey wings as thin as a cicada's.

She slowly flew over and landed next to the honey jar. She put her hands on the edge of the jar, raised her head and sniffed with her small nose. Her face quickly showed a look of surprise.

Then Maynild saw a ball of light rise from her hand. She opened her palm, moved forward, and threw the ball of light into the jar. "What is she doing?" She frowned and asked.

"That's fairy magic. She's testing for poison." Brando replied softly. He looked back at Maynild and said, "You really have forgotten a lot of things."

"… My dream is originally fragmented. I can only remember some important outlines. I can't even tell the time before and after. Some details are often lost before I wake up." The female Knight replied quietly, "Sometimes, I have to use my waking time to read some information to make up for the knowledge in my dream."

She was silent for a moment and said, "But in fact, I don't like it when you ask me such questions … Because this is not my intention. It makes me feel like a puppet controlled by an invisible force. I only know how to live according to everything in my dream."

Brando's eyes stopped on her. The female Knight had some contradictions, and so did he. On the one hand, he hoped that the person in front of him was Allium Japonicum. On the other hand, he also understood that this kind of understanding was indeed very painful for Maynild.

If she could not accept the existence of Allium Japonicum in her dream, she would always feel that she was troubled by another soul.

But he suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Do you hate Madara?"

This question made Maynild tremble slightly. She looked up, and Brando clearly saw that her pupils seemed to have shrunk because of fear. She looked at him with some fear and showed her white teeth as if she was going to bite off the topic.

"Don't ask me this question!"

Brando was slightly stunned because he saw Maynild's hand trembling slightly.

What's going on?

He frowned. But a new situation in his field of vision interrupted his thoughts. When the fairy threw the light ball into the honey jar, the jar immediately radiated a golden light. The fairy's face immediately showed a look of surprise. She stood on her tiptoes, put her hand into the jar, and scooped up some sticky honey. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked it, and put her whole finger into her mouth. When she pulled it out, there was a long silver thread.

The fairy smacked her lips, and her eyes narrowed into a line. Then she simply sat down and leaned against the jar, and put all five fingers into her mouth one by one to suck.

Maynild was dumbfounded. "They … Don't they have any sense of vigilance?"

"Probably a little, otherwise they wouldn't use magic to test for poison. But that's all. Fairies are very greedy, playful, and curious creatures … "Brando couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene. Fairies were famous for being cute in the game, and he didn't expect it to be the same in this world.

"Ms. Tania isn't like them."

"That's because Aunt Tania has received a strict education and has a lot of human knowledge, but she also can't suppress her curiosity. The nature of a race is only one aspect, not to mention that there are many differences between different fairies. "

"Is Ms. Tania part of the Fairies?"

"She is a descendant of the Light Race, a close relative of the Light Spirits, the Light Fairies. The Light Fairies were the servant race of the Buga Wizards before the Saints, but now their status is higher than before. " Brando added, "And the Ice Fairies are the stupidest race here —"

"They're coming."

Following Brando's words, in the Frost Forest above the lake, countless large and small balls of light rose, at least hundreds of them. When Maynild saw this scene, she couldn't help but sigh. It was a miracle that this race hadn't gone extinct yet.

But in fact, fairies also had their own way of survival. For example, the fairy from before was a scout sent by them, and the advantage of being a scout was that they had the priority to eat the honey. But once they sensed that there was no danger, these fairies, big and small, would swarm out in full force.

"Let's go, this place is going to become a battlefield in a while." Brando said.

"Battlefield?" The female Knight was a little puzzled.

But as if to prove Brando's words, hundreds of fairies quickly fought over the honey, but the battle between them was very much like a child's play. The female Knight even saw a fairy grab a ball of mud from the ground and throw it at its companion's face.

This was simply inconceivable.

But the fairies were fighting, and naturally no one paid attention to Brando and Maynild who were hiding behind the tree. The two quickly bypassed these little guys who were fighting over the honey, and then walked to the center of the lake. Because the fairies had all come out, the water elements on the lake had already dissipated. The two waded across the entire lake without encountering any obstacles, and soon saw the lakeside where the Frost Forest was located.

The whole process was so smooth that Maynild was a little incredulous.

Walking out of the water, Maynild frowned as she wrung the water on her pants dry, then she looked up and asked, "Since you already knew that the honey had such an effect, why didn't you use it earlier?"

"Honey is a rare food in this place, if I don't have to use it, I can make honey candy. Traveling in the Stained Frost Forest is very boring and depressing, desserts can make a lady feel better, and Scarlet also likes honey. "Brando sighed in relief.

She looked at him, "I didn't know you were so attentive."

"I'm just more experienced when it comes to adventuring."

Speaking of the experience of the previous life, Maynild fell silent. But after a while, Brando heard her calmly say, "I also like honey —"

He turned back, and the female Knight had already sheathed her sword and walked past him into the forest. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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