In a desolate desert, five people wearing tattered brown cloaks were walking on foot against the wind and sand.
"Shapeshifters? Oh, they're tough to deal with, "Lilith said.
Lilith shouted. Perhaps it was because of the mask and the sandstorm, her voice did not travel far.
"They're very smart and cunning. Don't underestimate them. They're spies for the Demon King's army."
Greer, who was walking in front, turned around and said to the Demon King's clone, Lin Chade.
"I see. Can they disguise themselves as any creature?"
The Demon King asked.
"Yes! Their bodies can change at will. They can even smell and sound the same as the original owner, "Lilith said.
Lilith replied. She stood behind the Demon King and stuck close to him. Of course, this was partly to conserve energy. The five of them formed a straight line to resist the sandstorm.
"Have you heard of the story of the shapeshifters and the king?" Greer asked.
The Demon King shook his head.
"It's a fairy tale. Almost everyone has heard of it when they were young. You grew up in the mountains, so you don't know. It's a well-known story." Lilith took two deep breaths.
"Is it the story of the human king who was seduced by a shapeshifter who turned into a beautiful woman?"
Dodoro, who was standing at the back of the group, suddenly asked.
"Something like that, but it was a real story. The story was based on the Getan Kingdom, the first kingdom to fall. Unlike the story, the king of Getan Kingdom was not stupid," Greer yelled. There seemed to be sand in his mouth, and he coughed a few times.
So that's how it is. The Demon King frowned. He thought that the monsters in this world were quite powerful. In his world, there were no such terrifying creatures. Although there were transformation magic, it was easy for people to detect traces of magic on their bodies.
However, shapeshifters were different. They could fool the Demon King's eyes. This alone was enough for the Demon King to admit that shapeshifters were the best at camouflage.
"Is there any way to identify them?"
The Demon King shouted.
"The easiest way is to look at their blood. Shapeshifters have red blood, but it disappears when they see light," Lilith said.
"There's also the difference in the nature of their magic. Simply put, the smell of their magic is different. For creatures that are sensitive to magic, they have a special smell that's easy to identify," Greer shouted.
"I see the Sand Tower! Hold on! "
Oro, who was at the front of the group, turned around and shouted.
Lilith was overjoyed and said, "That's great. We'll rest in the Sand Tower for the night. Tomorrow, we'll cross the desert and reach the Siro Empire. We'll be safe then.
"Let's go.
After that, everyone walked towards a collapsed ruin that was half buried in sand.
…
The setting sun shone through the window and dyed the room yellow. There was only a wooden bed in the simple room. Alan was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her face was pale.
At this moment, there were still three figures surrounding the bed.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
A small white furry creature made a warning sound. It stood on top of the bloodied Alan, its fur bristling as it glared angrily at the two strangers. Its body was round to begin with, but with its fur bristling, it looked no different from a furball.
"Ah, this little cutie is quite fierce. I'm helping your master. You don't know what's good for you!"
Nona bent down and said to the little creature.
However, the little creature couldn't understand what she was saying. It was still bristling, and its mouth made a warning sound. It even showed its little teeth.
"Sigh, what should we do now? This little guy is too protective of its master. If we don't take off her clothes, little Alan might get sick," Lucia said anxiously.
"Sirs, the hot water is ready."
A plainly dressed woman came into the room with a basin of hot water.
"Leave it here for now. Thank you."
Lucia took the clean towel and smiled at the woman. The woman panicked and said, "No, no, no. This small matter isn't worth your thanks. I'll leave first. If there's anything you need, just let me know."
After saying that, the woman hurriedly left the room.
Lucia sighed and turned to ask, "What should we do now?"
Nona sighed as well. She took out her staff and said, "There's no other way. We can only let it sleep for a while."
"Sigh! I heard that the White Luo Society is very sensitive to magic. If they know that they've been hit by magic, they might go on a hunger strike … "Lucia said with a frown.
Hearing this, Noa fell into a dilemma. She didn't want to be hated by others.
"It's okay, Charmie."
At this moment, Alan suddenly woke up. She reached out and touched the little guy on her stomach. Its fur immediately drooped down and it returned to its original state.
It seemed to be very excited, and kept rubbing its body against its master's hand.
"You're awake so soon!"
Nona was surprised.
"Are you alright? How do you feel?" Lucia asked.
Alan propped herself up and sat up.
"I'm fine."
Suddenly, she saw a big hole in her sleeve, and suddenly remembered what happened before she lost consciousness.
"Sigh! Did I get hit … "
She frowned, and a scene appeared in her mind. She saw a man's face in a bloody scene.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide.
"Was it that guy who saved me?"
Seeing her surprised expression, Nona and Lucia couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Yes, I have to admit that guy's recovery magic is really powerful. Such a serious wound was healed in such a short time, and there wasn't even a scar." Nona said with a frown.
"Right, you should change your clothes first. You don't mind if I go through your luggage right …" Lucia asked weakly.
Alan shook her head and smiled, "It's okay."
'So that's how it is. That crimson adventurer saved me …'
At this moment, her feelings were a bit complicated.
… …
At this moment, the carriage was very busy. Ten or so middle-aged men with slightly white hair were moving boxes into the carriage. The coachman and adventurer were still guarding the carriage. After the battle, the members of the carriage were all tense, afraid that something unexpected would happen.
At this moment, the Demon King was sitting on a square rock, yawning as he looked at them.
So boring.
Just as he was thinking about this, Ling Yi walked over with some unknown things in his hands.
"Yo, do you want to eat wheat bread?"
As he said this, he handed a piece of bread that was still warm to the Demon King.
"Thank you."
The Demon King didn't refuse, and directly took it and took a bite.
Don't say, this bread looked very ordinary, but it was quite delicious. An unknown fragrance matched with just the right amount of saltiness, it had the taste of wheat in autumn.
Alright, that was all made up by the Demon King. This was just a normal bread.
"Is the taste okay? This is a special product of this village."
Ling Yi said with a smile.
"It's quite delicious."
The Demon King replied, his eyes staring at the almost finished bread in his hand.
Suddenly, he heard a soft sigh.
"Thank you, I owe you two favors."
Ling Yi said deeply. The Demon King raised his head and saw him bowing to him.
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