Chapter 461: Useful Lailana

"You said this is an abandoned road, right?"

Patch turned his head and stared at Moore fiercely.

Moore winced and said timidly:

"That's what the gathering bug said... There is indeed no barracks here."

Patch pointed one finger behind him and pointed at Moore with the other: "Then explain to me why there is this thing here and it is stronger?!"

Everyone left Poni Village on horseback and passed through a forest animal trail. They passed through a small tunnel when they were careful that the wolves on both sides of the road would not rush towards them.

When they went out, they found themselves standing under the crotch of the furnace golem.

What's even worse is that the golem's legs are covered with iron, making its defense stronger and more difficult to deal with.

The scorching air rushed towards their faces. Everyone looked at the furnace golem and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Then he sped up and ran away desperately.

Patch was the fastest. He directly pulled Tanis and Laya off their horses, put them on his back and rushed out, leaving behind the golem's lava and fireball, as well as other teammates.

As he ran, he didn't forget to turn around and curse at Moore.

Almost everyone else carried two people on one horse, which was too much for the horses to bear and barely escaped.

Everyone was in a panic and didn't pay much attention to the road. After getting rid of the evil god-like flame giant, everyone realized that they were a little off track. They ran to the front of a dilapidated church.

"Turn back?" Roger asked Patch.

"I'm exhausted." Patch gasped, "Take a rest, go in and take a rest."

There was a pool of water in front of the church, and Patch lay down next to it and started drinking heavily.

Everyone hid in the dilapidated church and prepared to rest for a while.

Leda discovered that there were still people in the church.

The church was quite large and was divided into two halls: an inner and an outer hall. With sharp eyes, Leda saw a person sitting on a chair in the center of the deepest hall of the church. Looking from a distance, she seemed to be a woman.

I thought it was an abandoned church, but I didn't expect that there was an owner. Everyone approached and tried to seek the owner's permission to let them rest here temporarily.

When I got closer, I realized it was a man, wearing a luxurious robe with a purple base decorated with gold embroidery. The neckpiece was like a blooming flower, raised high. The hat on the top of the head has a strange shape, with a circular hole.

The man sits elegantly, with a hint of femininity.

The man's face is quite thin, but the robe on his body is larger, as if his body is stronger, with a hint of disharmony.

The man smiled at everyone:

"Oh, it's so rare to have a visitor. My name is Ymir, welcome to Manus Met."

Leda stepped forward and gave a brief introduction and explained her intention to rest.

"Everyone, please help me." Ymir was very hospitable. "There are not many people in the church anyway. There are many empty chairs. Please help yourself. It's just a little dirty because of too much dust."

"Thank you." Leda found a seat nearby. The golden needle flashed, and all the dust and cobwebs on it disappeared, and then she sat down.

"Are you the priest of this church?" Roger chatted with Ymir. He always felt that the other person's temperament, clothing style, and the style of the church were quite familiar.

The lighting hanging high in the church seemed to be a kind of pale pink pyroxene, which Roger had also seen in the academy. Birdcage-like decorations can be seen everywhere in the church, and the academy has also seen them before.

"Yes, I am the high priest here." Ymir smiled and nodded, "But not many people come to this abandoned place."

"I think you look like someone from Rhea Lucalia Academy." Roger said.

Ymir nodded: "I am Leilana's magic professor."

"Wow, you are Lelana's teacher, isn't that awesome!" Lance Sanks exclaimed.

Ymir's smile was a little stiff: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I can't be considered Leilana's teacher. The magic of the Kaliya royal family relies more on their ancient inheritance and skills. After all, their most representative magic, It has nothing to do with the academy.”

Lance Sanks tilted his head: "But aren't you her magic professor?"

"This word must be judged according to the situation." Ymir's voice was soft. "If I say that I am a magic professor for a magic apprentice, then I am his teacher. But if I say that I am Dean Lenara "Professor of magic, that actually means that I am her colleague and subordinate."

"It's so complicated." Lance Sanks scratched his head, feeling like he was growing a brain.

"This is the word." Ymir smiled, "Because only by getting the word of faith can we gain wisdom."

Colin became excited when he heard this: "This is the teaching of two fingers. Are you also a believer? May the golden tree be with you!"

"That's right." Ymir's answer was a bit subtle, "The beautiful figure of the fingers makes people admire them when they see it."

"That's right." Colin nodded repeatedly, walked to Ymir excitedly, and asked Ymir for some teachings.

Ymir briefly chatted with him, but seemed distracted. He sighed:

"It's just a pity that our learning of words is not perfect, so people always have differences. Just like just now, my words were not well understood by you."

Ymir thought of something, raised his finger and said to Roger:

"But you know, there is one word that has no ambiguity, and that is mother."

Ymir sat on the chair with his upper body leaning forward slightly, with a hint of blush on his face, and he smiled involuntarily:

"Mother, no matter what world she is in, is great. That is the anchor and starting point of our consensus."

Roger showed an awkward smile in the round hole on Ymir's hat, not knowing how to answer.

Ymir also noticed her own gaffe, sat back, and twisted her chair: "Excuse me, I've been saying this. How did you come to this abandoned place?"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say. Patch spoke: "We were entrusted by Laelana to go to Shadow City."

Ymir was surprised: "Oh, then why come here? This was the entrance to the parish in the past, and people who prayed would go here. But the road to Shadow City has been abandoned, why not go through the main entrance?"

"It's inconvenient to disclose this, after all, it was entrusted by someone." Patch answered calmly, "But the church is actually abandoned? It seems that Shadow City is also miserable."

Ymir nodded, and did not ask any more questions. Instead, she observed Patch with some surprise, and a blush appeared on her face again.

Ymir observed everyone and seemed quite satisfied. She nodded repeatedly:

"It's an honor to meet you. It's rare to have a new encounter in such an abandoned place. I think we are destined to be together. Please accept this gift as a souvenir."

Ymir took out an object from her arms and handed it to Colin who was standing beside her.

"What is this?" Colin stroked the object Ymir handed over.

It was a necklace. The necklace was tied with a light blue stone necklace with several holes on the surface and a slender shape. The shape was a bit like a finger.

There were two pieces of paper holding the necklace. Colin couldn't feel the content of the paper, but others had seen it. It was two maps.

"It's a finger-shaped whistle." Ymir smiled, "In this shadow land, there are finger ruins, which are the miracles left by the fingers. There is a bell in the center of the ruins, and you can use this to blow them. You must have a difficult task. If you are unable to do it, you can blow the bell, and then your fate will be guided by the bright stars. That will be a help to you."

"What, there is such a holy place!" Colin exclaimed.

He originally wanted to leave this broken place immediately, but when he heard that there were finger ruins in the shadow land, Colin now wanted to make a pilgrimage before leaving.

Ymir continued: "This is the map of the ruins, and I will give it to you."

Leida took the map, checked it, and was surprised.

Ymir gave them not only a simple map of the finger ruins, but also a map of Shadow City, which was a guide for them to enter Shadow City smoothly from here.

Ymir smiled: "You are Laelana's friends, I will help you, after all, it is still very dangerous to go here."

"Thank you very much for your kindness." Roger thanked him.

"You're welcome. If things don't go well, you are welcome to come back and rest at any time." Ymir said, "But if you are active here, please pay attention to your feet. Because there may be children playing on the ground, don't hurt them by mistake."

Children? Roger was a little confused, but still agreed with a smile.

Roger looked at the quiet environment in the church, and then looked at the witch they rescued before. He was a little hesitant about whether to ask Ymir again to take him in.

But Patch interrupted him:

"Okay, we're done, it's time to get on the road."

After everyone rested, they continued along the road to Shadow City.

On the way, Roger sighed:

"You can still meet good people in the Shadow Land. I didn't expect to meet the magic professor here. He is a great help."

"Good people?" Patch smiled, "Let me see the whistle he gave me."

Colin hesitated for a moment, but still handed it over.

Patch hooked the necklace with one spider leg, looked at it for a moment, and then swung the spider leg. The smooth necklace continued to accelerate along the spider leg. After leaving the sharp spider leg, it immediately turned into a meteor and flew to an unknown place.

Roger was shocked:

"Why did you throw it away?"

"What?" Colin was also shocked when he heard it. He was originally unhappy with Patch, and now he was getting closer to anger.

Patch clapped his hands - or rather, he rubbed his spider legs, and picked his teeth: "It's annoying to see this guy who looks like a charlatan, and he gave me something like a charlatan."

Roger said: "He also gave me a map, did you tear up the map too?"

Patch asked: "Where's the map?"

Patch asked Leida for a map, and tore up the one with the Finger Ruins, but kept the one of Shadow City:

"What Finger Ruins? It's just a dream. It's obvious that this guy has no good intentions. Be alert when you go out."

"You were supposed to stop there." Lance Sanx muttered.

"I can control myself, but you can't." Patch said with a shameless face, "I have backup plans and trump cards, you don't understand."

"Then why do you keep this one?"

"This one was given to me by someone to show my respect to Laelana, it's reliable." Patch swore, "Laelana, it's really useful."

After receiving a few cold stares, Patch led everyone to the side door of Shadow City.

Everyone got off their horses and walked in carefully, but they didn't see any guards along the way.

It wasn't until they walked a little further that they understood why this place was abandoned.

They stood on a high platform and saw that the houses below had been flooded, and only the roofs and flying buttresses could be walked on. Many houses have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are many holes.

On the roof, there were several bodies that had fallen to death on it somehow, and were being eaten by crabs.

Everyone looked back at the map Ymir had given them, and even these were marked, and the road to reach the interior was also marked.

Everyone was impressed by Ymir's motherly thoughtfulness, and at the same time they complained more about Patch.

Everyone walked along the roof carefully. Next to them was the bottomless deep water, and occasionally you could see some unknown giants swimming underwater, knocking down some trees buried in the water, which was terrifying.

The church had been submerged, the holy statue of Marika was submerged, and a haze was hanging over everyone's heads.

Everyone climbed up the broken walls and prepared to jump onto the narrow flying buttresses. This was an almost impossible task for both the heavy and clumsy Moore and the broken-armed and broken-legged Greg. And if others took them with them, it would greatly increase the difficulty of jumping over. They were now a group of fourteen creatures, and eight of them were disabled.

This road was indeed not guarded by anyone, but it was even more difficult to walk.

"It's all Patch's fault." Colin took the lead.

"Can you blame me for this?" Patch rolled his eyes, but found that no one else said anything good about him.

This has nothing to do with the current predicament, it's just that everything Patch did before was not very pleasing.

Patch curled his lips: "I'm getting farther and farther away from the southern coast, and it's not my intention to come here. You are kind enough to bring a disabled person over there to trouble, but you blame me?"

"It's not me who came here on my own initiative..." Greg felt wronged.

"I'm not talking about you." Patch was impatient, "What about the wizard - and Moore, can you let go of your bug? We've arrived at the station! Where's the guide? Point it to the golem?"

Moore reluctantly put down the corrupted followers and treated them all the way. The bug has recovered. After thanking Moore, he left in a flash.

Seeing that a burden has been reduced, Patch looked at the wizard.

"We won't leave her here." Leida stood up with a firm look.

Lance Sanx hesitated: "How about I transform and take you there? But it might make a lot of noise."

"Come on, get out of the way." Patch waved his claws, walked to the front, and landed lightly on the opposite buttress. As soon as he landed, he jumped back immediately.

This repeated, spider silk continued to stretch out on his spider belly until it was woven into a white bridge.

"Okay, let's go." Patch said, stepped on the spider silk bridge, and crossed the buttress.

"Is this... safe?" Moore was a little worried and didn't dare to move forward. He was the heaviest, and he was afraid that the spider silk couldn't bear it.

Patch rolled his eyes: "You can go if you want."

He walked forward a few steps and left, also to make room for others. The buttress was very narrow and not many people could stand.

Mur turned around and said to his companions: "You go first. If it breaks, it won't delay your journey."

After hearing this, Leida lifted her robe, twisted it into a rope, and handed it to Mur:

"You go first. If you fall, we are here to catch you."

Murr couldn't persuade Leida, so he carefully stepped on the spider web with one foot, trying to increase the force.

After stepping on it, Mur was a little surprised.

He felt that he didn't feel like he was stepping on a spider web, but on a solid stone bridge. He was so heavy that he couldn't feel any deformation.

Murr loosened Leida's robe, stepped on the spider web, and walked smoothly to the flying buttress.

Murr turned around and called his companions:

"It's really strong!"

Others also walked up, and they were all a little surprised at the solidity of the spider web.

Tanis and Laya had been to the Holy Tree before and often walked on the spider silk bridge of Pachi. They didn't have anything to worry about. They were also a little surprised when they walked over.

Tanis asked Patch: "Is the bridge strong this time?"

Laya nodded: "Yeah, unlike the bridge of the Holy Tree, which is soft and comfortable, this one feels bad."

Patch had to soften his face to Laya and Tanis:

"No one is good in the Shadow Land. I made some extra preparations. After all, I have to protect you."

"You have done enough protection." Tanis looked at Patch's pale face after shooting, "Don't work too hard."

"It's okay." Patch forced a smile to Tanis, "After we finish the things here, let's go traveling."

"Ah, what you said, it's easy to get into trouble." Lance Shanks said, "Maybe we will be discovered as soon as we enter."

"Say less and no one will think you are dumb." Patch rolled his eyes.

The few people passed the most difficult section of the road and found the road leading to the inside on a broken roof. As long as they jumped onto the beam, they could officially enter the Shadow City.

Leida lay on the edge of the broken roof, leaning down with her flexible waist, and stretched her head out to observe the situation inside.

After looking around, Leina suddenly retracted her head and made a gesture to silence others.

"Is there anyone?" Patch asked in a low voice.

Leida raised a finger to indicate that there was someone.

Then, a wailing sound came from downstairs, and the sobbing sound rushed to the roof, which scared everyone.

The curious people looked over and found a pot-covered head covering his eyes, stumbling and touching the wall below, and there was a risk of falling into the deep water next to him at any time.

The pot-covered head followed this road, opened a small wooden house, and fell in. There was a sound of metal intertwining, which should be that he fell to the ground and never got up.

The infiltration team looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and jumped off the roof.

Because they were not sure when the pot-covered head would come out of the room, everyone was a little nervous.

"It would be nice if Hurier was here." Leda whispered, "You can sleep with that person."

"Sleeping clothes?" Patch looked sideways.

"Let him sleep, not sleep with him." Leda said with a straight face.

Roger glanced at the map: "The direction of the room he went to is a dead end. We should go in another direction. But if he comes from behind us, it will be dangerous."

"Kill it." Leda raised the sword.

"I'm afraid there will be a fuss." Patch said, "I'll go."

Patch had no armor on his body and moved quickly and quietly. He lay quietly outside the wooden door and observed the man.

Jarhead was curled up on the ground. The room was empty except for a few holy cups placed in the middle. It was a prayer hall.

Jarhead curled up and prayed, with pain and fear suppressed in his voice:

"Mr. Malika, our mother. Please have mercy on me and bless me. I have rejected those who are your enemies and those who cause trouble - this has been the case before, and I swear that it will be the same in the future. So please Please take pity on me and bless me. Don’t take away that light... I have given everything I have. No, I am not a filth, and I will never offend you... Please, please..."

"Hoo, Malika is so pure, she has enough energy." Patch laughed out loud, no longer hiding his head and tail, directly closed the door, and went back carelessly, "It's not a big problem, he won't pose a threat anymore, and It’s impossible to come out.”

"Is it enough to just lock the door?" Leda saw Patch's movements, "The door can't be opened from his side?"

Leda was still a little worried: "Let's kill him."

"That guy has faded and is begging for Malika's blessing." Patch said with a smile, "Let him beg, he will get it in this life."

Hearing this, Leda was relieved:

"Then there is indeed no threat. That person is useless. I understand the pain. If it weren't for Lady Michaela, I would still be sinking."

Patch said: "Focus on the front."

"There are enemies ahead." Roger reported.

The Flame Knight was patrolling here. Fortunately, there were many side roads here. Everyone was able to hide and avoid the Flame Knight. They took the elevator and entered the species vault.

They entered an inner area of ​​the vault near the second floor. There were few people and the view was wide, so it was relatively safe.

Entering the vault, everyone was shocked at first like Wuming, but soon, they all looked sad.

With a broad view, you can see this huge library, and there are so many people there. They could not imagine how they could bypass so many eyes and find Messermo and Wuming in a crowded environment.

"There are too many people here. How are we going to find them? We won't find them all at once." Lance Sanks looked around and found that people could be seen even on the beams. There was nothing he could do.

As soon as Lance Sanks finished speaking, he saw the little black men on the lower and upper floors. Someone had already noticed them and hurriedly went to find the Flame Knight.

"Ah, found out," Lance Sanks said.

Patch said: "You should be a dragon, or a crow."

"What now?" Roger asked for advice.

Patch's eyes twitched as he thought:

"When we came here, we met three flame knights. They will definitely find more flame knights later. We are ready to wait for the flame knights to come over, knock them out directly, put on their clothes and disguise themselves, and make them suitable People put on armor and sneak in."

Rogel scanned his teammates: "Only five are suitable."

"That's enough, let the others retreat first." Patch said, "We will capture the Flame Knight as quickly as possible."

Everyone discussed the quickest plan and waited for the Flame Knight to come down.

Not long after, a person came over slowly.

But when the man showed up, everyone was stunned for a moment.

This man is indeed covered in a bright red flame cloak and black iron armor, but he does not wear a helmet like other flame knights. His long fiery red hair hangs casually on his shoulders. His face is thin and his body is slender, as if he is malnourished. The only open eye has dim golden light and sunken eye sockets, filled with deep tiredness and sadness.

Under the cloak, two equally bright red snakes swam under the cloak, their green pupils reflecting the figures of everyone.

The red-haired man casually held a large spear. The tip of the large spear had a diagonal flame design with a touch of dark red.

"Here we come." Lance Sanks was eager to give it a try. "Let's go through the process. I'll hold him down later and you guys will choke him."

"That's not the fucking Flame Knight." Patch's expression became ferocious, "That's Messemer! Demigod!"

"Eh? Is that so?" Lance Sanks was stunned.

The next moment, Lance Sanks flew out.

The big spear appeared in front of Lance's abdomen in an instant, stabbing her straight away and hitting the opposite wall.

Everyone drew their weapons and looked at the tall, thin one-eyed man nervously.

The two red snakes swam freely, casting vicious reflections on everyone's faces.

At the critical moment, Pachi was still at the forefront.

Patch looked at the red-haired man:

"Messemer?"

The red-haired man did not deny it. He lowered his head and looked at Patch:

"The Fader?"

Patch said bluntly: "Lelana sent us."

"Leilana?" Messermo was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Messermo's hesitation, Patch was secretly happy.

Leilana, this is so useful.

"Oh?" Messemer continued, "You were also called by Lelana? Well, let her confirm."

Behind Messermo, Laelana also walked over slowly. This time she was wearing a double-moon helmet, like a cold crescent moon.

Laelana stared at Patch and the others for a while, glanced over, and hugged her shoulders with one hand: "I don't know them."

Messermo turned around and stared at them with the two snakes. Everyone was sweating.

"Wait!" Patch continued, "We are from the border area, and we have important information to tell you."

"Mother disappeared, and the king faded?" Messermo said.

Patch was stunned for a moment, and the cold sweat on his bald head became more and more:

"How did you know?"

"The nameless knight told me." Messermo said.

"Nameless!" Patch was furious, "What he said was all my words!"

"Do you have anything else to say?" Messermo's right hand was exhausted, and a huge fireball rose up. Messermo's golden pupils reflected the black and red intertwined fireballs, ready to blast everyone to pieces.

"Why do I have to clean up Wuming's ass?" Patch wanted to cry, "Wait, let me think about it, is there anything that only I know... Don't rush to kill, there must be, but I have to think about it. Don't waste people's knowledge."

But the fireball in Messermo's hand has become more and more active, like a leaping elf, ready to jump out and choose someone to devour at any time.

Suddenly, Messermo's flames converged, he stared at the back of the crowd and frowned.

Everyone followed Messermo's eyes and looked back.

Fia was hugging the witch woman tightly at this time, ready to use her body to block Messermo's flames.

"Did you kidnap the witch?" Messermo asked.

"We saved the witch." Patch said.

Messermo stared at the witch for a moment, put away his spear:

"Find a room for them too."