In the end, most of the lunch was wiped out by the girl with a slight vengeance.
Anvis just maintained a gentlemanly attitude and ate a small amount of food with the girl. He also ate the lunch that the girl had prepared for him.
"Um...thank you for lunch, Avis..."
It wasn't until the end of lunch that the half-elf girl was shocked to realize this. The tips of her ears suddenly turned a little red, and she whispered her thanks in a low voice. Anvis couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her.
"Please don't take it to heart, it's just lunch, nothing like-"
Hearing Claire's words, Anvis smiled and waved his hand lightly.
"Besides, Senior Sister Claire, didn't you also show me the two cipher text tablets and the deciphering notes corresponding to the ancient text on the tablets?"
Speaking of this, Anvis suddenly changed the topic.
"For this, I want to thank you. At the time and place we are currently in, the value of this information to me is far beyond what a lunch can compare with."
"It's nothing, Avis."
Hearing this, the half-elf girl shook her head and smiled softly. The golden hair swayed slightly in the sun, reflecting the luster of pure gold.
She raised her white left hand and gave a slight gesture to Anvis.
"We're companions, aren't we?"
Between her swaying green-white fingers, Anvis saw the familiar light silver ring set with sapphires.
"Yes, Claire, we are companions."
Looking at the pure and bright color deep in the girl's blue eyes, the aristocratic boy with light blond hair couldn't help but laugh as well.
.….….
"Well, Avis, I'm leaving—"
Holding the unknown slender magic sword, Claire said goodbye to Anvis seriously.
The time spent with Anvis was a bit too long. She wanted to go to the huge castle on the top of the mountains as soon as possible, and then leave the mountains before the sun set.
"Okay, Senior Sister Claire, may the gods bless you as you move forward."
Anvis nodded and watched the girl leave.
May the gods bless you wherever you go...
Forget it, it’s better not to embarrass the gods anymore.
Originally, Anvis was also planning to explore the huge and lonely castle on top of the mountains.
But now, he temporarily changed his mind and decided to wait a little before going.
Although it stands to reason that walking with Claire should get a lot of fate feedback afterwards.
However, after learning the information about the slate, Anvis planned to find the seal as soon as possible because he was worried about the long nights and dreams, and then go to accompany the girl to get the fate feedback.
Of course, this had something to do with him not wanting to explore the castle with Claire, which was obviously a high-risk area.
Staring at the back of the girl who was about to turn into a dot, Anvis glanced at the seemingly problem-free environment around her.
For some reason, the clear and melodious chirping of birds that had just sounded in the forest suddenly became silent.
Avis sighed.
Well, he now has a few little problems to solve.
It turns out that the time it takes for Clare's Law to take effect is actually a random number.
Although Anvis only sat with the girl for a while, it seemed that some trouble had already arisen...
This time it was a stronger fifth-level esoteric cultist.
Three in total——
"Sir Qiaomu, I'm sorry."
He casually clicked on the stone table, reducing it to a small pile of gray-white gravel. Anvis slowly turned around and left, letting the violent fluctuations of magic power behind him blow the hem of his traveler's cloak into the air.
He has now removed his disguise, and this place is not located in a town. Qiao Mu can exert his eighth-level strength without fear of being noticed by outsiders.
…
After a moment, Qiaomu followed up from behind, and three men in black robes fixed by the force field floated behind him.
Although their strength has increased to the fifth level, like the two previous pagan cultists, these three people are also extremely poor.
There were no space items. The only items they carried, apart from the black robes, was the dark silver necklace engraved with a strange five-pointed star.
The result of the soul search is the same. There is no rational information to read at all, and there is nothing except that weird fanaticism.
During the process of searching for Qiaomu's soul, Anvis noticed that the similarity in the mental frequencies of the three people reached an extremely astonishing level.
Mental frequency is similar to a fingerprint, and each professional's frequency is unique and distinct.
And like these pagan cultists, the similarity rate reaches over 90%.
Even twins who share the same breast cannot have such similar mental frequencies.
This can only explain one point.
Their spirits have been mostly assimilated by something.
After thinking about it, Anvis tried to take out the "Old Secret Book" and activate it next to the three pagan believers to see if there would be any changes.
The result was not satisfactory. The thick dark green book showed no response to the presence of these three fifth-level pagan cultists as usual.
.….….
Afterwards, Qiao Mu directly used the magic power of extreme cold to freeze the bodies of the three people into powder.
Although the bodies of fifth-level professionals also have a certain value, they are of no significance to Anvis.
When the sun was about to set, Jom and Anvis returned to Lavanles.
The harbor city in the evening gave people a slightly deserted feeling. The setting sun gave the gray-white granite buildings in the town a faint and strange purple color, and the number of pedestrians on the road had obviously become sparse.
During the day, all the fruit vendors and street performers selling fruit on the streets have closed their stalls, and the guards of the port town are conducting their last or penultimate patrol of the day.
Lavanles has a strange custom. For some reason, local residents will never take to the streets at night, and even the guards will not go out to patrol after nightfall.
Taking advantage of the fact that night had not yet completely fallen, Avis and Jom quickly headed to the residence of the old explorer Bergson.
"It's already very late, who is..."
The door opened, revealing the somewhat impatient face of the old explorer.
Seeing Anvis and Qiaomu outside the door, the impatience in the old explorer's blue-gray eyes suddenly disappeared.
He glanced around and quickly welcomed the two of them into the house.
"Although it's already very late, I think there's still a little more time to do business before nightfall."
"So, stranger, do you need anything else?"
Anvis smiled and handed him the parchment roll with the complete rubbing of the ruins.
"I would like to ask about the specific location of this ruins on the island."
Hearing this, Bergson casually took over the overall picture of the ruins and looked at it.
But as he watched, the old explorer's expression gradually became serious. He put down the scroll and looked at Anvis with complicated eyes.
"Yes, stranger, I know this place."
"So, your target is also the Moon Calling Secret Cult, right?"
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