"do?"
The demon pet blinked at him, his face full of clear stupidity, like boiling water, bubbling out.
Dean felt vaguely offended by his stupidity.
...It's really easy to sit still, just like a pet. If he hadn't confirmed that his memory was correct, he would have thought that Doremi and Kana were taking fake medicine.
How about letting Garfield punch him twice more?
As if she noticed something, Kana raised her head warily and gestured to him with a cross.
Don't even think about it.
Dean's eyes moved to Garfield again, but he saw that the familiar also leaned back strategically and stretched its round neck in resistance.
Okay, he just guessed that this trick couldn't be used universally.
Dean sighed, giving up the idea of taking a shortcut.
Just wait honestly.
After handing the Shadow Dolls to Lucy and Ronan, Dean returned to the house, not forgetting that there was also a familiar involved.
He found the Mirror Witch's room, opened the door and walked in. He saw the mirror standing quietly in the corner, facing the door, like an ordinary dressing mirror, unremarkable and without any reaction.
This is the third reaction that is completely different from the Shadow Doll and Kana.
Dean glanced at the system panel. There was no obvious fluctuation in the data displayed on it. If the nonsense mirror hadn't been so unusually silent, he would have thought that the Mirror Witch was ignoring him on purpose.
Two absorption methods and two absorption amounts, when applied to different magic pets, produce different reactions.
It's a bit like "adapting measures to local conditions".
Really high-end.
Quietly exiting the room, Dean closed the door, leaving the space to the sleeping Mirror Witch.
…
After confirming the status of his familiar, Dean didn't waste any more time and took Garfield directly out of the breeding house on the Devil's Floating Fish.
He was going to investigate the place where Lucy disappeared to see if he could find any clues.
Lensak couldn't hit a fart with eight strokes, so Dean could only rely on himself.
The Devil's Floating Fish landed on the ground. Dean recalled the terrain map he saw from the air, and gradually outlined the scope of his suspicions in his mind.
This is not the first time he has come to this "crime scene". When Lucy and the others first disappeared, Dean was worried about the darkness under the lights, so he came here specifically to investigate with his mental power, but did not take a closer look. , just scanned it with mental power, confirmed that the person was not here, and then left.
Until today, for the purpose of investigation, I came here again.
Dean waved his hands to the knights on both sides, signaling them to continue working, and he walked straight in.
It has been several days since the incident occurred. In order to prevent the scene from being destroyed, the Knights specially left manpower stationed around the area to protect the traces.
Although I still didn't find anything, in the end I made a contribution and made it easier for Dean now.
But the surrounding area... isn't it a little too clean?
Dean took two steps deeper, and after quietly looking at the surrounding trees for a moment, his eyes fell on a very hidden claw mark.
There are indeed many traces of the existence of Warcraft in the details, but... overall it is still very clean.
It is clean in every sense of the word.
It's so clean that "problem" is written all over his face.
Dean opened the Eye of Destiny. Even under the gaze of the contract ability, this place was extremely clean.
It feels like being soaked in disinfectant water, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
Taking out the prop, Dean leaned forward slightly, took some powder from the claw mark, and brought it to the tip of his nose.
A very complex mixed taste that invaded the entire nasal cavity.
He stood there quietly for a long time, his expression becoming more and more distorted, and finally he waved his hands and gave up self-torture.
As Dean clapped his hands, he thought sadly that he was just a breeder, not a roundworm in the belly of Warcraft. He was really overestimating himself if he wanted to find any clues through this trace.
Shaking his head, Dean continued deeper and found a small lake not far from the marked area.
Underwater...?
Will there be any clues?
Dean thought for a moment and released the Akaman fish.
The familiar swam into the air, made a beautiful tail flick, and then dived into the water.
There was no breath of life in the cold lake water. The Akaman Divine Fish had not only used its mental power to explore it, but even swam in a circle.
The result is still nothing.
Dean frowned.
Not even a monster?
Unbelieving, he made the Akaman fish turn around again, but still found nothing.
It is as clean as a lake, the most common scenic spot on Blue Star, with a feeling of tranquility over time.
If Dean really believed that the original factory settings of this lake were like this, there would be something wrong.
Even the underwater cleaning is so clean...is it necessary to do this?
Dean looked at the water, which sparkled in the sunlight and looked particularly clear.
He pondered for a moment and opened the Eyes of Destiny. In an instant, dense mist appeared in front of him.
It was a layer of colorful mist, mixed with various colors, and it was extremely chaotic. In the blink of an eye, his vision was completely blurred.
It is no exaggeration to say that at that moment, the lake was like a boiling soup pot, with steam overflowing and clouds and mist shrouding it, giving it a hazy feeling like a fairyland.
Dean even felt as if he had suddenly put on highly myopic glasses. He waved his hand in front of his eyes, but found that he couldn't adapt, so he had to turn off the Eye of Destiny.
What's happening here?
Looking at the suddenly clear world, Dean rubbed his temples, feeling more and more doubts in his heart.
What exactly happened here, and why were the traces seen by the Eye of Destiny so confusing?
With this question in mind, Dean returned to the station.
The knights guarding outside immediately came over.
"President Dean, have you discovered anything new?"
"Not yet."
Dean shook his head in response.
The biggest discovery is that the scene was very clean... I don’t know what was left behind. Is it so shameful?
After cursing, he looked at Garfield, who had come with him and was doing nothing.
I don’t know what’s going on with this cat. It’s working sometimes and sometimes not working properly. This time it’s probably going to be a wasted trip...
Dean was feeling sorry when he saw Garfield suddenly sit up.
The sudden movements and the raised head were as if a head suddenly grew out of his flesh.
The next second, it turned its flexible neck, raised its plump butt, and jumped onto the back of the devil floating fish.
There are people who don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, and there are people who don't do anything but raise their buttocks.
Dean's heart was shaken, and he felt that raising his hips was not easy.
Especially in the next second, his eyelids began to tremble as if he had received some signal.
