In the early morning, the bonfire was extinguished, and the few people who had simply washed up with Donald's spell officially entered the Howling Forest.

The cries in the woods were gone by the early hours of the morning.

Raising his hand and pressing it on a tree with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, the cold touch came to his mind along the fingertips, and the rough bark felt a moist feeling after frost.

With his left hand in front of him, a cloud of gray mist lingered on it, and the Tome of Domination appeared.

A leaf-shaped purple pendant fell on his chest.

Demon power activates!

The branches of the trees that were standing silently in the same place immediately twisted a little, and the next second, a wooden bird fluttered out near the palm of the hand.

One naturally has two, and after more than two minutes, a dozen wooden birds were circling above Donald's head.

"To the limit... Go find the place where the wood carvings are scattered!"

Crossing his hands, the dark green flames burned silently, and immediately divided into flames equal to the number of wooden birds in the air, and injected them into their bodies.

uh~

With a uniform cry, all the wooden birds fluttered away in the next second.

This is already the largest number of birds that Donald can control in a short period of time. They can help him scout the environment within a few hundred meters. According to Claremont, the cave is full of wood carvings, and it should be very clear from a bird's-eye view. of.

"You're amazing, it can save us a lot of time."

This was the first time that Donald had mixed the power of two demons together for reconnaissance, and it was surprising that Anthony was beside him.

"This is the best effort I can do. Whether I can find it or not depends on luck."

Although Donald often likes to be sure of everything, he can only rely on luck in this matter. It is best to go deeper into the Howling Forest to find the cave, otherwise I don't know how much time will be wasted here.

However, it turns out that the goddess of luck does not favor him today.

From early morning to evening, except for a period of rest at noon, Donald found nothing.

This is undoubtedly a frustrating result.

As night approached, they had to find a place to rest again.

"Is the method we are looking for wrong? Maybe there is some kind of barrier outside the cave, or maybe... it needs some conditions to open it?"

Anthony carried a rabbit he had caught in the woods before, peeled the skin and gutted, and looked at Julia worriedly. A day's march was nothing for a melee alien like him, but for this little girl. Said that even riding the horses summoned by the horse-calling whistle is still a very physically exhausting thing.

Julia, who was sitting in front of the campfire with her knees in her arms, turned pale and sipped her hot coffee.

The Donald beside her was paler than hers, and maintaining the presence of the wooden bird all day consumed more than half of Donald's mental strength.

"Hey~ I was thinking that when Claremont discovered the cave, he was just an ordinary vagabond. If there is an enchantment or something around that cave, then there is no reason for him to find out... Now It seems that there must be other secrets."

With a long sigh, Donald had to admit that he was a little bit natural, but it was impossible to save him now. After all, the "great sage" had already gone to the underworld with the burning church.

In fact, even if he was retrieved, according to his understanding, it was estimated that he could only describe the situation at the time and not discover the secrets.

"Then what do we do now? If there is a real barrier, is it possible that the area we searched before may be hiding that cave?"

"Don't worry, we still have time. It's hard to say whether the barrier exists or not... Let's make a mark here, and pay more attention to the energy fluctuations around h when we start exploring tomorrow. If we still can't find it... ... take a step by step."

It was impossible to say that he had no negative emotions after a hard day's work, but Donald's control of his emotions was not bad, he just changed his position, turned from sitting to lying, resting on Stephanie's thigh, looking up at him. The night sky soothes the spirit.

"Let's take back those wooden birds first. Anyway, we won't act at night, so don't waste our mental energy."

Pressing Donald's temples, using his abilities to help him adjust his emotions.

All the flying birds that were circling outside returned and transformed into trees on the ground next to him. Donald was preparing to withdraw his power.

The finger that was raised the next moment stopped in mid-air.

"It's weird!"

With a low drink, he jumped up from the ground.

"What? What's weird?"

Stephanie didn't understand what Donald meant and asked blankly.

Woo~woo~woo~

The howling sounded suddenly, and Stephanie, who was all focused on Donald, was shocked.

"These birds... No, it should be these woods to be exact, there are strange things!"

Donald made these wooden birds move in the morning and gave them life with demonic activation. At the time, he didn't think there was anything special, but just when he was about to withdraw this power, he noticed the wooden birds' movement.

They got out of his control at a certain moment, which is absolutely impossible in normal times!

And not long after this happened, the abnormal noise in the Howling Forest reappeared.

Coincidence?

Donald doesn't think so.

Anthony and Julia leaned over at Donald's surprise.

"There is something wrong with this forest... The wood bird has been given life by me when it has a special reaction. Now I take back the power of activation, and it has lost its response again..."

Thinking about the sudden situation in front of him, Donald quickly realized that this might be an opportunity.

Point your finger on the top of a wooden bird. Since there was a reaction before, you might as well activate it again now.

uh~

There was another cry, and Donald's attention was completely on the wooden bird.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

"What's the problem?"

Donald didn't think he would have an illusion, even if his emotions were a little lost just now.

This is the confidence of being an awakened wizard.

"Is it possible that the wooden bird is too small and the reaction is not obvious enough?"

Due to the loud noise around, Anthony had to amplify his voice.

"This......"

With the mentality of trying, he summoned a wooden figurine that was almost the same size as an ordinary man from the tree trunk next to him with the power of demons.

As expected, there is still no change.

"Perhaps it was a change caused by something you did when you took back its life?"

Stephanie came up with her thoughts.

Donald simulated the scene again and regained his activation power.

Ga~

At a certain moment, the wooden man's body suddenly trembled, but it stopped in an instant!

"I found the reason."

Shen Sheng said something, and a dark green flame suddenly rose from the wooden man's feet, giving it life again, and then stepped back a few steps to cut off the spiritual link!

That's right, the key lies in Donald's control!

After Donald withdraws the power of activation, his mental power will cut off the connection with the wooden man, and after he turns on his quick thinking, this moment is prolonged in his perception.

The wooden man really reacted at that moment, and then after losing his life, he regained his composure like the other trees around him.

Therefore, Donald took the initiative to cut off the spiritual link with the wooden man after giving it life this time.

The wooden figurine who gained "freedom" froze in place at first, then suddenly raised his hands, covered his cheeks without any facial features, and made a human-like bending over and crying.

It seems like there is great sadness!

"This... how could it be like this?"

Rao had seen a lot of weird things with Donald, Stephanie still shuddered at the sight in front of her, and Julia hid behind Anthony early.

"Is it sad?"

Due to the cut-off of mental power, Donald could not control the wooden man at this time, and could only turn his eyes to Stephanie, trying to let her detect the wooden man's emotions.

"Although I don't know why, but you're right, it's really sad, but it's just a wooden man."

Stephanie was surprised that she could sense the emotions of a wooden man.

woo~woo~

Over time, cries began to emanate from the wooden man's body...

"It is rumored that in the ancient forest, some trees will involuntarily absorb the wood elements in the air, and then give birth to plant souls in their bodies. Druids who believe in forest and ranger goddesses call them wood elves. Or the plant of the gods, and the pagans simply called this plant the tree man."

Donald searched the knowledge in his mind and finally found such a description.

"I used the power of activation to give life to the wooden man who was already dead, which means that it is now a self-conscious tree man in a sense, so it will be affected by that mysterious power."

Relying on the analytical ability of agile thinking, Donald quickly summed up the meaning behind the current situation, and then said,

"The Howling Forest has existed for a long time, so does this mean that there are still some wood elves with real souls somewhere in the Howling Forest?"

"The voice that spreads throughout the forest~lightnovelpub.net~How many tree people must there be here?"

Anthony looked around, and the originally desolate woodland gave him an inexplicable sense of excitement.

"Rather than this question, I'm more concerned about what are they grieving about? What is it that makes them grieving for so long that they cry every night."

Donald pursed his lips. He vaguely had an answer in his heart, but he didn't dare to decide.

"Donald, it's moving!"

Stephanie pointed to the wooden figure, which was turning somewhere in the forest and strode forward.

"Follow up, maybe this will help us unlock the secrets of this forest."

At this point, even if the wooden man's situation has nothing to do with the cave where the demigod fell, Donald will investigate it clearly.

Decades of secrets, what is hidden behind them, are not ordinary!