"It was silenced? See if there is anything left."

Yale searched for the remains of the witch, and found a brown pottery piece from the minced meat, washed the stains with snow water, and the moonlight reflected the faint pattern of bats.

This thing may be used as evidence of witch activities, and if this matter is organized into a report and turned over, it will probably be exempt from punishment.

"It's just Reina... don't worry." Clenching the pottery in his palm, Yale looked at the night sky. All he could do now was pray that what the witch said was the truth.

Stepping on the snow, he headed back towards Thrace. In the snow, the tall boy's figure was a little hunched. I haven't had a good rest for several days, my spirit is a little relaxed, and I suddenly feel a sense of physical and mental exhaustion.

Don't be in a hurry to go back, find a hotel somewhere to take a hot bath and get a good night's sleep.

Two days later, Yale returned to the obelisk and, facing the questioning from the upper floors, turned in the pottery shard and one of the witch's eyes. The academy accepted his rhetoric of hunting witches, but kept silent about the curse. No matter what other thoughts above, at least the results on my side were perfect, and Reina woke up the next day, and it seemed that there were no sequelae.

Everything seems to have calmed down again. The girl seems to have matured a lot since she woke up. Her speech and behavior have become elegant and generous, but her personality is still stubborn and aggressive.

People can change, what kind of dream can make you become like this?

Every time he deliberately provokes him, he can only vaguely see the original shadow from the demeanor of the other party's coquettish fury. The young man felt lost in his heart, but rejoiced again, she was still her.

As spring was approaching, Yale finally got rid of the life gate of his throat, and his strength increased slightly. A few days later, the second knight mobilization order was issued, and both teammates were third-order knights. It seems that the academy is completely assigning tasks according to combat power, and there is no waste of manpower.

The task is very simple. A village in the western Balkans was transferred, and a monster Vam, who should have lived on the Celtic Island, appeared, and asked the three to bring it back or be executed on the spot.

A monster like Vam has a stance close to that of a dragon, but has no wings or eyes, and is much smaller in size. Low aggressiveness, omnivorous, mainly moss and insects, divided into two stages of juvenile and mature. Juveniles are basically not dangerous, and adults can also be repelled.

The mature body is powerful, grows scales, has strong spell resistance and defense, can spray acid and poisonous fire, and also has advantages over the upper third-order knights. Due to its docile personality, low fertility, and unique living environment, it was able to avoid being strangled and became one of the few "legal" monsters in the empire.

However, most of the adult Vam in the mission are crazy. The attitude of the empire is to catch if you can, and kill if you don't.

The meeting point is at the Ascension Hall in the south of the academy. Because the mountain village is located inside the Dinara Pindus Mountains, you need to take an airship to save time.

After Yalei was ready to change his clothes, he hesitated for a while and decided not to eat lunch. It was the first time in his life that he took an airship.

Walking to the Hall of Ascension, before he got close, he saw several hot air balloons taking off and landing, and there were dense whistles everywhere. This place was much busier than he thought. He stepped into the square in front of the hall with his ears plugged, and his eyes were almost dazzled by the large and small airships. The yellow, white and colorful airships were lined up neatly, and the colors were so colorful that they looked like they came out of the forest after the rain. Huge version of poisonous mushroom swarm.

The largest white airship spanned a small half of the square and was three hundred feet long, making it a giant.

If you take such an airship, it must be very cool!

With this thought in mind, Yale's blood boiled all of a sudden, ran into the lift hall to find the front desk staff, handed in the task book, and under the guidance of the other party, found the driver at the edge of the square.

"I'm Robert, just call me old Robert." The thin old man with a gray beard, over fifty years old, and looking spirited, stretched out his palm kindly - he was the pilot of this airship.

"Hello, I'm Yale Bernstein." Yale reached out and held it.

Following old Robert, he walked to an airship, which was the largest airship, and his excitement overflowed:

"This is our airship?"

"Eh? This is the first time I've seen your reaction. Ordinary young people will despise it for being small, right?"

"Small? Such a big airship is considered small, but how big can it be?" For the first time, he had the illusion that he was a hillbilly.

Old Robert laughed dumbly, pointed to the back of the airship and said, "See clearly, that's our airship."

Yalei looked in the direction, and at the rear of the large airship, a small airship of the same color was only one-tenth of its size, quietly parked in place. It was indescribably cute and small.

Closing his mouth, he silently walked to the small airship, glancing at the large airship condescendingly, sadly leaning back against the hull and closing his eyes.

Old Robert was a skilled escape tool and did a full-scale inspection before the flight.

After more than ten minutes, Yalei opened his eyes when he heard steady footsteps in front of him, and saw a sturdy knight apprentice with rough features, wrapped in a white turban, and only wearing short sleeves in cold weather.

"Clark Arms." He nodded solemnly.

"Are Bernstein." Yare bowed his head in return.

This is one of his teammates. He seems to be an old-fashioned person. No matter how many, try to communicate first.

He started tentatively approaching, and after ten minutes, he gave up decisively. No matter what he said, this person would only say "um" with a serious face and could not communicate at all.

The two fell into a strange silence that lasted for an hour. Old Robert got out of the airship and asked them, "Shouldn't you have another companion? Why haven't you come yet."

Yale shook his head: "I don't know."

Clark didn't speak.

After another half an hour, a figure emerged from the airship group and ran over staggeringly with a loaf of bread in his hand.

The visitor is a female knight with wild and easy-to-manage short hair, delicate wheat-colored skin, slender and fit limbs, plump and plump breasts, and swaying from side to side while running extremely elastic.

Clark's dark face flushed, and he moved his gaze to the side calmly.

She ran to the three of them in one breath, exhaled heavily, and kept bowing in apology:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I overslept."

Without waiting for their reply, he knocked on the head again suddenly:

"Forgot to introduce myself, I'm Nicole Viking, a third-order knight, I know you, the black-haired one is Yale, and the hooded one is Clark."

After speaking, he took another bite of the bread to himself, puffed out his cheeks, and chewed hard.

"Everyone is here, we'll set off." Old Robert turned around and sighed, the young people today are too unrestrained.

The three followed and stepped into the airship pod. Because it is a five-person structure, although the crew cabin is small, the three people standing and lying down are more spacious.

In the cockpit, old Robert held down the air valve above his head. After the whistle sounded, the four ropes connected to the ground were automatically untied and flew slowly.

It is said to be divided into two cabins, but there is only one half-height plank in the middle, and the personnel bulkhead is only five feet high.

Yale can easily look down the probe and watch the scene on the ground from big to small, feeling fresh and exciting.

Nicole seemed to be a little afraid of heights, nibbling on the bread without looking sideways. From time to time, she couldn't help but sneak a glance out, and shouted vaguely as she took off.

When he ascended into the air and looked down from the top, the airship on the ground seemed to have really turned into a mushroom. The strong wind blew against his face, and it felt like hitting cotton. Yale couldn't help but growled a few times.

beep! beep! beep!

There was another long whistle below, and the super-large airship also rose up for some reason and flew west.

He immediately shut up, simply retracted to the wall of the ship, and imitated Clark to close his eyes and meditate.