Starting with Mr. Ginal on the surpen, go down the other side of the cliff you climbed.
The descent continues on a gentle slope, so there is no fear of going up.
With a sense of serenity, I was able to enjoy Mr. Serpent above.
I guess Iâd better come this way.
âStill, these kids are moving like theyâre chasing Ivy.â
Mr Fischer leans his neck to his words.
âSure, we meet a lot.â
Mr. Serpent, who is riding my words, shakes his body from side to side.
I donât understand the meaning, but I think it might be fun to meet you.
âItâs a shame thereâs no sign of people because itâs pretty deep in the woods.â
Didnât understand what Jinal was saying, he glanced back and smiled.
âIf you look at the current state from a distance, there will be rumors that there are more new types of surpents?
More new kinds of surpents?
Look at Jinal and your father.
⊠Ah, so there was a rumor that a new species appeared when I first got a ride from Mr. Sarpent.
âThatâs right. Rumor has it thereâs been an increase.â
âIsnât that right? So why donât you go somewhere thatâs a little crowded and make a rumor?
Fischer sighs at Ginalâs words.
Donât do anything stupid.
Even if Fischer gets angry, Dinal looks up.
You really have a good personality.
When I entered the forest from the cliff, I felt a sign of a monster in the distance.\n
She already felt it, or made the signs and magic slightly stronger to intimidate her surroundings.
After a while, I found signs of distant monsters moving away.
âThatâs Sierra. Perfect.â
When she nodded at Ginalâs words and looked at her, she shook her tail satisfactorily.
Itâs about time we got close to the woods that surrounded the village.
According to your father, Sarpent slows down.
Look through the trees for signs of the road.
Looking closer, it seems likely to be found.
In Ginalâs words, Fischer comes down from Sarpento and looks at a tree.
âYou must be in a hidden village.â
Ginal nods at Fischerâs words.
âDo you want to look around a little bit?If thereâs a real criminal, itâs dangerous.Well, thatâs unlikely. â
Nod at Mr. Ginalâs words.
If there are criminals in the village, we should be alert to approaching.
That way, youâll notice the signs and magic moving so close.
âIs there still someone in the village?
While searching for traces of the road, I searched for traces of peopleâs movements, but I couldnât find them.
It is impossible to spend time in the village alone.
So if people move, thereâs definitely some kind of trace.
If you donât find it, it seems unlikely that there will be people in the village.
âIvyâs right.Too little trace. â
Dinals nodded at his fatherâs words.
âIt could be a village thatâs already been destroyed.Well, letâs take a look around and go to the village. â
Walk among the trees that surrounded the village, with Sierra at the forefront. \nThe Sarpents came with me.
When I walked for a while, I felt like I was going through something.
Did your dads feel it too? They stopped and looked around.
âSomething happened.â
Mr. Fischer puts his hand on the sword after Mr. Ginalâs words.
My father already had a sword.
While I was alert, I heard a voice from Siel.
Turning to her eyes, she could see the sill as she always did.
Itâs the same as usual.
In your fatherâs words, the ginals de-alerted a little.
Siel walks out again after she sees his dads.
As usual, Sola and the others followed after Siel with pleasure.
âIt seems to be all right.â
Ginal smiled bitterly and walked away from her sword.
Your body is relieved of its strength.
Nod to your fatherâs words and follow the ginals.
After a while, I saw the gate of the village.
âFor a village in this place, the gate is high.â
Mr. Ginal puts his hand on the gate and looks up.
Indeed, in a village in a despicable place, the gates are made high.
The same goes for the walls surrounding the village.
âAre there any dangerous monsters?
\nThen he stabbed his foot into the ground.
Shake your neck to the side of Mr Ginalâs words.
âI saw that when I ran out of gardens in Caglio.The flower fields withered in an instant.Thatâs why today, too. â
âI see, donât let it die.â
Fischer is stunned to see a vine dying with great momentum.
Itâs interesting to watch the vines wither from side to side around the tron.
Looking at Tron, he was trembling as he burst into pieces.
I was worried and looked at Tronâs expression gently.
I was anxious whether it was painful, but it seemed different from the look on my face.
A tron with a groovy expression somewhere.
âIf this were the case, youâd be able to open it.â
When she turned her gaze to the gate, the vines withered and fell apart.
Toron is satisfied, get his roots off the ground⊠almost there!
I wonder if I canât pull through a little more, Tron, whoâs going to burst out on the ground.
Itâs pathetic if you laugh, but it looks like youâre laughing.
Gently lifts the tron up and pulls its feet off the ground.
âWhat? Tron, the roots have grown again?
Tron stares at my words and stares at their roots.
I donât look happy about it.
Well, I still have plenty.
I wonder how you can see it in the eyes of a jito.