After mastering the resurrection technique, they begged me to extend their lives.

Chapter 71 Black Rain Cemetery: Authentic Best Friends

"What's wrong, Dawn?"

"Yoo-hoo—"

"I sensed a familiar presence?"

Fiora hovered above the clouds, also looking down.

As a Cloudwalker, after contracting with the White Falcon, she can share a portion of her vision with her mount, achieving an effect similar to "eagle eye".

Sure enough, at the blacksmith's shop, the dwarf Bronzebeard, carrying a large pile of materials that looked quite familiar, trotted into the house, appearing very wary.

"What does pterosaur taste like?"

Fiora frowned as she listened to Dawn's account.

"It is said that the Volta people perished in the Radel Forest, and the prisoners have yet to be apprehended."

"With the country in chaos right now, the reduction in his subordinates is actually a good thing for me."

"All I can do is liberate the imprisoned griffin riders and find a way to give them a good home, instead of having them incorporated into his ranks and reduced to subordinate air force units."

Fiora sighed helplessly.

Unlike other high-ranking officials of the empire, if it were someone else, they might have gone down to see what was going on with this guy who dared to provoke the Dragon Riders.

However, he had long been at odds with Volta, and Volta had been targeting him in every way back home.

Fiora was delighted to see someone reselling his mounts.

She has limited time.

The only thing I can't let go of is those sisters who fought alongside me.

However, before he left, he said, "Those who are dissatisfied with the status quo in China can choose to continue following me and consider developing elsewhere."

However, apart from the three sisters who trusted them the most, the other griffin knights were too timid. They were afraid that if they escaped, the new prince would accuse them of treason, so they all kept silent.

Fiora understood that some people would never see the reality of the situation clearly until they hit a wall.

"War is about to begin."

Historical records state that before the last war began, the old king of the empire had purged his brothers in a similar manner, and now that disaster has befallen him, it can be considered a continuation of that lineage.

Fiora knew what such turmoil often meant.

"Invading other countries brings death and sorrow."

"On the surface, Aleister's strongest forces are its seasoned marines and air force, but in reality, it's the experimental subjects that witch has been developing underground ever since she arrived, right?"

"Ugh."

"Save those who can be saved; the rest, good luck to them."

She shook her head, patted Ji's back lightly, and rode away on a white falcon.

As the sun sets below the horizon at Stardust Harbor.

An Xiao walked out of the blacksmith shop.

"This purchase totaled 200 gold coins, with a new customer discount price of 150! Affordable, handcrafted, and honest service!"

Due to the high cost of raw materials and the lack of room for error, the dwarf Bronzebeard stated that he would "carefully polish" the item, and it would be stored for three days before it could be picked up.

If the material is damaged, there will be no forging fee, and the item will be insured for 500 gold and returned via the original payment method.

An Xiao felt that the dwarf was quite principled, and Bronzebeard's wife, the dwarf aunt, seemed to have some skills and was proficient in engineering.

One of them is a blacksmith, and the other makes engineering components. They complement each other, which explains why they can run their shop so well.

"Young man, you have a lot of usable pterosaur skin. Besides the leather armor my wife made, I can also make you a pair of leather shoes and add some eyelets while I'm at it."

I've recently been researching a "nitrogen propulsion system" in "Ancient Engineering," it's quite advanced. I'll get one for you, for free.

But let me be clear, there's a one-in-three chance this will fail—it'll explode and send you flying instead of traveling in a straight line. So if you find it uncomfortable and end up burning your feet or hurting yourself, we won't be responsible.

"----OK."

An Xiao knew that the dwarf aunt usually made these for temporary escape, not for traveling.

So when you need it, even if you accidentally fly up, you can still use the flashing scroll to fall back to the ground, so it's not a big problem.

More features are always better than none.

"Then I'll come back in three days."

After confirming everything, An Xiao left with Hela and the little fox.

We arrived at the crossroads.

The little fox tugged at his sleeve, asking about the specific time of departure.

After thinking for a moment, An Xiao tentatively set the date for 5 days later.

"May is approaching, and the summer breeze is coming; it's the perfect time to set sail."

"Alright, I'll go tell Dad and ask for leave from the Chamber of Commerce. This trip will take at least half a month, so I need to buy some necessities beforehand. An Xiao, you should prepare as well."

The little fox was a little reluctant to part with it.

However, she knew that at this time, An Xiao needed more thorough preparations. With important matters at hand, she couldn't afford to delay him any further.

"it is good."

-

She said goodbye earnestly.

An Xiao watched Xing Mi's figure disappear from sight.

Only Hela remained by his side.

After walking several dozen meters, Hela said, "Boss, I've calculated that Little Dark should be flying back around soon."

Let's get on the ship together when she arrives. Last time, it was because I let Crow fly a long distance alone that she suffered a fatal injury—”

As expected, the witch still felt guilty about it.

"I forgot to ask, what did you ask her to deliver?"

"Send my best friend a copy of my travelogue — and while you're at it, pick up the inscription scrolls she made for me, oh, the ones I gave you —"

Hela shared everything without reservation.

"I see."

An Xiao glanced at her and thought that, to some extent, her personality was indeed the type that would go all out for certain people or things.

Their fighting style is the same; they disregard defense and only focus on output and attack.

"Is your best friend also a powerful mage from the Magic Kingdom?" he asked.

"No, boss."

Hela organized her thoughts, "She—is another traveler I met in the Travellers' Guild. However, she and I have different tastes; she particularly loves places with a 'primitive' feel—so we have no way to team up and broaden our horizons; we can only share with each other through letters—"

"The original flavor?"

"Yes. It's like—deep in the mountains and forests, or places with ancient ruins. Like the Forest Kingdom of Rafilas—she said it's pristine."

Hela sighed, "Personally, I prefer popular cities in the mortal realm, like Batos and Aleiente. But my best friend prefers the wilderness and primeval forests because her father seems to have been an archaeologist—"

"—Archaeology."

An Xiao understood.

For travelers, the choice of travel destinations varies from person to person.

Considering that her best friend is an expert in inscription, it's not surprising that archaeology, inscription, and exploring historical sites have become her hobbies.

"The place she went to last time was too eerie, causing my crow to fly the wrong way and meet with misfortune. I warned her long ago not to go to such dangerous places, but she just wouldn't listen, saying things like I felt that the demon race, as a race that could once rival three countries, could never be destroyed"—and then she went to Endedes alone, saying she was going to "go down into the dungeon"—

"—Is it that wild?"

"Yeah! Still alone! Acting all by himself!"

Hela muttered to herself, "My goodness, how could such a small, quiet little girl, barely 1.45 meters tall, possibly return safely if she encountered a ghost?"

"So I put the letter urging her to give up and a whole bunch of the most crucial magic potions into a storage scroll and asked Raven to bring it to me. But instead of the package arriving, Little Darkness suffered the consequences—"

At this point, Hela kept shaking her head and sighing, feeling that this whole thing was her fault.

"Now there's no news of her, but I'm certain she's deep inside Endedes. Her last letter clearly stated that her destination was the 'Black Rain Cemetery'—though I don't want to think the worst, I feel that if she really went there, her chances of survival are extremely slim—"

She did not continue.

An Xiao looked thoughtful.

[Black Rain Cemetery].

The setting collection contains settings that the creator uploaded to themselves and that they then refined.

—The land where the demons perished.

In the dungeon, all the demon corpses were thrown here by Galatin's "heroes" and burned with blue "holy flames".

Countless wronged souls and spirits were wiped out of the world without even a trace by the scorching flames.

From then on, black rain fell from the sky over that area every day.

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