The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Suddenly, the young leader asked abruptly:

"You haven't given up yet?"

After a moment of stunned silence, Turs gave a wry smile:

"You know I'm an adult who can't give up."

The young man looked at it carefully, then gave a gentle smile:

"Yes, you must not give up. She must be waiting for you somewhere to find her."

With a wave, the young man walked out of the room.

"Remember to eat on time, so as not to worry everyone."

"Yes, sir, I'll go right away."

Turs bowed deeply towards the closed door.

It is as if one is worshipping a deity.

……

……

card.

After closing the door, Ning Feng smiled and gently shook his head at the doorway, maintaining his expression as he took a step forward.

"What a pity."

He nodded to everyone he passed by, returning the greeting with a gentle smile.

However, beneath that warm smile, Ning Feng was calmly deep in thought.

"You will never find your daughter."

Because she had already been buried under that burned-down house—buried by Ning Feng himself, who found her body.

"This is a secret I can't tell him."

Ning Feng recalled Turs's reactions each time he learned the truth, and he sighed softly.

"Three thousand times in a row, and the reaction was always the same..."

"Let him live in this not-so-painful dream forever."

"Just stay like this, don't wake up."

Thinking this, Ning Feng suddenly sensed someone approaching.

They were scouts sent out to survey the terrain.

"grown ups!"

"Huh? What happened?"

He quickly walked to Ning Feng's side, leaned close, and spoke rapidly:

“We discovered a city forty miles to the north.”

Catching his breath, the scout said excitedly:

"You may not believe it, but this news is absolutely true!"

"That's a city floating in the sky!"

Chapter 482 Stop Writing...

My name is Habaron, and I am also known as "Habaron the Bigfoot".

Although people often say this title doesn't sound very nice, I actually think it's quite good.

After all, my feet are really not small.

Moreover, this name makes people subconsciously think that I am very tall and imposing, which is also an advantage!

Although the halfling bloodline I inherited from my mother makes me look short, it has made me the leader of the team... no!

Not a team, but the most outstanding stalkers and master thieves in the entire Southern Duchy!

Mom, I really want to thank you!

Even though you sold me to the circus and I ended up as a slave, I still want to thank you!

When I go back to sweep your grave next time, I will fill it back in properly.

Speaking of which, when was the last time I visited your grave?

Ten years ago? Or twenty years ago? I've almost forgotten.

Thinking about it carefully, it's been almost thirty years since you passed away... Wow, so many years have passed already?

hiss!

So, does that mean I'm not a young man anymore? But why am I still single?!

Why? Why!? Well, cough cough cough... no no no!

I'm not going to think about these trivial things anymore; I'm not the same person I used to be!

Correct!

Although my height hasn't changed, I've grown up, grown up a lot!

Now I'm the vanguard scout of the first exploration team, a coveted position that many people envy!

It must be because of my particularly cautious habits that I was able to stand out from so many people.

Under the guidance of the prophet, the scouts, who should have suffered the most casualties, were the team with the fewest.

Some people think the Prophet was blessed by Lady Luck, but I think he is definitely greater than Lady Luck!!!

When I prayed to the gods in the dungeon, none of them answered me.

The gods had abandoned me; it was the prophet who rescued me from the darkness!

Doesn't this prove that the Prophet will be made even greater by the gods?

Praise be to the Prophet!

The Prophet knows everything!

Today, the Prophet personally assigned me a glorious mission: to be the vanguard and explore the suddenly appearing Sky City.

In order to record all the details that happened, I will strictly complete the exploration log as required by the Prophet.

"Sky City (Tentative Title) Exploration Log":

Day 1.

After three hours of struggling, I finally managed to enter the interior of the Sky City via hot air balloon!

Now, I, Habaron, intend to record this exciting moment immediately…

(Random notes)

"Huh? He's already dead so quickly?"

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……

"Sky City (Tentative Title) Exploration Log":

Day 1.

Although I don't know why the prophet told me not to stay in the same place after landing, his words have never been wrong!

I kept moving as he instructed, even when writing in my journal.

Nothing happened; it must have been the adults' warning that worked. Praise the prophet!

(The Thirteen Lines' fanatical and meaningless praise of the prophet)

No, no, no! I want to write this down carefully!

I walked along the tall city wall for an hour without seeing an entrance. It seemed like a real city, but I hadn't seen a single living creature.

Loneliness can be a little creepy, but it doesn't matter. Brave Habaron would never be afraid of such a thing!

Day two.

at last!

After walking for half a day, I finally found the entrance, or rather, a huge city gate, before the sun completely set.

Although there was no one on duty, I still decided to go up and give it a try.

I'm up here, but there's still no one here. There are some buttons, though, that look like they're for me to press?

"...Next time I need to make him write down exactly what he pressed."

……

Day two.

As instructed by the Prophet, I will press the first one on the left!

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Day two.

As instructed by the Prophet, I must press the fourteenth button on the left!

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Day two.

Right 1, Right 4, Left 7, Left 3, Right 2, Left 17.

opened!

It's open!!