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Benovia was taken aback: "Are you going to find Doris?"

Celia nodded. "Of course. She lost the puppet exam, and according to the agreement, she was supposed to provide me with materials for ice-type puppets. How could I let her just disappear like that?"

Ross quipped, "You're lying."

Celia protested, "Where did I lie? Isn't this all the truth?!"

"You're clearly worried that something might have happened to her."

"Isn't it normal to worry about a classmate? Although I really dislike her, we're a team now, and it wouldn't be good for anyone if the captain died!"

"Hahaha." Ross laughed heartily.

Celia realized she had been tricked by Ross and glared at him angrily.

In reality, Cyria's expression kept changing after Ross interrupted her.

However, she still finished dressing, checked her equipment, and prepared to leave.

“I’ll go with you,” Phil suddenly said.

Celia turned around and said, "Phil, you're pushing yourself too hard. You should get some rest so you won't be unable to enter the ruins tomorrow."

Phil shook his head. "If we can't get in tomorrow, we can go in the day after tomorrow. But if something happens to Doris, I won't be able to forgive myself."

“I’ll go too.” Anke stood up, put on her glasses, and said seriously, “How can the captain leave us to go on an adventure alone?”

Benovia said, "Why don't we set off together? It'll be better if there are four of us so we can look after each other."

She paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "I thought about it and realized that it seems to make no difference whether Doris is in the team or not; everyone has their place."

Celia wholeheartedly agreed: "That's right. If we can't find it, we can just find another captain. We have support, priests, warriors, mages, anyone can join us and we can continue exploring."

Despite their words, the group quickly organized their equipment.

Ten minutes later, everyone finished packing their equipment and quietly left the camp.

The school's camp was surrounded by a wooden fence, and instructors patrolled the area.

However, for Celia's squad, who had Ross's callouts, the patrolling mentors had no chance of detecting them.

Soon, they left the school's base and arrived at the mercenary market outside.

It was nearly midnight, and the camp was completely quiet.

All the mercenaries have returned to their tents or huts to rest and recuperate, waiting to continue their exploration of the ruins the next day.

By this time, the vendors had finished packing up their goods, which were piled up everywhere. Some were placed directly outside the tents, while others were placed inside the tents or huts, creating a raised dot.

This campsite mainly consists of camping tents, but also includes many wooden houses that were built only a few years ago. The Holy Magic Academy, on the other hand, is built with stone bricks and can no longer be considered a temporary campsite.

A cold wind blew, ruffling the girls' hair.

Everyone instinctively pulled their coats tighter around themselves.

Anke looked around nervously: "The camp is too quiet at night."

Celia looked at Benovia: "Still haven't you been able to get in touch?"

"No, neither the school's dedicated line nor the Protoss network can reach Doris. She is no longer within the Protoss network's coverage area."

If it's not within the Protoss network's coverage area, there's only one possibility—

They went inside the ruins.

The cold wind howled, the sky was dark, and strange sounds seemed to come from all around, as if mocking them for daring to come out in the middle of the night.

Anko approached Celia and Benovia, her voice trembling slightly: "It's so cold, I'm shivering from the cold."

Celia looked at her, pretending not to know, and said, "You can use magic to convert cold into fire magic, and it will warm you up after circulating through your body a couple of times."

"My body is special, so it's not very useful."

"Oh, so it's because of your special constitution. I thought you were trembling because you were scared."

"The word 'fear' doesn't exist in Anke's dictionary!" Anke retorted angrily.

Benovia looked at Celia: "Celia, which direction should we go?"

Celia pretended to ponder, but in reality, she was asking Ross in her mind, "Lord Ross, do you know where Doris is?"

Ross said, "The direction of the ruins is dangerous because the lighthouse operates at night. Be careful."

Celia said, "It's very likely the direction of the ruins. We can go this way to look, and if we can't find it, we'll come back."

Phil asked, "Aren't you going to tell your advisor?"

“We didn’t tell them to avoid being told not to come out,” Celia said. “But now that we’re preparing to head towards the ruins, we can inform our mentor so they can also participate in the search.”

Benovia raised the bracelet on her wrist and smiled, "I've already told Professor Abros and Mentor Elena. Let's go quickly, or they'll come out and stop us."

“Then let’s set off together. We don’t need to separate. I have a way to find Doris.”

Celia trusted Ross's judgment.

Therefore, her tone was very certain.

Ross felt that even if he deliberately said something wrong, the girl would still walk on without hesitation.

He didn't do that.

Although he didn't know where Doris had gone, and couldn't find her within the range of his mental scan, thankfully, the traces she left behind allowed him to roughly determine the direction she had left in.

That is, we went in the direction of the ruins.

“Doris was most likely in a bad mood and forgot the warnings about the dangers of going out at night, so she left the camp area,” Ross said. “It just so happened that she left the camp in the direction of the lost lighthouse, and that’s when the accident happened.”

"Was she drawn into the lighthouse?" Celia asked.

"Maybe so. You can look around for a bit first."

While they were talking, Celia was also exchanging words with the others. Before long, the four of them arrived at the entrance of the camp.

Intricate runes are now appearing on the ground outside the door, emitting a faint golden light.

"This is the camp's protective array," Celia said. "It can protect the camp from the lighthouse's influence at night."

As she spoke, she stepped through the gate, passed through the protective magic circle, and came outside the camp.

In an instant, the cool breeze turned into a powerful, icy storm, slapping hard against Celia's face.

Chapter 153 Murderous Intent Under the Cover of Night

It is October now. The ancient tower located in the eastern part of the Ishtar Empire should be in autumn. Even if it is cold, it is not so cold that everything seems to be frozen.

The temperature inside the camp remained pleasant, but outside it felt like we had entered the far north.

However, the ice in the far north is built upon the foundation of everything being frozen.

Here, the surrounding environment is no different from usual, without any frost, and it looks like autumn has just begun.

However, the strong winds snapped all the trees in half, leaving them teetering on the brink of collapse, as if they would be blown down at any moment.

Celia covered her eyes with her hands, and had to convert some of her magic into fire magic, which circulated within her body to ward off the cold.

"The wind is so strong, these trees look like monsters baring their fangs." Anke hugged his arms tightly, almost pressing himself against Celia.

"Wind Wall!" Benovia stretched out her hand, and a faint blue magic emerged from her hand, instantly expanding into a small shield that enveloped them and the puppet.

The wind was still howling around, but the biting cold had disappeared. Inside the enclosure, there was no wind, only a gentle breeze.

Anke looked at Benovia and asked, "Why do you learn all kinds of magic?"

Benovia smiled slightly: "Better safe than sorry."

The surroundings quieted down a bit, and the group continued on their way.

Benovia looked at Celia and asked, "Celia, how are we going to find Doris?"

Celia said, "I have a special way to sense traces, and we should be able to find it by following those traces."

“Okay.” Benovia nodded and didn’t ask any further questions.

Phil and Anko couldn't help but glance at Benovia.

They both had questions—

Why does Benovia trust Celia so much?

Could it be that these two made some kind of special deal in secret?

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

However, they didn't say anything, they just followed along.

Just then, Celia, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped, and then an ice blade shot into the depths of the nearby jungle.

"Ow!"

A wolf-like creature rushed out from the shadows, its eyes bloodshot and shrouded in black mist.

As it rushed closer, the wolf's head suddenly split open, and a flower resembling countless teeth emerged from the split head, about to charge towards Celia.

However, when it reached mid-air, it seemed to hit something and fell down.

Another icy blade flashed past, and it was split in two.

Celia went over to take a look. "So these monsters leave the ruins at night to hunt outside?"

Benovia said, "This is probably how the contamination spreads, emerging from the ruins and spreading to the surrounding area when the lighthouse shines brightly at night."

Celia said, "We're almost at the camp. So many mercenaries, and we still haven't been able to suppress them."

Phil said softly, "They don't have the ability to purify the pollution, and they can't stop its spread."

“These monsters are stronger than the ones we killed on the Gold Coast; they’re almost at Tier 3.” Celia stood up and continued forward, adding, “The wilderness is indeed dangerous at night. Stay close to me and don’t wander off.”

The three nodded.

Ross's phantom appeared beside Celia. Celia pretended to look around, then looked at him with a question in her eyes.

"Lord Ross, is there a problem with the surroundings?"

Ross said, "There is a problem, but it won't have a big impact. Don't worry about it."

Celia nodded slightly and led the three of them onward.

The number of monsters ambushing them along the way gradually increased, but fortunately, Celia's mage hand was already able to detect and sense the monsters' movements.

What they cared about wasn't the monsters. Although these monsters were stronger, they were only slightly troublesome for the four of them working together, requiring them to use two more spells.

What they cared about was the faint mist that appeared around them in the pitch-black night as they moved forward.

This fog resembled the black fog that enveloped the area behind one when entering ruins, but it was filled with thick pollution, and...

A faint, unsettling aura of killing intent emanated from it.

This mysterious killing intent made even the four people inside the wind wall feel their hair stand on end, as if something in the mist was about to attack them.

“The fog is getting thicker, let’s move closer,” Celia said.

She had barely finished speaking when she suddenly noticed that Ross, who was leisurely following beside her, suddenly made a move.

Ross reached out, as if he had grabbed something, and then squeezed it.

She felt that a large portion of the magic power within her had been used up.

"What happened?" Celia asked hurriedly.

"Something tried to separate you, but I crushed it," Ross said calmly.

Celia's heart skipped a beat, then slowly calmed down.

I felt nothing at all.

If it weren't for Rose, they probably wouldn't even know they were separated.

Celia turned to look at Benovia and the others, and saw that their faces were shrouded in a light mist, as if they would disappear at any moment.

However, the fog quickly dissipated.

"What's wrong?" Benovia asked.