Ark pigeon mode, activated!

As for the excitement that would make her take action...he was having an affair with another woman?

Okay! Let’s start quitting masturbation today!

Camilla made up her mind and took her to find Isfiel.

He still has things to do, and he can't let the sick girl stay with him all the time!

Isefel was in the kitchen on the first floor of the mansion, guiding Guinevere in preparing lunch and teaching her how to cook.

Rosetta sat at a small table to the side, waiting to taste the food.

Apparently, we're going to eat snake meat dishes today too.

Although the Komoi giant snake is a bit weak, it can be a good dish.

Camilla walked into the kitchen with the sick girl, immediately attracting the attention of the three people.

Guinevere couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Although Camilla looked cold, her desire was extremely strong!

Bringing a woman home again so soon!

Rosetta narrowed her eyes slightly and watched quietly without saying a word.

She could sense the terrible power in the sick girl's body, which was fluctuating and extremely unstable!

Camilla took the sick girl to Isfiel, grabbed her hand, put the sick girl's hand in hers, and spoke softly.

"I found her on the road. Take good care of her."

Isfiel's calm dark red eyes met the sick girl's empty black eyes.

The same white hair, but very different temperament.

Isfiel is a cold, old-fashioned and meticulous maid, and the sick girl is a weak and sickly lady from a noble family.

"Yes, Master."

Isfir replied in a low voice, without asking about the sick girl's background.

Camilla let go of her hand, looked at the sick girl, and slowly walked out of the kitchen step by step.

The sick girl seemed to want to follow, but was stopped by Isfir and was forced to stop after taking one or two steps.

After Camilla's figure disappeared, she turned around and looked at Isfiel in silence.

Isefel thought for a moment, then turned and said to Guinevere.

"Give her a bath this afternoon and send her to the young master's room."

"...Are you sure? She doesn't look very smart! Master Camilla likes this?"

Guinevere asked hesitantly.

"It doesn't matter. Young Master doesn't care what's in her head. As long as her body can be used, that's all that matters."

Isefel replied calmly.

"All right……"

Guinevere thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true.

Camilla has no interest in relationships, which is a bit strange at his age...

However, Camilla is a freak, so it's nothing strange that she's a little weird in this respect.

……

After arranging for the sick girl, Camilla did not rush to find Isabette.

He took his sword, spear, demonic weapons, and some spiritual materials and went to the White Sand Knight's workshop in the Foundry to check on the progress of his light armor.

The White Sand Knight is a titled knight, so his work efficiency is naturally far beyond that of an ordinary blacksmith. The main body of the light armor has been completed long ago, and only some details need to be polished, and it can be delivered at any time.

The main material of the light armor is a very thin and tough black animal hide, which comes from a great spirit follower whose strength is close to that of a great knight.

When the White Sand Knight led the Knights to garrison in the North, he killed many powerful followers of the Great Spirits and accumulated a lot of precious materials. He mostly used these materials when making equipment for others.

The light armor looks very much like a thicker black robe with a hood, knee pads, wrist guards, straps for carrying items and weapons, and a pair of gloves and long leather boots made of the same material, giving Camilla a sense of déjà vu of some assassin's clothing.

The strap design on the back allows him to carry his sword and spear as well as the skeleton sword and spear transformed from the demonic weapon, but it is not very convenient in a relatively cramped environment.

Weapons like swords and spears are suitable for open areas.

After all, light armor is made of materials from the Great Spirit's followers, and its defensive capabilities are even stronger than most heavy armors. Chimera doesn't need to worry about her armor exploding in battle for a short period of time.

In addition, it doesn't take much material to make him a set of light armor. If it is damaged, he can come back and ask the White Sand Knight to repair it, so some parts can be replaced.

Of course, there is a charge for this.

After a brief exchange with the White Sand Knight, Camilla confirmed that some of the following small details that might make the light armor more beautiful were unnecessary, so she delivered the spiritual materials and put on this set of light armor.

After talking for a while, he said goodbye and left the White Sand Knight's workshop.

Next, it’s about Isabette.

Camilla currently has no strong intention to kill Isabet, but rather wants to observe her state of absorbing the strange objects.

Even if he didn't delve into the node under investigation, he would consider taking the time to secretly observe her.

When he was chatting with Guinevere this morning, he asked about Isabette's address. After leaving the foundry area, he rushed there.

The two weapons on her back were very conspicuous, especially the demon weapon, whose ferocious shape was particularly eye-catching. It was basically impossible for Camilla to blend into the crowd in a low-key manner.

So, he released his mental energy from two streets away to sense the courtyard where Isabette lived.

Isabette was talking to a man and a woman at this time, discussing some of the work of the Knights of Judgment.

As a member of the Knights of Judgment, Isabette naturally has to work.

However, after the Foundry's previous investigation, the Knights took the initiative to reduce her tasks, allowing her more time to practice.

For the Cavaliers, strength is the most important thing.

The Knights Temperance often spares no effort in cultivating knights who have the potential to improve.

……

Chapter 202: Blade Master and... Surtur!

Camilla watched quietly without getting closer.

He was in no hurry; Isabette would leave sooner or later.

He was also concerned about the movements of the maid Lamia, but he didn't sense her today and didn't know where she went.

More than half an hour later, the two members of the Judgment Knights left.

Isabette sat in the yard for a while, then returned to her room, took off her outer clothes, and put on a new set of silver-white armor.

Her previous set of armor was pierced by Chimera. It might still be usable after repair, but she didn't plan to repair it and just replaced it with a new one.

After changing into her equipment and taking a package, she cast some kind of spiritual technique that greatly reduced her presence and left the residence.

Camilla had been keeping her locked on with her mind, and was not misled, so she followed without making a sound.

After a while, Isabette went to a secluded suburb and walked into an abandoned building.

Then, she began to set up the formation here using the materials she brought.

She is not as strong as Camilla, but when it comes to the study of formations, Camilla, who hasn't even learned much spiritual arts, is far inferior to her.

A moment later, an intricate and exquisite circular formation appeared on the ground. Spiritual light flowed, and wisps of pale mist filled the air, spreading continuously and soon completely covering the abandoned building.

Camilla could clearly feel that his perception was disturbed by the fog, making it difficult to distinguish the details.

Isabette walked a short distance in the fog and then suddenly disappeared.

Realizing this, Camilla no longer hid and quickly came to the abandoned building.

In-depth investigations revealed that he followed Isabet's footsteps into the mists of Krodir's history.

This strange fog should be the so-called historical fog.

This thing... shouldn't be dangerous, right?

After all, it was a [Historical Gift] node, and he was just following in to pick up treasures, so it should be fine...

After a brief thought, Camilla entered the fog.

The fog seems to have mass. When you walk into it, you feel heavy, and your perception of the outside world is obscured.

Camilla realized that he had left San Siro, left the real world, and was in the fog of history, not knowing where he was.

He was not in a hurry and just walked slowly forward.

The road beneath my feet quietly changed, from a flat floor to a bumpy gravel road.

In the thick fog, some vague human figures passed by, but they were unclear.

Isabet didn't know where she was and she couldn't sense her presence at all.

After about ten minutes of walking, the fog in front of me suddenly thinned a lot, revealing a corner of a huge world covered by dark green crystals.

The continuous ancient stone buildings are like insects that have fallen into amber, maintaining the landscape from countless years ago, but there is not a single life condensed in them.

Chimera walked onto the crystal-covered ground and watched the scene calmly.

He remembered that the Mad King of Clodil was injected with a poison that corroded the world, and this poison might actually be corroding this world...

After a little thought, Camilla took off the sword and spear on his back and stabbed it hard at the ground!

Ding!

After a crisp sound, the dark green crystal on the ground was intact, without a single scratch on the surface.

Seeing this, Camilla knew that he could do nothing about this thing.

However, since he came here, he should have gained something.

Chimilla immediately materialized a small dragon called "Xianjing" and rode it to fly quickly across the land.

There was still fog in the distance, and it seemed as if the end was nowhere to be seen.

He approached the core area of ​​the buildings based on his feeling.

Soon, a huge palace building also shrouded in dark green crystals appeared in front of him.

After circling in the air, Camilla landed in front of the main palace and walked in.

Although the ancient palace is covered in crystals and its original appearance is difficult to see, it still retains some of its past grandeur.

Camilla came to the center of the palace and looked up to see a dark green crystal stained with solidified black blood lying quietly in front of the throne, unlike other crystals that were connected as a whole.

This should be what he can take.

Camilla briefly explored the surroundings and confirmed that there were no living creatures nearby. Then she walked forward and picked up the crystal.

It is the size of a fist, feels soft and delicate to the touch, and has a texture similar to jade, but its essence is poison!

Camilla looked at it carefully for a moment, and then mobilized her mental strength to perceive, and only then did she vaguely realize that there was incredible vitality contained in this crystal!

That huge life energy is like the ocean!

This is true god-level power!

After a little thought, Camilla took out the mysterious statue she carried with her and placed the dark green crystal in front of it.

He had no means of using this crystal, and its nature was extremely poisonous. Chimila didn't dare to try it recklessly, so it was better to let the mysterious statue try it.

However, the statue remained motionless facing the crystal, seemingly completely uninterested.

Seeing this, Chimera had no choice but to put away the mysterious statue and the crystal together.

It doesn’t matter if there is no response, just think of it as one more collection item.

Now that she had the things, Camilla began to wonder whether she should go find Isabet and see what she was doing in this strange historical fog.

Glancing at the throne covered with a thin layer of dark green crystals, Camilla sat on it without thinking much.

This throne was probably built for a giant. It was wider than his bed, and he looked inconspicuous when he sat on it.

Looking down from the throne at the empty scene below, I felt nothing special except loneliness.

After staying for a while, Camilla lost interest in playing and stood up to leave.

At this moment, a voice seemed to ring directly beside my ear.