Miss Benannis had no intention of covering up her group's tracks. She even deliberately wanted to let possible intruders know that there were people here, so she was not panicked at all.
The intruders who had touched the outer guard also realized the confidence of the people who had camped here. They also did not continue to hide themselves, but walked generously from the woods to the edge of the camp.
Xia De was looking forward to seeing a professor from the Truth Society wearing a neat suit and glasses among these people. After all, he still had many questions to ask Miss Pavo, who had retreated at the end of the Pantanal War. But unfortunately, none of the five people who appeared at this time looked like members of the Truth Society.
There were four men and one woman among the five people, the youngest of whom looked to be in his thirties. They were all wearing black cloaks to keep out the cold, and the leader was an old gentleman in his fifties with half-white hair.
He looked at everyone in the camp, then at Shade and Miss Benanis by the campfire. When he saw the unicorn, he was also very surprised, but that expression soon turned into alertness and solemnity. Obviously, he recognized Shade by the unicorn as the leader of the group.
"One high ring, two mid rings, and two low rings. I never thought that after what happened in Tobesk last fall, the Blood Spirit School would dare to send people to the Old World."
Before the other party could speak, Xia De spoke first.
He touched the unicorn that stood up beside him, and the light from the jumping campfire cast his shadow into strange shapes on the snow.
The faint light from the pure white beast also illuminated half of his body, but this made Shade's figure look even more strange. Miss Benanis also understood that Shade wanted to confuse the enemy, so she lowered her head and stood behind him, looking submissive.
"Mr. Helmons sends his regards. I wonder who you are..."
The gray-haired old gentleman spoke cautiously, bringing up the name of "The Blood-Weeping Man".
"Hermons? How is his injury? He was injured by the 'Sunshine Great Sword' Hog Rundel but he was able to escape. His escape ability is no less than before."
Xia De said mockingly, staring at them:
"The cemetery at St. Perry's is ours."
"But... ... "
The old gentleman wanted to retort, so Shade used local slang and cursed him with a curse word that he never said before:
"Outsiders don't know the rules. Do you really think there are no ring sorcerers in the Randall Valley?"
This made it clear that they were a local ring wizard organization in Randall Valley City.
The five outsiders all twitched their lips, but they also saw that the group of people who had already set up camp were obviously confident in dealing with them. The ring warlock's perception determined that he would basically not mistake the approximate strength of his opponent. Although they had not yet fought head-on, the old gentleman in the lead had already wanted to retreat, but the man behind him said:
"No, if we give this place to them, what will happen to our cooperation terms?"
The man who was speaking actually had a Randall Valley accent. The Blood Spirit School probably found a local helper.
"The terms of cooperation can be redrafted, but what we promised will not change."
The old man whispered, looking at Xia De with some fear. Xia De saw that he wanted to leave, but he just lacked a "step", so he said to the witch beside him:
"Hathaway, teach them a lesson, and then... I will reward you."
He deliberately said the second half of the sentence in a disgusting tone. With his personality, he would never say such a sentence.
Miss Benanis bowed her head in cooperation:
"Yes."
As he spoke, he took a step forward, without revealing his life ring, and simply sang in a deep female voice:
"do♫~"
Even though Shade was not the target of the spell, he still felt his body become extremely heavy at this moment. The two low-level sorcerers in the group of five people facing Miss Benannis fell to the ground at once, and the whole person lay on the ground as if they were glued.
The middle-level warlock groaned and bent down slightly, as if he was resisting the force. Although the old gentleman with a high level of ring did not move much, it was obvious to see the change in his expression.
Use singing to manipulate the earth's gravity.
"She" gently reminded the truth about the magic used by the witch Shade, and this attack finally made the people from the Blood Spirit School face the reality. After all, in their opinion, the man with the unicorn standing beside him should be stronger than the woman who was singing now.
"Sorry to bother you, we'll leave now!"
The two middle-ring warlocks struggled to pull up their fallen companions. The high-ring old gentleman slowly retreated, but Shade stopped him:
"Leave your data and information about this place!"
This request further reassured the old gentleman, but this time he did not agree:
"Sir, sometimes being too greedy is not a good thing."
As they were talking, the five people in the group stopped moving. As their skin peeled off, they turned into stone statues as tall as a person, and their strength did not decrease much.
The stone men immediately charged into the camp, but were quickly stopped by the witch's followers.
Miss Benanis did not intervene, leaving it to her followers to handle. She turned to Shade and said:
"It ran away. It seems like some kind of magic from an evil god. I have never seen it before. Does the Blood Spirit School have this kind of power?"
"It's unclear whether it's a relic or some unknown magic, or whether it's not the power of the Blood Spirit School."
The five stone figures were easily smashed and turned into ordinary stones. Neither Shade nor Miss Benannis thought of going deep into the forest to chase the group of people, but they still patrolled the surroundings a few times to make sure that they really retreated, rather than hiding nearby and trying to attack again.
"This makes it almost certain that 'St. Perry's Cemetery' is nearby."
When the two of them sat back by the campfire, Shade said to Miss Benannis, and the witch nodded:
"From now on, just wait patiently. The Blood Spirit School's arrival at this time indicates that it is night time."
For a middle ring warlock like Shade, staying up all night would not have much impact on his body and mind, but he rarely stayed up late in this world. Sitting by the campfire, under the starry sky, he continued to chat with the blonde witch beside him about the surrounding stories, the legends of the city and the valley. Time unknowingly came to midnight, but still nothing happened.
After midnight, Shad missed Little Mia who stayed overnight at Dorothy's house. Miss Benannis happened to ask about Shad's story with the cute cat, so Shad smiled and told the story of the four commissions left by "Uncle Sparrow Hamilton" before his death: "Find the lost cat, investigate the lover, find a doctor who treats eye diseases, and find Miss Blake who ran away from home."
Because of some secrets involved, Shad could not fully describe the whole story, but the story was still very long. At one o'clock in the morning, when Shad talked about his most recent correspondence with Miss Gold, Miss Benanis suddenly raised her hand to ask him to stop talking, and then looked around in confusion:
"Why is it foggy?"
Before I know it, the thick white fog has enveloped the camp with the firelight. Shade and the witch were concentrating on telling stories, and the other ladies in the camp had all fallen asleep. The white little beast was also asleep at this time, but it fell asleep naturally. When Shade touched it, it woke up with sleepy eyes and looked at the white fog outside blankly.
The thick fog completely blocked the view. Sitting by the campfire, one could not even see the night sky five meters outside the camp. The witch stood up with a serious expression, realizing the seriousness of the problem she was facing.
Several shadows roamed in the thick fog, and then a soul with green phosphorescent fire floating around it rushed into the camp, completely ignoring the surrounding defenses. The witch stretched out her hand to fight back, but was held back by Shadra:
"I'm familiar with this kind of thing. This is a test. I'll do it."
Because he had prepared the materials for the spell in advance, he took a step and appeared directly behind the soul. He reached out and touched the spirit, and the magic took effect:
"Guide to death."
Scenes appeared before his eyes. The soul in front of him was an adventurer who died accidentally in the wild. He lived about a hundred years ago. After his death, his soul could not leave because of resentment, but because of the comfort of some strange power, he did not turn into an evil spirit. The soul's memory seemed to be covered by some power, so Shade could not see everything, but Shade could guess that it was the power of St. Perry's Cemetery that helped him:
"You may leave now."
Shade loosened his hand and saw that the few resentments in the soul had disappeared. So he casually drew a dark crack. As the witch retreated in fear, the adventurer's soul bowed slightly to Shade and then stepped into the mudflat behind the crack, which was illuminated by the dark moon.
"Is that... a real death?"
Miss Benanis had a wider range of knowledge than Miss Lathers, but Shade did not answer her question immediately. Instead, he motioned for the witch to sit down:
"Something is coming again, and it doesn't look like an enemy."
Shade returned to the blonde witch and looked at the entrance to the right side of the camp. A shadowy figure kept approaching from the thick fog, and when the figure came to the edge of the camp, they saw that it was an old woman in a nun's robe.
"Another spirit?"
No, it's not a spirit. It's the remnant of some high-level magic combined with divine rituals. It's hard to tell what it is, maybe just a memory. The one you're waiting for should be her.
The old woman was wearing a brown nun's robe and a hooded cold-proof cloak. Shade clearly felt that her face was very familiar. Under the gaze of Shade and Miss Benanis, the old nun passed the defense ceremony outside the camp and walked to the campfire:
"I just wanted to try out what you guys would do, but I didn't expect you to let him go straight away. That's great... It's really a warm flame."