Chapter 1717

Although she said so, Miss Higgins felt vaguely that the man in front of her would definitely not follow them and leave. She couldn't explain the source of this inspiration, just felt that this person was out of place with them, with this place, and even with this world, just like an outsider who entered their dream.

"Will it be so simple this time?"

Xia De thought suspiciously, but there was no time this time, and all problems could only be solved next time.

Because too much time was wasted in the Black Fog Camp, his exploration this time only had the last three minutes left. Taking advantage of the witch resting and recovering her physical strength, he also sat by the campfire and asked the boy who was secretly wiping the dagger:

"Can you tell me your purpose for coming here? The lady over there said your country was destroyed, so you want to reverse this?"

The boy carefully hid the dagger back to his waist, looked at the witch across the campfire, and nodded lightly, lowering his voice:

"My father was the king, and I was the youngest prince of the kingdom. Because of the disaster, the whole country was gone, all the nobles, officials, people, livestock, and land were gone. I want to reverse time and change this."

His wish was harder to realize than Mrs. Myers' wish, but since the Tree Father let Xia De come to handle this matter, he could only think of a way. But in this way, the boy's coins probably weren't enough. Xia De couldn't think of any way to reverse time and space. Fortunately, what the Tree Father asked him to do was just "help complete the transaction," not that he must complete a specific transaction.

"What disaster destroyed your country?"

I asked again, the girl's face stiffened, and she stammered before saying:

Getting up and wanting to leave the campfire camp, twenty minutes was very short, and the black fog had already appeared.

Mrs. Natalie, Mr. Edmund, and Old John who opened the antique shop were all members of the Light-Guiding Cult. Tian Xia happened to want to ask a few questions, and not going to the lighthouse in Hot Water Port and the antique shop in Tobesk was because both places were too far away.

"Coming to find me this time, it won't be Edmund wanting to buy fish bones again, right?"

It was just that the witch had no intention to deal with that boy. Tian Xia didn't have enough time left this time, and didn't have time to use rhetoric to persuade the boy to tell the truth.

"My time is not enough."

Saying this, he threw his only coin to her: "Don't spend the white coins in your hands at will, that thing is very strange. When I come back next time, I will bring you new news."

"Look, it's the conch again. Besides 【Missing Conch】, I have also heard of a kind of conch that can tell the listener the answer to any question they want to know."

Tian Xia and the witch both stood up and stood behind Mrs. Mai Jin Si. The boy also looked toward that side cautiously.

Saying this, he also glanced at the boy who tried his best to lower his sense of existence.

Tian Xia looked at me suspiciously, then looked at the witch. The former, although resting, was also listening to the conversation over there. She shook her head slightly, clearly not understanding Ers' meaning; she hadn't heard the news of any country being destroyed by a meteorite recently.

"Your recommendation is indeed not bad, I also didn't expect to be able to know such... friends."

Ers waved goodbye to you with a smile, and the boy and Mrs. Mai Jin Si also got up to see him off:

Tian Xia asked back, then really saw the red-haired witch very, very carefully put the conch to her ear and made a listening posture, just like in the market just now. But this time nothing happened, so she shook the conch suspiciously, as if wanting to determine if the thing was broken, but there were no blood, screws, or similar things falling out, so she handed the conch to Mrs. Mai Jin Si:

That parting seemed to be at a crossroads covered with wild grass and flowers, and also near a quiet market.

"What?"

The witch blinked her beautiful golden eyes suspiciously, Ers didn't continue to explain:

"Are you sure this isn't the whispering of some evil thing?"

"Meteorite, a meteorite hit my country, yes, that's it. My country didn't have the protection of the Witch Emperor, it was just a city-state, and it was all destroyed."

This high-ring old woman looked at me meaningfully, but didn't delve into what Ers' relationship with Xia De was:

Mrs. Natalie had said when Ers came for the first time that she and Xia De were old friends. She probably knew Xia De was a witch, because she had reminded Tian Xia not to mind if Xia De was very cold to him.

"Then why isn't it a beautiful girl, but a strange man?"

"Help me keep it."

Miss Xi Mei Gen got up and wanted to pull his sleeve: The silver-haired old woman didn't answer, but smiled and looked at the firelight in front of her, as if she could see the lover she parted with more than forty years ago.

After returning from the past time, Little Mia, who was waiting for Ers, immediately leaned over, meowing around Ers. After Ers hugged Mia, he went to the downstairs quickly. Sure enough, after a few minutes, he saw Luweiya running over in a hurry:

Nothing happened, at least the few people by the campfire didn't discover any strange things happening.

After Miss Xi Mei Gen rested well, she took the two relics out of the cloth package. In the Black Fog Camp, because of the suppression of power from the entire world, they couldn't even compare the element fluctuations of the two items, but by the campfire, they could discover that the whispering elements of the cheaper broken sword were actually stronger than that conch.

Ers didn't immediately go to Mikaela High Furnace City on the south bank of Green Lake to find the believers of the Goddess of Love, but first went to the Kingfisher Tailor Shop on Royal Post Street to find Mrs. Natalie.

After preparing lunch for Little Mia, Ers went to Green Lake City from the basement. Although he had already let the innkeepers know his identity, Ers still chose to leave the hotel from the kitchen back door.

Luweiya came in a hurry and left in a hurry. As for Little Mia who was sticking to Ers, when Ers asked if she wanted to go out with him, the cat also ran far away. She looked at Tian Xia with some excitement:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Watson. Seeing Tian Xia a few days ago, your relationship seems to be getting better. Look, I introduced you to answer questions about Green Lake Central Island and the Edwards family, it was indeed correct, right?"

He walked backward toward the white fog he came from:

"It doesn't matter, we can continue to try. To tell the truth, if we could see him so easily, I wouldn't be prepared. Even in stories, achieving miracles requires multiple tests. It's impossible for us to find people who haven't returned home so easily. I have patience, we can continue to try until I can't walk anymore."

Ers' first reaction was that he definitely hadn't heard that name, then looked around nervously. The witch Miss Xi Tian Xia's attention was on that conch.

"If every time we need help, it could be like the end of the Battle of Pantanal, with Witch Emperors appearing, then you wouldn't have to be so hard later."

"I want to go there."

In this way, the person who talked to Ers just now was indeed Luweiya at this time point. 【Missing Conch】 had a bad "signal" in the chaotic place of time and space, but it actually connected to the person Ers missed.

When he went out, the garbage girl John in the back alley also happened to want to take her big dog "out." Both sides greeted each other, and then walked in different directions.

"It's me."

"But just now I took such a big risk..."

"Wait a moment, what do you mean? You can leave that place? In short, I am here to help you this time, please believe this point. Besides..."

"You have rested well, right? No, please don't go to the camp alone, that's very dangerous."

But before she could take action, she saw Ers stand up. (Little Mia is running......)

"No, I want to ask about two relics. Oh, there is also a strange coin, but that coin isn't a relic. I don't know the functions of the three items."

"Richard Knight Jackman." "Good afternoon, Mrs. Natalie."

While speaking, his voice disappeared completely in the white fog. The witch took the risk of holding a torch and walked over to take a few looks, but didn't discover the figure of that strange man.

He pointed to the direction he came from:

Miss Xi Mei Gen also knew that Mrs. Mai Jin Si's words made sense, and looked at that broken sword again, probably thinking of trying it next.

Ers nodded with a smile:

The witch temporarily couldn't think of how to use a broken sword to call a soul, so she reached out and picked up the conch, and joked to Ers:

"I will find a way to look up the specific functions of that conch and that broken sword. It's best not to act at will while I'm away, I promise I will come back."

"I know this kind of relic, we also have it in this era. But this thing isn't easy to get, I'll think of a way, maybe I can communicate with different times again."

"What exactly is he? Oh, Ers, just now..."

"Madam, please try to call your lover's name to the conch. If you feel any discomfort, please throw the conch to me immediately."

Since she was already here, Luweiya listened to Ers tell about the experience of the short twenty minutes just now. She had no interest in that market and Ers' companions this time, but had great interest in 【Missing Conch】:

When sitting down by the campfire again, she muttered softly, but Mrs. Mai Jin Si wasn't worried at all; she looked at the firelight in front of her with bright eyes:

The witch reminded kindly, but Ers shook his head:

Mrs. Mai Jin Si breathed a few times to calm her excited and sad emotions, then said in a very stable and clear voice:

So for safety, the witch took back the conch from Mrs. Mai Jin Si, and then sat down unhappily.

"That's not easy to explain, probably... I have to leave for a while, and I can come back soon."

The silver-haired old woman also comforted her; there was no disappointed emotion on her wrinkled face:

The old man, whose mental state was still not good, then gathered her spirit and took the conch.

"Perhaps he really is a person sent by the gods to help us."