Although she said this, Miss Higgins vaguely felt that the man before her would definitely not follow them away. She couldn't explain the source of this inspiration, only feeling that this person was completely incompatible with them, with this place, and even with this world, like a foreigner entering their dream.
"Will it be this simple?"
Shard thought skeptically, but this time there was no time, all problems could only be solved next time.
Having wasted too much time in the Black Mist Camp, his adventure this time was left with only three minutes. While the witch rested to recover stamina, he sat by the campfire and asked the boy who was stealthily wiping a dagger:
"Can you tell me about your purpose here? The lady over there said your country was destroyed, so you want to reverse this event?"
The boy carefully hid the dagger back into his waist, glanced at the witch across the campfire, and nodded slightly, lowering his voice:
