"Sir, I can continue tracking."
Although the human shape formed by water droplets merged into the lake in front of us,
this phenomenon does not mean that Costate's spell has ended.
The maid's gaze was fixed on the ripples that had just appeared on the water's surface, her tone steady and calm:
"The spell is continuously capturing this person's trail. As we keep tracking, I'm confident we can find his location."
Ronald nodded in understanding and then asked:
"But Costate, is this guy continuing to escape into the lake, or is he moving along the shoreline?"
The maid answered without any delay:
"Within the current tracking range, he is swimming deeper into the lake."
"In the lake, is it..."
Upon hearing the other party's action, Ronald's gaze turned towards the distant lake.
