Following Think's guidance, Su'er subconsciously raised his arm. He saw a gem on his sleeve that was emitting a green light, which meant that everything was normal at the moment.
"Eh? Did you shield his body from my influence?", Jibril also leaned over curiously and looked at the gem. She took off a spherical object from her waist and said.
"This is an exclusive Jibril product! A portable recovery room! With this, you can go to any place you want!", Jibril held up the transparent sphere as if she were showing off a treasure and said smugly.
It seemed that this was the reason why her sister was willing to let her out?
Su'er guessed so.
But compared to this technique of miniaturizing the originally huge recovery room, Su'er felt that Think was even more amazing. She could adjust Su'er's equipment and shield him from that strange feeling after only seeing it for a short time.
"Heh", as expected, this Elf was sneering again.
Think always looked down on the Flügel intelligence - uh, it seemed she looked down on everyone.
"Ha, in the end, isn't it just because this weed refused to wait longer?", Jibril was still going at it with Think. She put the spherical object back on her waist and said with a sneer.
"What are you talking about? Mr. Monkey's matter is something that cannot be delayed, you know?", Think slightly narrowed her eyes and said a lie without hesitation.
This woman had originally planned to slip away with Su'er while the pink-haired Flügel was returning to Avant Heim, but she was caught red-handed by the prepared Flügel.
'Ah, ah, it's starting again...'
Looking at the two, uh, ladies next to him, who were bickering out of habit, Su'er couldn't help but complain internally with squinted eyes.
Or was this the price of safe and worry-free travel?
Usually, he could sneak away at a time like this.
"Well, cough, let's go, let's go. It's getting late", Su'er quickly raised his voice and coughed a few times, urging them, "Let's go take a look at the old settlement first. Let's go, let's go."
He had to get in the car immediately!
Although he said 'car', Su'er still felt it was better to call it a small flying ship.
Even though it was somewhat based on the appearance of the sports cars in Su'er's memory for the sake of novelty, it was essentially something that flew in the sky. The fact that it didn't have wings was already the result of Su'er's strong request.
But even so, the edges and corners of this... flying car were still covered with vines and flowers. They were real flowers. If Su'er were to pluck one with his hand, he could. And then, an identical flower would quickly grow back in the same spot.
It was undoubtedly a masterpiece by Think. At first, it was only designed to have two seats. According to Think's original words, didn't the Flügel have wings? Then they could just fly next to it.
Such a statement naturally drew a strong protest (physical) from Jibril. After a series of arguments (physical) and sacrifices, the final compromised product was the flying car number two in front of them.
Flying car number one had already disappeared in the argument (physical).
The two rows of seats eliminated the potential danger. Su'er had specifically named the flying car number two - The Great Escape.
In short, he was very tired.
He no longer had to struggle to trek on the ground. Su'er felt that it only took a few hours to reach the settlement where he had lived for several years, and the powerful security also made him no longer have to worry about other races that liked to inexplicably start wars and roam on the main road.
If Think couldn't win, there was Jibril. And if Jibril couldn't win, she could call for backup. As a race that was good at spatial manipulation, as long as Jibril wanted to, it would be no problem at all to summon a few of her sisters to help in an instant.
It's just that Su'er always felt that this Flügel would rather fight to the death than call for backup.
Standing at the entrance of the secluded path that led to the inside of the mountain, which he had walked countless times, Su'er felt a bit complicated.
Yes, the old settlement.
This place had been abandoned by Riku.
This was the information that the Elf sent by Think had reported. To be honest, Su'er almost had a cardiac arrest when he first heard this news, but he was relieved after he was told that there were no signs of an attack inside.
Riku had voluntarily chosen to move... Was it because of the message I left in the end?
Su'er could only guess this. The potential crisis from the beast made Riku unable to tolerate the uneasiness of putting their safety on the enemy's mood.
With the light created by magic, Su'er saw that the ore in the iron frame hidden in the cracks of the door was already covered in dust, which meant that no one had been here for a long time.
His mood was inexplicably complicated. Even though the light created by Think's magic was enough to see things, Su'er still took out a piece of ore from the iron frame, stuck it on a wooden stick, and immersed it in the gurgling underground river next to him.
Under the soaking of the water, the originally translucent ore gradually flickered, emitting a warm orange-yellow light, which looked exceptionally persistent in the white light of the magic.
"It's really cramped", Jibril's toes were only a few centimeters away from the ground. She looked around and said with a sigh.
"...It's still very spacious inside. Let's go in first", Su'er explained simply. He raised the torch and walked into the depths of this path that he had walked countless times.
Perhaps sensing Su'er's mood, no one spoke during this somewhat long walk until they reached the end.
The wooden door that was used to block the occasional beasts that wandered in was half-open, and the spike traps were also pushed aside. In the gap in the middle, Su'er also saw white cobwebs.
He tore away the cobwebs, and in the rising dust, the three of them walked in and came to the hall of the settlement.
In the past, when they had nothing to do, the people who were afraid of loneliness would come to this square-like place to chat or do something. The light from the ore illuminated this place day and night, but at this moment, it was empty. All that was left was emptiness.
Su'er saw the huge stone pillar in the center of the hall and the pool at the bottom of the pillar, but the beautiful stones that were hanging on the ropes around the pillar were gone.
Those stones that represented the lives that were sacrificed for the people in the settlement, the only remaining proof of those most respectable heroes.
'They must have been taken to the new settlement during the move, right?'
Su'er guessed so in his heart. To be honest, this should have been good news that proved that they had not been attacked and chose to migrate. But for some reason, what lingered in his heart at this moment was an endless... loneliness.
Some things can never go back to the way they were.