"You don't have to be so polite. You can just call me Frelia." He said with a smile.
"That's impossible. Only Big Brother Sean dares to call him that... But if you want to find Big Brother Sean, you won't be able to find him even in the palace now."
Frelia said with a frown.
When I came from the palace, I was worried about having nowhere to go. However, I heard about the factory on the street, so I came here. I didn't expect to find this little guy, the mechanical adjuster who was with Sean at the time.
"Brother Sean, you left on a flying dragon some time ago!"
"Left?"
"Well, they said they wanted to go south and fight the pirates in the southern sea. It is said that the pirates were behind the robbers who robbed the tribute, so the Sun King decided to send troops to fight the pirates!" Claude said.
Frelia also remembered what the soldiers said at the palace gate. Commander Melsusa led the troops out. Could it be that he was also heading south?
"When did you leave?"
"Just now, if Sister Iguil had come earlier, she might have been able to see that Brother Sean had been asking me to help him design a special blade. He was supposed to set off with the dragon cavalry yesterday, but he left today." This was the only reason Claude knew.
"Isn't he walking alone now?"
Frelia asked hurriedly.
"Not really... Big Brother Sean has always been accompanied by his witch guard, a person with branch-like arms. However, this time there is also a witch with silver hair whom I have never seen before."
Silver hair?
There are also arms that look like branches.
Claude's adjectives made Frelia unable to react for a moment to what kind of person he was. It sounded like a witch with special bloodline.
"Do you have a flying dragon here?"
"Yes, there is, but that one is for delivery, and it doesn't seem very clean!"
"It doesn't matter, as long as you have it." Frelia did not suggest that the pterosaur should take a bath or something.
Mount your mount and fly directly towards the south.
Only Claude, Yorke and a group of other workers who were just sitting there watching the show were left in the factory.
"Brother Claude, could that witch be..."
"Shh! Don't say bad things about the prince behind his back." Looking around, there were a lot of workers.
This kind of topic is not suitable to be discussed here!
"Oh, I see, I see!"
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They had been flying for a whole day, and because they had to deliberately keep a distance from the Melsusa troops in front, Sean did not seem to be in a hurry. He had enough time to pass slowly.
Whenever you feel tired, you can stop and rest for a while...
Speaking of which.
It is really hot in the Adak Desert during the day. The temperature is probably over 30 degrees.
If I didn't have a magic to maintain a constant temperature in my body, I might have walked away shirtless.
But even if the body can be enhanced with magic, the sun's rays overhead still exist.
"How about taking a break?" Sean looked at his mentor next to him and Mi Erke on the other side.
Lucille's expression was normal, but Sean could tell from the [Constant Temperature~] magic blessing on her head that she was also using magic to maintain a comfortable body temperature. As for Mi'er, it seemed that she didn't need to go through so much trouble. Her vine-like skin seemed to be able to absorb light.
If it weren't for the lack of photosynthesis magic display, Sean felt that it would be okay to call the other party a tree man.
"Do you want to rest? It's still early, and the wind will be very strong in the evening... I suggest you take a normal rest in the evening, otherwise you will fall behind the team in front." Lucille said.
It is indeed still early now; it is just too hot at noon.
"Then let's continue on our journey."
Thinking about it, this was probably his first time going on an expedition with Lucille, and Sean had always been very interested in the other party's strength.
What kind of method could deceive my vision at first, making me think that the other party only had the strength of a Level 8 Orderer...but now, the level has not only doubled, but tripled.
He took out the regional map from his waist bag and saw that the place he had been to was not far from the capital.
There are quite a few towns below, but I have never turned on the map shadows in these places.
"Is that a regional map in your hand?" Lucille, who was flying nearby, noticed what Sean was holding.
"Um."
"Pterodactyls have a very good sense of direction and rarely make mistakes. They can fly normally even without using a map."
I don't understand whether Lucille is trying to tell me about the habits of pterosaurs or to remind me to use the map less.
"But I remember you used to like to put maps in your room and look at them. You did that when you were in the small town. You even have a sand table in your study now."
"That's what you're talking about. After all, as a ruler, there aren't many opportunities to be there in person. If I don't use a map or a sand table, it's difficult to accurately grasp the direction." Sean's explanation sounded more reasonable, and Lucille nodded.
"So that's how it is."
"No wonder your sandbox is so good."
"It wasn't me who did it anyway!" Sean said helplessly.
"Since when did you start liking talking to your tutor?
???
Sean had a question mark on his face.
I was just telling the truth, how did it become an argument?
The three of them flew towards the south and it was almost evening when they came out of the capital. Originally, they could choose to live in the city, but according to Lucille's suggestion, it would be better to choose a roadside tavern in the desert.
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