Maggie searched for the entrance to the folded space, recalling the plot of the comic book in her mind. Before she knew it, it was almost midnight. Her strength was insufficient, and the fluctuations of the entrance would become greater and easier to find at midnight.
Her expression became focused as she searched patiently.
Seeing that Maggie seemed to be thinking, Nesser did not disturb her, but quietly returned to the center of the camp to wait in the carriage.
Although Maggie's behavior was slightly unusual, such as not sleeping at night, neither the nun nor the paladin said much because of her special status, which gave Maggie time to search slowly.
Perkin watched Maggie silently, his dark green vertical pupils exuding an unsettling aura, following Maggie like a shadow.
Suddenly, as if a pebble had been thrown into the center of the lake, ripples began to spread. The ripples spread outward from the center, gradually growing larger and larger. Maggie also suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes bursting with ecstatic joy.
After searching for nearly three hours, we finally found this entrance.
Otherwise, she'll have to find another excuse to keep the team on hold for another day, which will definitely cause resentment among the paladins.
Maggie glanced at Perkin, who was standing quietly beside her, and spoke softly.
"Go to the center of the lake and strike it with magic."
Upon receiving the order, Perkin did not hesitate for a moment. His figure vanished from the spot, and as the shadows of the trees rippled, the shadow of a monster seemed to emerge on the water's surface, rapidly sliding towards the center of the lake.
Maggie knew that Perkin wasn't stupid and must have noticed the fragile crack in that space. She knew that if she used dark magic to strike it hard, she could open the entrance.
Although she possesses a talent for dark magic and can use dark magic, she does not have the same ability as Perkin, who can freely approach the center of the lake.
Besides, Maggie can't swim, otherwise she wouldn't have waited to be swept away by the water when she faced Greta last time, but would have climbed ashore herself.
After a while, water splashed in the center of the lake, and time seemed to stand still. The surrounding space changed in an instant, and Maggie didn't even have time to react before her body was already in the air.
In the blink of an eye, Maggie felt her body plummeting rapidly, and before she knew it, she was in the sky.
His pupils dilated, and the view before his eyes had changed from the beautiful scenery of lakes and forests to a gloomy and terrifying gray sky.
Her body continued to fall, the wind whistling in her ears. She knew very well that falling from this height would be certain death, but in this life-or-death moment, Maggie was calmer than usual, and the barrier she used to cushion her fall quickly opened in the air.
Fortunately, the little ghost taught her instant-cast magic.
Maggie closed her eyes and waited quietly for the moment she fell. Although this wouldn't completely negate the impact, at least she shouldn't die.
To her surprise, the next second she found herself in a cool, stiff embrace.
"?"
Maggie's mind went blank for a moment, and she immediately thought that she had fallen into the body of a monster. But when she opened her eyes, she saw Perkin staring at her face expressionlessly. His snake eyes narrowed dangerously to needle size, then quickly relaxed and enlarged, returning to their normal state.
Their current position was almost like a princess carry. Perkin had one arm around her shoulder and the other around her thighs. Through the thin fabric of her saintly robes, Maggie could even feel his icy body temperature.
Maggie immediately realized that it was Perkin who caught her, preventing her from being seriously injured in the fall.
"Uh, thank you."
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Maggie's face, but she tried her best to hide it and avoid making an embarrassing reaction.
After thanking him, she tried to jump off Perkin, but he showed no sign of letting go. His grip was extremely strong, and Maggie struggled for a long time but couldn't escape his embrace.
"?"
Maggie looked at Perkin with a question mark on her forehead, staring blankly at him with a questioning look in her eyes.
"Danger."
Perkin's expression remained unchanged, his tone calm, and he uttered only two words in a hoarse voice.
"Oh? Then put me down first."
Perhaps because she had just experienced a life-or-death moment, Maggie's nerves were still a little dull, and she inadvertently revealed some of her true inner reactions.
"dirty."
Perkin's words meant a refusal, which made Maggie even more confused.
"What's dirty?"
Maggie was really going crazy. She felt powerless talking to Perkin, as she could get very little useful information from him, and he was unwilling to say more.
"Bone beneath my feet..."
Perkin's features are extremely aggressive, like a sinister and cold-blooded hunter, yet he is taciturn and often appears dull, creating a strange sense of contrast.
Maggie finally understood Perkin's thought process. He probably meant that the ground was full of bones and he didn't want to put his things down there and touch them.
She turned her head slightly, glancing around out of the corner of her eye, and caught sight of the white bone in Perkin's mouth...
No, it should be called a pile of bones.
Because from here to the outermost layer, everything within sight is piles of human bones and skeletons.
Completely different from the army of skeletons among the undead, there are no undead here, nor is there any aura of death; it is just eerily silent.
The entire space felt numb and silent, without a sound, as if it were a deserted place.
It was eerily strange, like a land forsaken by the gods, even more unsettling than a land forsaken by the gods; to be more precise, it was a place forgotten by all living beings.
If Maggie and Perkin hadn't deliberately come in, this place would have remained forgotten for who knows how long.
"It's nothing, just bones. Put me down."
Maggie calmly turned her head away. It wasn't like she hadn't seen it before; she was a woman who had ventured into the cemetery of the dead. These skeletons weren't even considered dead; they were just inanimate objects. There was nothing to be afraid of.
To everyone's surprise, Perkin pursed his lips, stared stubbornly at her face, glanced at her clothes, and then lifted his head to pick her up and walk forward, showing no intention of putting her down.
He seemed ready to explore the space while holding Maggie like this.
"???"
Maggie's mind was filled with question marks. Was Perkin going through a rebellious phase lately? He was so defiant and never listened to her.
Thinking about the word 'rebellious phase', Maggie suddenly fell into deep thought, as if... perhaps... Perkin's rebellious phase is already over at his current age?
His human form seems to be around seventeen or eighteen years old.
However, the possibility of a delayed rebellious phase cannot be ruled out...
Furthermore, Maggie discovered a very troublesome thing: for some reason, neither Little Ghost nor Roy entered this folded space, nor did Nesser.
Only the two of them were brought into this space.
The only person she can contact right now is Perkin.
"This is the tomb of the false god, the black dragon Rielta, and the place where he fell. His body should be nearby. Once you find his weapon, we'll leave."
"Aren't you tired? You can put me down."
Maggie, feeling helpless, didn't choose to directly scold the rebellious child, but instead softened her attitude.
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