"Lord Raymond, over there is the highest mountain in the west of the Cape of Despair, Mount Elka..."

"Lord Raymond, this is the largest granary in the Corner of Despair, the North Lake Plain..."

Reginald, a first-level crystallized wizard with a handsome face and a very soft voice, was riding a horse, leaning his body close to the side window of a luxury carriage, and respectfully introduced the names of the people around him.

Inside the propped-up side window of the carriage, a calm-looking Raymond listened to his introduction and observed everything in his field of vision.

It had been twenty days since he left the lakeside porcelain village. Reginald, who no longer had any hope of finding the whereabouts of the porcelain clan, hurriedly set off for Red Crow Castle at Raymond's request.

Since the elemental tidal storm had just subsided, dead monsters and various birds could often be seen on the roadside a week before departure.

The three-month-long elemental tidal storm devastated the entire Cape of Despair, but this naturally occurring natural disaster was also an opportunity for evolution for the creatures.

Chaotic energy and various emergencies force creatures to suffer blows and at the same time have to increase their physical strength and accept the baptism of this kind of natural disaster. When some species disappear, new life will be born.

form.

After leaving the porcelain village, Raymond passed through desolate hills, lush forests, and rolling mountains, and finally arrived at the vast plain in front of him.

The great plains that have been baptized by the elemental tidal storm are inhabited by humans, orcs and a small number of dwarves.

These races live and farm on the Great Plains. While being ruled by the Red Crow Castle, they also enjoy the security provided by the Red Crow Castle.

The golden wheat fields were approaching the harvest season. After entering the convoy led by Reginald, they were warmly welcomed by the local villages.

The monsters that look ferocious and terrifying are the guardians who provide them with safety for the creatures living on the Great Plains.

"Sir Raymond, after entering here, Shufayou's contact has returned to normal." Reginald, who was following the carriage, noticed that Raymond was a little absent-minded and coughed lightly to explain the key point. "Sir Viala will

A grand welcome ceremony is held for you, I hope you like it..."

He wanted to express his refusal tactfully, but thinking of the friendliness shown by Witch Viala, Raymond finally acquiesced. "Ms. Viala is really too polite."

Feeling that Raymond had lost interest in the conversation, Reginald nodded knowingly and then speeded up, quickly leaving Raymond's carriage and rushing to the front of the convoy.

Raymond reached out to close the side window, and then cast an isolation force field to isolate the inside and outside of the car.

Raymond lowered his head, picked up the wooden box beside him, placed it on the low table in front of him, and then carefully opened the lid of the box.

Anita, a porcelain girl, curled up and lying in a wooden box, turned sideways and used her hands as a pillow, with a rosy face and was sleeping soundly.

There was a hint of helplessness in Raymond's eyes, and he smiled bitterly. "She slept for three days. What happened to her? It seems that it is right to use stubbornness as a synonym for stubbornness..."

Raymond, with red dots flashing in his pupils, turned on the chip detection function and gave instructions to the chip. "Check Anita's status!"

"Task established, start analysis..."

With the appearance of the stereotypical sound of the chip, a large amount of data began to refresh in Raymond's sight.

The porcelain girl Anita found in the basement has realized the first racial talent of the porcelain race, which can make her body grow or shrink at will.

This kind of racial talent that surprised Raymond was a tailor-made ability for Anita, especially after she fused many types of metals, this talent greatly increased her survivability.

It was just the awakening of the talent of the porcelain race that caused the porcelain girl Anita to suffer from drowsiness, which led to her current situation. If she was not woken up, she could sleep peacefully for a week at most.

Raymond was a little distracted as he stared at the porcelain girl Anita, but the sound of the chip woke him up. "The mission is completed, the results are as follows..."

Anita: Inorganic life. Strength 3.6, agility 3.7, constitution 16.0, spirit 4.9, mana 13.8. Genetic information: unknown. Physical condition: healthy.

Facing the conclusion that appeared in his sight, Raymond felt helpless after letting out a long sigh.

The results were similar to the last investigation, but Anita's various attributes were still slowly improving, and her physical fitness was still improving at a shocking rate.

But when the porcelain girl Anita, who does not need to breathe, is sleeping, her life fluctuations almost stagnate, and the energy contained in her body is also in a stagnant state, making her as ordinary as a real porcelain doll.

It's just that the mass of more than 500 kilograms makes her body density reach an incredible level. According to the judgment of the chip, her body will be able to fully withstand pure physical attacks from a Level 2 wizard.

Raymond gently poked the porcelain girl Anita with his fingers. The touch from his fingertips was still extremely hard, but the cold body appeared with the touch of Raymond's fingertips.

The phenomenon of softness and heating is eliminated.

A moment later, as Raymond's fingertips tickled her armpits, a smile appeared on the face of the porcelain girl Anita, and then Anita, who suddenly clamped her arms tightly, shouted. "Oh! Sir!"

Hey, please stop tickling me, it's so itchy..."

The porcelain girl Anita, who was very ticklish, twisted her body, opened her hazy eyes, pouted her little mouth and complained at Raymond. "I just slept for a while, let me

Let me sleep a little longer..."

"Still sleeping!" Anita, a porcelain girl less than ten centimeters tall, was only slightly longer than Raymond's finger, but her complaint made Raymond dumbfounded. "It's been three days, and I'll be red if I continue to sleep.

Crow Castle!"

"You're not fooling me, are you?" Anita, the porcelain girl, moved her body in the wooden box and sat up. Suspicion appeared in her eyes. "I really just fell asleep. How could it be three people?"

Oh my god!"

"It has been three weeks since you left the village. From the beginning to the end, you have not been awake for even one day." Raymond carefully pinched Anita's arm, took her out of the wooden box and placed her on the short floor.

On the table, another cross-examination began. "You must explain the problem of the porcelain village to me clearly today!"

Anita's face immediately turned bitter and she pouted her lips. "Sir, didn't I tell you last time? I will tell you everything when the next elemental tidal storm comes..."

"The next elemental tidal storm will come? Fifty years later?" A faint anger began to accumulate in Raymond's body, but looking at Anita who was still nodding with an innocent expression, Raymond took a deep breath and said:

Then he spoke. "Since you don't want to say it, then I will pass on the guess to Witch Viala and ask her to send someone to check!"

"What's your guess?" Anita, the porcelain girl who repeated Raymond's statement, showed uneasiness on her face, and the suspicion in her eyes became more intense, but she quickly put a smile on her face.

"Oh! Then I want to listen to your guess..."

The protracted ending and forced smile made the cute porcelain girl Anita even cuter, but when Raymond stretched out his fingers, he found that he still couldn't twist her little face with his fingers.

"In less than two days, half of the more than 800 porcelain figures were infants," said Raymond, who looked directly into the eyes of the porcelain girl Anita and spoke slowly, carefully observing everything about her. "So.

These porcelain figures who cannot possibly run far away must be near the village..."

Anita, who was not good at pretending, had a hint of surprise in her eyes when she heard the sound, and the smile on her face became a little stiff.

But Raymond, who suddenly sped up his speech, also revealed his final guess. "It is very difficult to dig the tunnel, but the porcelain people built near the lake do not need to breathe or eat, so the best option is probably

It should be at the bottom of the lake..."

But before Raymond could finish his words, Anita, who immediately climbed into the wooden box, lay down again, closed her eyes and gave her answer. "I'm sleepy, I'll continue to sleep!" (To be continued.
Chapter completed!