"When it comes to this, this is how our studio was built." The uncle turned his head and said to Ling Yu, "It's really an interesting studio, boy, you..."

Fan Li still did not give up persuasion, but Ling Yu always found it a bit strange to describe the witch hunter studio as "interesting".

But he had no chance to continue. The door of the room was pushed open again, and this time he came in a young man in a combat uniform, one of the guards of the Travelers Caravan's trip.

"Mr. Dyke has ordered his departure. It should be dawn when he arrives outside the city, so please follow us too." The guard said politely. Judging from his age, he should be trained as an intern. The unique arrogance of the young man and the pride of being in a top studio made him inadvertently show his disdain for everyone in the room.

Although this young guard thought he had hidden his emotions well, almost all the old fry present were old people, so how could he not tell what he was thinking? Although he was unhappy, no one showed it - young people, especially rookies from large studios, basically have this kind of virtue. When you really encounter a battle, you can see if you can still be so proud!

Although these newcomers from large studios have undergone complete and rigorous training and have fought against the captured demons in the arena, it is completely different to actually encounter battles in the wild. In actual combat, these adventurers have seen many times such as mistakes and even deaths due to panic!

The wilderness of this era is not a joke, a rookie!

Adventurers also have the pride of adventurers. Everyone stood up silently and quickly to sort out their equipment. In an instant, a rebellious aura like a desperate person spread throughout the room. No matter what the situation was, as long as they stepped out of the city's guardian area and entered the wilderness, they would be prepared to go there forever.

Feeling the sudden change in the atmosphere in the room, the young guard couldn't help but take a small step back. Then he left here with a confused look.

"Let's go! Finally set off!" Uncle Fan Li cheered with high emotion and carried his skin. "I've been out for a long time this time, and I'm really homesick!"

Ling Yu hurriedly walked out and couldn't help but yawn - usually this is the time for him to sleep well every day.

Fortunately, except for the people exploring the road patrol, everyone else can sit in the car during the journey, and there is enough time to make up for the sleep. So there is no need to worry about the sleepiness at this moment.

Before this, the streets with limited space in the city could not allow outdoor walking vehicles to spread, so they could only follow the convoy to walk for a while with their legs.

It was dark before dawn, and the city that never sleeped seemed to have entered dormant time, which was the most empty time on the road. The slightly bloated convoy of Travelers Caravans was able to move unimpeded towards the border of Zenouru.

The caravans were moving along the street in an orderly manner, and after the initial solemnity, people relaxed again. Especially the adventurers, they began to chat, and the atmosphere was more harmonious than when they were resting in the room before.

Old Dyke is indeed an experienced team leader. When the team was able to see the city gate, the first ray of morning light of today was revealed on the distant horizon.

Finally he was about to leave the city. Ling Yu sighed in his heart that this was the place where he had lived in this world for the longest time. He thought that such a peaceful life would not continue... but he did not expect to leave in this way.

Although he was sighing, Ling Yu strangely found that he did not feel much sadness or reluctance in his heart. He even had the eager urge to leave here and go to other unfamiliar places. Perhaps he has never been able to regard this place as "home" in the past ten years, right?

Or, Ling Yu turned around and looked at Dawn, I would never find a place where I could sleep like home... in this world!

"Wait, wait for me!" A man's cry suddenly came from behind the team, followed by a rapid and powerful pace. It sounded like the man was running over quickly and heading towards the caravan.

Everyone looked back and saw a blonde man waving his arms toward them. Under the dim street lights before dawn, the short bright golden hair seemed to be glittering and eye-catching.

"Aiolos, you're late again!" Many of the adventurers recognized him.

"You set out in advance!" the blonde man complained loudly, "It's not dawn yet. Fortunately, I saw the caravan upstairs, otherwise you would have been left behind!"

When he heard the man's words, someone immediately joked: "Which lady's boudoir did you live in last night? Did you feel unhappy if you ran out in such a hurry and didn't go back?"

"Hmph! I promised to come back." The man named Aiolos did not deny other people's speculation at all. His romantic temperament is no longer a secret in the adventurer circle.

As he got closer, he could finally see the appearance of the visitor. Even by the most demanding standards, he was definitely a handsome guy. Adventurers who are both males did not even feel jealous.

As expected, Aiolos had just climbed off the bed. He was in a hurry and looked embarrassed, but he was very energetic, with bright eyes, as if the stars shining in the dark.

It was amazing. Within the last ten meters of his rush to the team, he was busy sorting out his clothes. When he arrived in front of everyone, he was completely refreshed. He was neat and luxurious dresses, and the most popular new style nowadays. His hair, which was slightly messy a few seconds ago, became neat and smooth, and seemed to have a layer of hair wax fixed hairstyle. A low-key and luxurious navy cloak was placed behind him. The leather boots on his feet were also a famous brand of Zenouru. He wore an equally luxurious sword on the left side of the belt, which shone as bright as his whole person. In any case, the sword looked more like an ornament than a weapon for fighting.

Without any shame as latecomers, Aiolos smiled heartily: "Mr. Dirk, it's not too late to join your caravan now?"

Old Dyke curled his lips. With his personality, he actually hates this guy the most. Not to mention his personal life, but without the concept of time, it is enough to judge him as failing and sweep out of the guard team - if he is his own subordinate.

However, correspondingly, this romantic man does have the capital to be willful. His combat power is impossible to ignore by Dyke.

"Tsk, you're lucky," Old Dyke looked at him blankly, "We haven't left the city yet... If you're a little later, you can go back and continue to sleep."

Aiolos laughed and said, "This is really great. Thanks to the God of Destiny for his favor!"

After everyone arrived, the group continued to set off. Through the city gate, the guards saw that the caravan was a traveler, so they just checked it roughly and let it go. The focus of the centralized inspection was the adventurers who took the temporary ride, and they didn't even look at the goods on the car.

It is worthy of being a studio that ranks among the glorious twelve heavenly stars, and there are still many privileges and so on.

This is also one of the reasons why adventurers are willing to follow the Traveler Caravan. If they leave the city alone, free adventurers without the Witchhunter Notes will be subject to stricter security review.

At the same time, in an ordinary hotel room in the city, the white-haired young man, the Holy Prophet, raised his head and looked away from the tarot card array on the table, looking at nothingness.
Chapter completed!