The starting point is Magic Knife Thousand Blades, the weapon master among hunters.

In the palace, March was looking through the documents and maps here, although most of them could not be understood, but combined with these subhuman races, she probably understood the situation here.

If I'm not mistaken, this is probably not the continent I lived on before.

This is supposed to be an island in an unknown place, roughly oval in shape, about twenty kilometers in diameter.

To the east, west, and south are misty seas, and it is said that those who go into the mist never return.

To the north, there is a bottomless canyon, and the opposite side of the canyon is also foggy.

These subhuman species, like fowl, are kept in captivity on the island by an unknown being.

According to March's inquiry, these sub-races have never been out at all, but some of them can speak the lingua franca...

"Lady Priestess, there is no news of your companion for the time being, and we suspect that your companion has been captured by those traitors. "

A subhuman maid with a small blue horn on her forehead walked over and interrupted March's thoughts.

"Hmm. March nodded calmly, unconcerned.

She knew Xiao Di's strength, although these people had strange abilities, their combat abilities were not much stronger than ordinary people, and they couldn't threaten them at all.

March guessed that Xiao Di was probably the same as herself, temporarily hiding, and took the opportunity to investigate the information here.

As for Roan... Is there anything to worry about then?

"When are they attacking?" asked March, suddenly.

She asked about the traitors of these subhuman races.

The subhumans in the palace portray the traitors as heinous, but March guesses that this may not be the case.

However, this is just speculation, and the specifics will have to wait until we meet those traitors.

"According to the Great Elder's guess, those traitors will attack again tonight. A hint of joy appeared on the subhuman maid's face, and she hurriedly replied.

She was sent by the Great Elder to the priestess, except because she could speak the lingua franca and better fulfill the priestess's orders.

He was also given the task of looking for an opportunity to pray for the goddess to join the war.

"I see, I'll go over when the time comes. March nodded.

"Yes!".

The subhuman maid excitedly shared the good news with the guards, who conveyed it to the Great Elder.

After doing this, she returned to her original position and looked at the goddess who was thinking with a little admiration.

At noon today, the goddess suddenly appeared in the castle.

At that time, the Great Elder still wanted to catch her, but he didn't expect the goddess's combat power to be extremely strong.

She is only a little girl on the outside, but she can easily subdue dozens of adult warriors.

And most importantly, their clan's ability to manipulate emotions has no effect on the goddess at all!

What she didn't know was that their abilities weren't useless to March.

March stared out the window blankly, remembering the feeling she had had before.

After all kinds of emotions are amplified, the bitterness of Meteor Street, the curiosity of seeking knowledge, the confusion of life, etc....

These side branches, which she never usually pays attention to, all popped up all at once.

It was an experience that the frosty March had never had.

Subsequently, these inexplicable emotions, after blending and converging, all converged into the same figure...

March shook her head, dispelling the strange feeling.

"Have you taken off the horns on your forehead?" she asked, looking at the horns on the maid's forehead

"Yes. The maid was stunned for a moment, quickly removed the necklace around her neck, and carefully handed it to March.

Tied to the necklace is a horn that has been completely removed.

"When we realize that our life is coming to an end, we take our horn off and let it accompany the most important person in our place. "

The maid looked at the necklace with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes: "This is my mother's horn." "

March, who was observing the necklace, paused, dispelling the idea of cutting open and seeing.

She looked closely at the horn in her hand, and no matter how she looked at it, it seemed to be a horn made of keratin, calcium phosphate, and amino acids.

In terms of composition, it is no different from ordinary animal horns.

March tried to inject the mind again, but nothing unusual happened.

"You can use that ability on me again. March said as she returned the necklace to the maid.

Although the maid didn't know what March wanted to do, she obediently used her powers.

As the small blue horn on the maid's forehead emitted a faint light, the strange feeling that had before resurfaced in March's heart, and the figure in the depths of her heart became clearer and clearer.

"That's it. March stopped the maid's abilities.

She looked calm, as if she had not been affected by her emotions in the slightest.

"As a goddess, my abilities don't work against you in the slightest. The maid stopped and looked at March in awe.

March ignored her, and looked out the window again.

I don't know why, but now she suddenly wants to see Luo An.

"Lady God, the traitors have attacked in advance!" the guard shouted anxiously as he suddenly came to the door.

"Exactly. March nodded, followed the guards, and came to the outside of the castle.

Perhaps because there are no foreign enemies, the castle does not have high walls.

After exiting the castle gate, there is a flat field outside.

"Lord Goddess, those damned traitors attacked ahead of time for some reason. The Great Elder said with a solemn face.

March nodded, looking at the so-called rebels.

In front of those rebels, there was also a little girl, who was Xiaodi.

I don't know why, March, who was looking forward to meeting Xiaodi, suddenly felt a little disappointed.

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