Recognizing Roger's importance, Assoumani didn't dare to use his spirit spells as recklessly as he did just now.

This type of spell tends to have some level of side effects, and it is easy to have some effect on the target when used too many times.

Permanent mental damage is not to be discussed, but it will affect the mental state of the target, which will make the accuracy of the information obtained problematic.

Lehard silently gave Asomani a thumbs up.

The two disciples he brought, a man and a woman, although it is not clear how effective they were, at least they played a great role in other aspects.

In a sense, they were able to finally find an entrance to the world of the story, thanks in large part to his two disciples.

The rest of the journey turned out to be very pleasant, one flattering, the other tentative, and Roger did a good job of disguising himself as a frizzy mountain village boy.

At the same time, it takes advantage of a little bit that is not light, not heavy.

It's just a touch......

Small hands?

At this moment, Roger felt extremely pure, if it was Henrik, hehe, girl, even if you were not pressed to the ground and rubbed, but I am afraid you would have to accept the tireless harassment.

Well, I'm still very responsible.

Roger said to himself.

With Roger, an outsider, everyone's voices were much lower when they talked, and they tried not to reveal too much information in their words.

However, their caution is only relative to ordinary people, and for Roger, similar situations are very similar to those of John and his wife before them.

While chatting with the girl, he secretly eavesdropped on the conversation of the people behind him.

"Huh? It turns out that the last time I got Little Red Riding Hood was lost by this group? ”

"That old white-bearded guy is a druid." Roger had heard of this profession, which was very rare in Bordeaux and Menia.

They originated on the European continent in the first place, so the main places of activity are also around Europe today.

Druids' closeness to nature is rarely found in the modern city of concrete and concrete, and the two main branches of the druids are the study of plants and animals, respectively.

Plants focus on alchemy, while animals focus on cultivating spirits and guiding animals, and the powerful can even transform themselves into powerful monsters in a short period of time.

However, druids are more akin to hermits, less involved in power struggles, and more cooperative with other forces.

Just looking at his appearance, Roger couldn't tell the specific strength of this old man.

The only thing on the team that caught his attention was the man with a resolute face known as Lehard.

It was supposed to be a blood hunter, physically strong, and his mental strength seemed to be extremely good.

By the way, there is also this girl next to me.

She is also the focus of Roger's attention.

The speed of the crowd was not particularly fast, mainly to take care of Roger, and Roger pretended to be obsessed with the girl, deliberately slowing down the speed of travel.

The others looked at it but no one said it, and in their opinion, the more obsessed the young man was with women, the easier it was to control.

Both sides are happy to see it come to fruition, and each has their own thoughts.

Happiness is always short-lived, and just as Roger was about to go any further, they came to a river deep in the woods.

The clear water of the river flows slowly, and although the scenery is pleasant, it does not seem to be too different from the surrounding environment.

"This is it."

"This is where an underground river originates." Roger said, pointing to the end of the river.

There, a majestic mountain blocked the way, and it was evident that the river was gushing out of a crack at the foot of the mountain.

Although there are many trees planted around, the overall height is not too high, and it is still far from the more than ten meters tall mentioned by Assoumani.

Seeing this scene, Assoumani and Lehard discussed in a whisper, and Matt led everyone to search around, while the young man playing with birds not far away looked at Roger with an unkind expression.

"It should be time."

"Based on the revelation information I received, I was almost certain that this was the place we were looking for. ”

He glanced at Lehard, "I think you should know that in many places and at different times may present different scenes. ”

"Now that we've decided on this place, we can wait."

Lehard looked around and nodded, "Let's find a way to bring that young man in together, his family is actually related to legends, maybe it will help a little." ”

Assoumani nodded, "Don't worry, a mountain village kid can handle it with Aveline's charm." ”

"That's good." Lehard nodded.

At a small cost, Aveline seduces Roger with her charms, convincing the latter to stay with them until the night and explore Sleepy Hollow together.

Roger reluctantly agreed.

Time flies, and just as Roger ponders whether to take his next move, night falls and the full moon rises into the sky.

"Look, everyone!"

Just then, there was an exclamation from above, and Matt stood on the top of a hill, pointing in the direction of the river and shouting loudly.

"There are also silver fir trees on the silver sand river beach!"

The boy unleashed the Black Hawk standing on his wrist, and the others ran up to Matt, looking in the direction he had pointed.

In the moonlight, the river beach was covered with a layer of silver powder, and from their angle, the surrounding trees were connected, and the leaves of the trees also reflected the silver light.

From a distance, they look like two gigantic silver fir trees.

"This is it!"

Assomani clapped his hands, "I see, according to the legend of that teenager, the whole valley is wrapped in woods. ”

"It's a magical illusion."

Assomani shouted, "Lehard, I want you to help me sense the land around me, we need to find the right direction." ”

"Aveline and Steve, you guys come here to help, I need to set up a huge magic circle, control the surrounding plants, and lift this special blockade!"

The whole team quickly became busy.

Roger clasped his hands and looked at the busy crowd in front of the river, he nodded slightly, quite a bit of a pointer.

"Well, that's the strength of the team, work hard, hurry up and help me find a way into the valley."

It's a great feeling to have someone to help with the work.

He pondered whether he should join a transcendent organization as well, but after thinking about it, he gave up on the idea.

The story here ends, and everyone is busy, if he finally gets the manuscript in the Sleeping Valley.

Then I'm afraid he'll be blacklisted by the Knights of the Round Table and the Druids right away.

Lehard's inspection of the surrounding land quickly determined an approximate range, and then the three of Assomani drew a huge green circle within the range determined by Lehard.

The three of them formed a regular triangle, standing at the edge of the circle, green energy surged, the three strands of energy were intertwined, and then shot out through the amplification of the circle.

Laugh at!

After the green energy hit the mountain wall, it actually melted a big hole in the solid mountain!

Roger looked closely, only to realize that at the end of the river was not a mountain rock at all, but an obstacle formed by the twisting and solidification of countless vines and branches.

With the influx of energy, the dead branches turned green, the entwined vines retracted, and a passage appeared in front of everyone's eyes.