"yes, I've finally woken up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Alfie said meaningfully. He set his eyes on the distant night sky, wondering what was going on with Silent.

Based on his previous experience, Alfie estimated that he had lost at least a year of his life this time. Now he didn't care much about the life he had lost, he couldn't get it back anyway, he was more worried about whether Syrent was out of danger with the divine power of his life transformation?

Alfie quietly used a spell of the Holy Light Ball, and the Holy Light Ball appeared on his fingertips as promised, but it was very faint, and Alfie breathed a sigh of relief, which at least proved that Syrent was still alive.

After listening to Alfie's words, Zambit, who had a ghost in his heart, touched his nose in embarrassment, and laughed dryly, not knowing how to answer, he thought that Alfie was hinting at the disgraceful thing he had just done by taking advantage of the danger of others.

"Just wake up, do you know how much precious time you've wasted Miss Ben?" Rebecca asked preemptively.

"If you think I'm delaying time, you can go first, and I didn't ask you to wait for me?" After experiencing the pain of consuming her life again, Alfie's attitude towards things changed subtly. He could see that he could be killed by that Demon Note at any time, even if he didn't ask for help from the Demon Notes.

This realization made him completely let go, and the original attitude towards Rebecca that was a little submissive because the other party was a beautiful woman was replaced by a businesslike attitude.

In fact, this is not to blame Alfie, who let him always be in the shadow of his brother in his previous life, almost all women's eyes were attracted by his brother, occasionally a girl to say hello to him will make him excited and unable to sleep, for a long time he doesn't know how to live in harmony with women, let alone Rebecca, a beauty who has a bit of a queen's style.

Alfie's answer was neither soft nor hard, which made Rebecca choke, in fact, after she recovered some of her memories, her personality also changed to a certain extent, but the time was still short, and everyone didn't feel obvious.

"Can you come with us on the road now?" Rebecca deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of "we", and quietly pulled Zambit and her into the same trench.

"Then it's up to the great Troll Warrior to be willing to carry me another ride, I won't be able to do it on my own for the time being. Alfie kicked the ball to Zambit indifferently, and he just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get some ground back from Zambit.

"Great troll warriors don't just let people ride on their backs. Zambit pretended to be serious and said, anyway, the waist that was finally straightened in front of Alfie couldn't collapse back so easily.

"I knew it. So if you're in a hurry, you'd better get on your own. Alfie grabbed a piece of dead grass from the ground, put it in her mouth, and lay her head between her hands. He felt that he had to take a good look at the series of events that had happened after the crossing, and it seemed that only the first month was relatively leisurely, and then from the time Bishop Olufi arrived in the small town of Frosacken, one thing after another continued to happen, so that he still did not fully understand the direction in which he would change the network in the future.

Rebecca was depressed by Alfie's rogue appearance, she didn't know if it was because she had changed or Alfie had changed, the seemingly unequal relationship that she had managed to manage before was suddenly broken, and she didn't dare to do anything rashly before she completely figured out Alfie's changed mentality, so as not to deteriorate the relationship between the two again. Speaking of which, Zambit is relatively simple-minded, not as fickle and multi-minded as this bard.

Zambit looked at Rebecca and then at Alfie, and wisely closed his mouth, he knew that these two humans had a lot of fancy intestines, and if he was not careful, he would become cannon fodder for them.

It's a pity that although Zambit wants to stay out of it, Alfie doesn't want to let him go. Although he looked unconscious, he was actually very conscious, and he remembered everything Rebecca and Zambit had done to him. Part of the reason why he was so unkind to Rebecca was because Rebecca unceremoniously lifted his chin just now. This made Alfie, who still had a faint pain in her jaw, very dissatisfied.

"I said Zambit, I have to thank you so much, if you hadn't gagged me in time, I'm afraid I'd have bitten my tongue off. Alfie looked at the sky and said as if he didn't care.

"Hehe, don't dare, don't dare, that's what I should do, we're good partners, good partners!" Zambit began to wail in his heart, he knew Alfie very well, and he understood that Alfi was starting to turn over the accounts.

"So my good partner, good partner, can you show me what you are using to stuff my mouth. It tastes so good, it's unforgettable!" asked Alfie, sitting up from the floor, her eyes fixed on the rag that Zambit had just snuck into the grass.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Zambit was embarrassed, he didn't expect Alfie to notice his little action of trying to "destroy the body" of the rag just after waking up.

"Hehe, what? What the hell is this?" Alfie asked, dangling in front of Zambit's eyes, as she pinched her nose and picked up the rags, holding them with her index finger and thumb, and straightened her arms as far away as she could from her body.

The sour smell of the rags immediately filled the surrounding space, making Rebecca, who was depressed on the side, cover her nose with a frown, Zambit did this really badly, she could probably guess what it was.

"Hehe, this is a treasure of the troll tribe. Zambit rubbed his hands and opened his eyes and said nonsense, but unfortunately his acting skills were really not very good, and his constantly wandering eyes and slightly red face proved that his heart was weak at the moment.

"The treasures of the Troll Tribe, the footwraps of the famous Trolls?" Alfie asked, her face changing and her voice grim. Trolls, who claim to be nimble, never wear shoes or socks, preferring to wrap their feet around with a long strip of cloth, which is said to allow them to maintain their keen touch while walking, so that they can make the most appropriate foot movements.

"Exactly. For the trolls, there is nothing more important than our footcloths. You see I've contributed our most important things, aren't you ......" Zambit said with a stiff neck. He suddenly noticed that Alfie didn't seem to pay attention to what he was saying, but instead stared at the footwrap in his hand, as if he had found something.

"Alfie, what did you find?" Rebecca asked involuntarily as she noticed Alfie's strange appearance.

"It looks like a map is drawn on it. Alfie summoned a ball of holy light uncertainly, ignoring the smell of the footcloth, and leaned in to look at it carefully.

"Map?!By the way, this is a treasure map that the Prophet gave me a chance to find! Zambit snapped his fingers excitedly, this was given to him by the prophet Profit a long time ago, and he was told to give him a chance to dig up the treasures indicated on the treasure map.

This "treasure map" has been missing for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be used as a footwrap by his carelessness. If Alfie hadn't picked it up with a vendetta, Zambit wouldn't even be able to find a place to cry.

"What's on the treasure map?" Rebecca was also interested, and she didn't care about fighting with Alfie, and she covered her nose to look at it.

"There seems to be a castle drawn on it, and the terrain looks like it's in the northern part of the Warcraft Forest?" Alfie unfolded the footwrap treasure map on the ground, uncertain. The treasure map, which had been dirty by Zambit, was stained with a lot of Alfie's blood, the largest of which just dyed the blurred castle blood-red, and it looked indescribably strange under the light of the red and blue moons......