Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were misty, and the bottle that Sara was carrying was almost empty, but she stuffed it into her mouth as if she didn't notice it, and she was still pouring it with her head up.

A two-finger-wide ribbon was casually knotted at her waist, but the chaotic breeze around the drums lifted her dressing gown, making the scenery looming inside.

Raymond had seen the silk nightgown that had been split all the way from his chest to his lower abdomen before, but Sarah, who was obviously drunk, didn't care at all now, so the whiteness of his chest and the faint arc also caught his eye.

With one hand on his waist and his head tilted to drink the undrinkable liquor, the astrologer Sarah's slender and white neck was beautifully curved, but his posture was extremely bold, but a kind of restlessness rose in Raymond's heart, making his face sink.

Taking two steps forward to the astrologer Sara, Raymond snatched the empty bottle from her mouth and threw it away, glaring at the astrologer Sara who had not yet reacted and roaring. "Who allowed you to come!"

Sarah, the astrologer who was still smiling with her mouth slightly open, shook her body, her eyes blurred as if she had no focus, and she narrowed her eyes slightly to see the person in front of her clearly, and her hand wanted to pat Raymond on the shoulder. "You, you, what are you trying to do when you suddenly run out?"

Raymond, whose face sank, moved his body to the side, but Sara, the astrologer who had no strength to restrain herself, stumbled and fell to the ground screaming, crawling for a long time but still couldn't stand up at all, so she sat there and turned her head and moved at Raymond with her slender and slender fingers, still smirking. "Bad, bad, bad person, let Miss Ben fall, fall on her heels...... Go back, go back, and when you go back, Miss Ben will punish you......"

Obviously, he was already drunk and didn't know the situation, but the image and attitude of the astrologer Sara made Raymond extremely speechless, and after hesitating, he still walked over and picked her up the crook of her leg and sent her back to the beast cart. And explained that the dark elf Frye must watch her carefully, even if she wakes up, she will never go over again.

Scar, who was still sitting on top of the six-legged beast's head and blowing the cold wind, didn't dare to look at the astrologer Sara again, but the dark elf Freya, who took the disheveled astrologer Sara, pouted, and after staring sideways in the direction of the scar, she didn't say a word and got into the car with the astrologer Sara.

Raymond, who turned back to the back of the low hill, tried to take out the various items in the storage ring after setting up a protective talisman array around him.

The inch-tall puppet warrior and the fist-sized piece of alloy were placed on either side of the flank, and in the middle were a variety of objects.

From the materials to the various items, it was impossible to determine what exactly was in the storage ring that caused the frost to appear. It was only in this way that I saw that it was clumsy but it worked, and the inspection began.

After an hourglass session, all of the materials in the storage ring proved to have no connection to the puppet warrior.

After half an hourglass had passed, all the potions and small objects had been confirmed to have no effect on the puppet warrior.

But in the end, when Raymond took out the picture of the girl's stream that he had obtained from the secret vault of the Mirror Realm, a cold aura spread in an instant!

Rapidly dropping ambient temperatures. With everything in front of Raymond being covered by the thin frost, this icy chill lifted Raymond's spirits.

Snow-white frost flowers covered everything in the Talisman Array. An inexplicable aura of energy rippled out. Raymond was stunned for a moment by these three items in front of him, and then he carefully picked up the girl's streamside map, but after removing the frost flowers on the surface, his pupils shrank and he was a little moved.

I saw that the brook drawn in the picture of the girl's stream had begun to freeze, and the girl's expression was still the same when she combed her long hair to the stream, but the girl's reflection in the stream became clearer and clearer.

Raymond staring at this picture of a girl by the stream. He soon noticed the chill gradually escaping from the painting, but after he had infiltrated his spiritual power into it, he determined that the inexplicable chill was generated from the stream that was about to freeze in the painting, and as time passed, this chill became more and more intense, making the palm of his hand holding the painting numb from the cold.

Put this picture of the girl by the stream for the time being. Picking up the puppet warrior and the alloy block, he had been able to restore the two objects to their original appearance by removing the frost that had covered the surface, but as he looked closely, he realized that something was getting more and more wrong.

The puppet warrior, which was originally extremely smooth, had tiny rust spots on the inside of its arms, legs, and other areas that were not easy to detect but had slightly higher walls, as if it had been inexplicably corroded.

The overall weight of the fist-sized alloy block has been inexplicably reduced, and the natural flow lines on the surface have also become extremely dull, although there are no rust stains, but it has obviously undergone inexplicable changes.

"How can there be a connection? How is this possible!" Raymond looked at the three things in front of him in a daze, and it was very difficult for Raymond to understand.

But since there is already a clear appearance, then it can only be accepted.

The puppet warrior made by the alchemist of Nagumodo was not suitable for use as a test item, so after Raymond put it in the other storage rings, he put the alloy next to the girl's stream and began to observe and record it carefully.

The creek that was about to freeze in the picture of the girl's stream quickly diffused with cold, and the fist-sized alloy block did not change significantly in volume after being covered by thin frost, but in Raymond's monitoring, there was a decrease in weight and a decrease in density.

It's just that with the changes that have occurred in this alloy block, the creek in the girl's stream picture has been completely frozen, and has become more and more flat and smoother, and finally when the creek is no longer filled with cold, the stream that winds out of the forest in the picture is like a mirror, not only making the reflection of the girl by the stream extremely clear, but even Raymond's own reflection can be clearly seen by himself.

The picture of the girl's stream, which is only the size of a palm, has undergone such a strange change in front of his eyes, especially the stream in the picture that has frozen into a mirror, which makes Raymond feel uneasy.

It's just that this picture of the girl's stream, like an extremely cold ice block, seems to have absorbed enough energy from the alloy block, and no more changes have occurred since then.

After waiting for a long time and still not seeing any new changes, Raymond checked the alloy block.

The flow streaks on the surface of the fist-sized alloy block have completely disappeared, and the overall weight has been reduced by three percent.

In a microscopic examination of the inside of the alloy block, Raymond found that its density had decreased overall, but the faint energy wrapped in the outer shell of the alloy block had not changed, as if its physical properties had changed slightly due to the existence of this girl's streamside diagram.

The fist-sized alloy block and this girl's streamside map were placed together, and Raymond, who continued to wait in this protective talisman array, was completely sure that the alloy block and the girl's streamside map were no longer changing after a short half a day, so he put the alloy block into the storage ring and picked up the girl's streamside map again for inspection.

In the mirror-like stream, there is the reflection of the long-haired girl and Raymond himself, although the blurred forest at the edge of the picture has not changed, but in Raymond's feeling, these trees seem to have come to life, and under his careful listening, he can vaguely hear the rustling sound of the leaves being blown by the breeze, and even in the forest there is an inexplicable and subtle sound, as if it is the chirping of insects in the silent forest.

The appearance of such a sound made Raymond's expression confused. "Alive? How is this possible!"

Faced with the palm-sized, beautifully framed picture of the girl's streamside in front of him, Raymond, who was constantly changing the way he sensed it, finally found that no matter how he checked it, it was just a painting...... (To be continued......)