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Crisp footsteps sounded.
Walking inside the bright corridor of the underground palace.
Frieren slowly opened her mouth, reminding Fern.
"This path is the safest, Fern..." "Just proceed cautiously while drawing a map of the underground palace."
The safest?
Sense tilted her head.
This is indeed the safest entrance.
It was the same information she had obtained from the Ruins of the King's Tomb advance team of the Continental Magic Association.
But how did Frieren know?
"Okay."
Fern responded without the slightest doubt.
She immediately followed behind Frieren and began drawing the Magic map.
With sharp intuition coupled with the foresight of drawing the map in advance.
Even after passing through numerous labyrinthine forks.
Sense was very certain that the team she was in, the two-person team of Frieren and Fern.
Was indeed continuously delving deeper into the Royal Tomb.
"Don't step on that floor tile."
Frieren's calm voice sounded from the front.
Sense hesitated, looked at the tile she was about to step on, and withdrew her foot.
"That's a mechanism that makes the ceiling fall."
Frieren looked at the well-behaved Sense and nodded gently.
It's good she didn't cause trouble for herself.
As for why Frieren was talking about Sense?
Because Fern had followed her from beginning to end.
Every step, it was like this.
"Sorry."
Sense apologized sheepishly.
After all, her distraction almost caused trouble for the two of them.
But Frieren shook her head and continued to lead the way.
"Mistress Frieren is very familiar with labyrinths."
Fern slightly retreated half a step and started talking to Sense.
"Truly an amazing Mage."
Sense nodded seriously.
Saying this, she imitated Fern's manner.
And followed them, walking the same steps.
Until, at the entrance of an ordinary tomb chamber.
Frieren suddenly stopped her steps.
"What's wrong, Frieren, did you find something?"
Fern nervously raised her staff and became vigilant.
Frieren, however, curled up the corner of her mouth and smiled.
"No, Fern."
"I found something good."
Under the confused gazes of Fern and Sense, Frieren walked into the tomb chamber.
Inside the tomb chamber, aside from a large treasure chest placed there.
There was nothing.
It's undoubtedly a trap, right?
Sense didn't even bother to use the Magic for identifying Mimics.
After all, if one fell for this, wouldn't it be a pure insult to one's intelligence?
"Wait, Mistress Frieren!"
Fern suddenly cried out in surprise and was about to pull Frieren back.
But Frieren smiled and said comforting words.
"Don't worry, Fern..."
"This is something good!"
A sparkle appeared in Frieren's eyes.
"But the identification Magic shows it's a Mimic!"
Fern clenched her small fists, biting her silver teeth.
She said with a helpless tone.
"Fern..."
"The accuracy of that Magic is ninety-nine percent, which means there's still a one percent possibility..."
"Wahhh!"
Suddenly!
Half of her body was swallowed by the Mimic.
"It's so dark!"
"I'm so scared!"
"Fern, save me!"
"So dark!"
"So scary!"
"Fern!"
Frieren, half-eaten by the Mimic, cried out loudly and incessantly inside the Mimic with a tearful voice.
Sense, who was originally watching with a highly expectant expression, instantly got dot eyes.
"Sigh..."
Since things had come to this point.
Fern didn't say more, immediately put away her staff, grabbed Frieren's waist, and began to exert force.
It's just that this time, Mistress Frieren seemed harder to pull out than usual?
Heave-ho—Heave-ho—
Fern, put in more effort!
Fern silently encouraged herself, but Frieren suddenly told her to stop.
"Wait, Fern!"
"I know what's happening!"
Frieren seemed to have adapted to the dark environment and gradually calmed down.
"I must have been swallowed too deep by the Mimic, you should be pushing me in now, not pulling..." "In this situation..." There's such a saying?
Sense's dot eyes appeared even more blank.
And where did this strange knowledge come from?
"Okay, Mistress Frieren, be careful."
"I'm going to push!"
After responding, Fern adjusted her posture behind Frieren.
Started exerting force!
"Ah!"
As expected, the professional method really worked!
The very second after Fern exerted force, Frieren was entirely spat out by the Mimic!
Frieren also let out a strange cry and then showed a look of being saved.
"Zoltraak."
After destroying the Mimic without the slightest hesitation.
Fern walked to Frieren's side and helplessly took out a handkerchief to wipe the Mimic's saliva off Frieren.
"I told you it was a Mimic."
While muttering, Fern gently patted Frieren's little head.
"It hurts!"
Frieren was a little wronged.
But she still argued unwillingly.
"But it's that one percent possibility that led to many great discoveries in history, Fern."
"Many great Mages achieved extraordinary feats precisely because of that one percent, Fern."
"Yes, yes, yes~"
Fern helplessly combed Frieren's messy hair.
While continuously agreeing.
Just like an adult coaxing a child.
"Perhaps I followed the wrong person?"
Sense didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.
She covered her eyes with her hair.
Trying to avoid the scene before her.
However, what shocked her even more was yet to come.
Perhaps it was because they had arrived at a specific location.
Frieren's talent for "treasure hunting" seemed to have awakened!
Several layers of the underground palace that could have been quickly traversed were significantly delayed due to her treasure hunting attribute!
And at this moment, Frieren was gazing at another pile of collected "treasures..." her eyes shining as she researched their uses.
"Sigh..."
Sense sighed.
"It's quite confusing, isn't it?"
Fern looked at Sense with a wry smile.
"Mm..."
Sense didn't hide it and nodded affirmatively.
"But Mistress Frieren is just like this."
"She really likes labyrinths, and she really likes collecting these treasures."
Fern sat to the side.
Resting her chin on her hand.
Smiling as she watched Frieren, who looked as happy as if she had discovered a treasure.
"This is one of Mistress Frieren's few hobbies."
"What about you, Fern?"
Sense looked at Fern curiously.
"I don't see passion for Magic in you..."
"But your Magic skills are so superb..."
"Me?"
Fern was stunned for a moment, seeing Sense nod affirmatively.
Only then did Fern look at Frieren and smile knowingly.
She said.
"Before, I practiced to repay someone's kindness..."
"Wanting him to know I could stand on my own so he could leave without worry..." "
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