The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 456 Long-tailed Blue-scaled Bird

Greta spent her days meditating and collecting cards in the cave, so there wasn't much else to pay attention to. Moran and the others put the two flying carpets together and moved into the tent to do their own things.

Let Zizi sit outside the tent with fried rice, spicy hot pot, and Nick as guards.

The dead servants don't need rest, but some of them aren't very bright. With Squeak around, everything is foolproof.

This place is near the Black Forest and has been affected by the power of death. Even the grass grows sparse and dry. Moran sits at his desk reading and doesn't even bother to roll up the curtains of the tent in front of him.

Greta was really patient; she managed to save up two thick stacks of food cards before finally deciding to set off.

When Zhizhi called Moran and the others to come out and see, they were still a little incredulous.

"Are you leaving already?" Vasita peered over and saw Greta wrapped in a tattered, weathered black robe, revealing only her mud-covered face, with bulging breasts visible beneath the robe.

Having just come out of the cave, his legs were numb. He squatted down and pulled out all the grass from the fake grass covering the cave entrance. He then used grass rope magic to make grass ropes to widen the original grass net and finally draped the whole thing over his black robe.

It's evening now.

“At first glance, I thought it was some kind of magical beast!” Lilith said.

"Didn't she change into three sets of inferior mage robes? Why isn't she wearing them?" Sylph asked, puzzled.

“Those are just ordinary clothes, and poorly made ones at that. They must be afraid of damaging them!” Lilith said. “She’s in a no-man’s-land now, and nobody expects anyone to be watching her. So her image doesn’t matter.”

"Click~"

Moran turned to Vasita and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Let's take a picture for our embarrassing moment! Hehe!" Vasita said, stroking her chin. "Even though she may never know we exist, it's still good for us to have a memento!"

As he spoke, he floated the camera behind him and stepped into the frame himself: "Come on, let's take a group photo! Once we leave the no-man's-land, we won't have this chance again."

Once they arrived in the human empire, they wouldn't dare to so openly float around on flying carpets.

Invisibility shields are not a panacea.

With the photo taken, Vasida put away her camera with satisfaction.

Greta, crouching on the ground, fumbled for a card and a compass, placing them side by side: "Asking for directions! The capital of the Duchy of Lance!"

The card disappeared, transforming into a bright, fluorescent green magic arrow pointing northeast.

"Is this really a card made from the 'Asking for Directions' spell?" A big question mark appeared above Lilith's head.

“I made some minor modifications,” Moran said. “I added a prominent logo.”

The original purpose of the "direction spell" was to allow the caster to obtain the location of a target in their mind; the more advanced spells could even predict the exact distance and position.

But there are people in this world as ridiculously bad at directions as Greta!
Moran was worried that if the directions were directed east, she would think west, so she added an arrow marker.

However, this arrow icon is not always present.

“You’ve really put a lot of thought into this.” Vasita patted her on the shoulder.

Greta knew about her problem, which is why she placed the compass beside her.

When the arrow disappeared, she had already found the direction the arrow was pointing by looking at the compass dial. "This shouldn't be too far off!" A hoarse voice came from under the black robe with its straw netting.

She hadn't spoken in so long that she felt like she'd forgotten how to speak.

Three {Magic Card - Ask for Directions} were not enough to directly guide her to the capital of the Duchy of Lance.

However, with the help of a compass, getting her out of the no-man's land shouldn't be a problem, and then we can find a way to get to the capital.

Greta, holding the compass, walked in the direction indicated by the {Magic Card - Ask for Directions}.

"It's over. She'll eventually end up in the monster-infested, uninhabited area of ​​Cuixi Plain," Lilith said. "Given her current condition, even with a healing card, she'd have a hard time dealing with the monsters!"

"Should we go and clear out the monsters ahead?" Vasita licked her lips. "I wonder what the wings of the flying monsters in Emerald Plains would taste like roasted!"

"Let's wait a bit longer! But we can arrange for roasted wings," Moran said. "The witch has already uploaded samples of the common flying magical beast materials from Cuixi Plain, and there are corresponding cards."

She wanted to see just how far Greta could go.

Greta, draped in a black robe of grass netting, walked along collecting grass—first withered grass, then green grass—and stuck it all into the grass netting she wore.

She didn't know why she did it; she just instinctively felt it would be safer.

Even though dragging these things made walking much more difficult and severely affected her travel speed, she did not give up.

The darkness of this place made her feel safer than the daytime.

So she set off at night, walking and resting intermittently. When she saw the first hint of dawn in the sky, a serious sense of crisis suddenly arose in her heart. Looking up, she saw two giant blue birds with long tails soaring into the sky in the distance, emitting sharp cries.

Without saying a word, Greta lay down on the ground.

He curled up under the straw net, trying to slow his breathing as much as possible.

Now she finally understands why, when preparing to set off, she felt she should bring a straw net and stick more fresh straw on it along the way.

“It’s a Long-tailed Bluescaled Bird. A high-level magical beast, skilled in water-based magic attacks like ‘Water Chains’ and ‘Water Waves’.” Moran couldn’t help but exclaim, “Greta is so lucky!”

“Is luck even useful now? It’s a high-level magical beast! Greta would be killed in a single encounter! She wouldn’t even have a chance to use her healing cards.” Vasita worriedly said, “With such a flawed grass net, how can she fool a high-level magical beast? She can tell something’s wrong just by smelling it!”

“If it were any other high-level magical beast, she would indeed be in danger. But this is a Long-tailed Bluescaled Bird,” Moran said.

"The long-tailed blue-scaled bird has lived in water for a long time, and the feathers on its wings have degenerated into scales."

They are far more effective at strangling enemies in water than at flying. As for flying, they can't fly very high or very far.

At this distance, as long as she doesn't swagger around too much, the long-tailed blue-scaled bird is unlikely to spot her.

If she had run away just now, things would be dangerous now.

If there are long-tailed blue-scaled birds around, other magical beasts probably won't come near.

That's why I say she's lucky.

"While the blue-scaled bird is resting in the water, she still has a good chance of escaping!"

“This is amazing!” Sylph said. “She doesn’t even know where Green Creek Plain is, let alone what a long-tailed blue-scaled bird is, yet she made the right choice.”