My Magical Card Tavern

Chapter 82 The Little Things in the Safe Zone

Something happened at the camp?

As soon as doubt arose, Giannae dismissed the possibility.

If a force capable of preventing the camp from even sending out a distress signal has taken action, then the servants responsible for the perimeter should be of considerable strength.

The camp not only housed Mavis and his Arctic Rock Rhinoceros, but also the Adventurers' Guild's own elite combat troops.

If anyone could kill them with a single slap, Ginell figured that slap would have already killed him too.

The frontline camp has already been set up at the entrance of the Dark Forest. Isn't the meaning of this obvious?

Who would be crazy enough to hunt in the Dark Forest at this time?

What, aren't you afraid of the Adventurers' Guild? Aren't you afraid of the Iron Fist of the Northern Union either?

Ginnell frowned and contacted the old man the moment he stepped into the camp.

"Old man, has anything unusual happened in the underground city?"

"For example, a bunch of burly, vicious-looking creatures are hunting down some kind of animal, or a skinny, pale-faced nobleman is grinning and saying that so-and-so can't escape his grasp."

No one answered.

"An old man?"

"Old man!"

Ginnell decisively took a step forward, took out a card box and amplified his movement speed with several spells. He then shot out in a straight blue line on the flat ground and sprinted towards the safe zone.

The enforcer unleashed his full power, mowing down everything in his path, whether it was skeletons or insectoids. To Ginell, the only difference was the subtle variations in the sound when he smashed them.

The old man didn't even reply, which is already a very serious problem at this stage.

As the safe zone came into view, Gianna's gaze sharpened, and she noticed the difference.

The area has shrunk considerably.

It's like a 300-pound fat guy going through a weight loss training camp and then coming out; the visual impact is very obvious.

There was definitely something wrong; those people were probably after the old man!

Maloren's man?

Stepping into the safe zone, the sweltering heat of blood dried the dampness off Gianna's body, as if bringing a vibrant current to the still and windless place.

Before Ginell could contact Silver Star again, he discovered a small figure lying in the safe zone.

people?

His body was covered in old and new wounds, and he looked thin and frail. The thing he was wearing, which could be called clothes, looked like a tattered rag.

Combined with the other person's slender figure, lying on the ground, it gave the impression of a crocodile's head.

A withered tree devoid of any sense of life.

Ginnell grasped the enforcer with one hand, while the other hand glowed with holy light that slowly poured into the small figure.

With one hand on defense, the other can be used as an identification spell with Holy Light.

Even if you can fool the monsters in the safe zone, you can hardly fool the power of the Holy Light.

If it weren't a demon, the power of holy light could make things a little easier for the opponent.

Old wounds may not heal, but new wounds can.

Holy light enveloped the little thing and disappeared at an extremely fast speed, as if it had been wiped out into thin air.

Ginnell's eye twitched.

It feels so familiar.

This is how fast his Holy Light was consumed when Lady Eve was spinning him around.

It wasn't even as fast as it is now!

This proves that the little thing is not a monster in disguise, but it also proves that the other party's condition is somewhat unbearable.

If I had known this would happen, I should have brought another bottle of natural potion with me before leaving the Church of Holy Light.

"A tiny, unidentified creature, a shrinking safe zone, an old man with his microphone muted."

Genele laughed without any emotion.

"Hahaha."

"The situation is quite clear."

Ginnar held the withered tree on the ground, or rather, the thin, dry little thing in his arms, and the power of holy light continued to heal the wounds on its body.

Ginnell's expression was subtle, and the hand holding the little thing couldn't help but move up and down slightly.

Very well, now he knows why that person wanted to execute those damned grain speculators immediately.

I command the block!

Thin, but not the kind where the skin is just skin and bones, making it uncomfortable to hold.

Instead, it has a strange softness, as if the other person's bones have skipped the stage of being as brittle as glass and are now like ice blocks in the sunlight, ready to melt at any moment.

The good news is that there are no potions, but there's plenty of holy light.

Ginnell put the small item down again, and the law enforcement officer simply stood next to it.

"The Holy Light will heal you."

With his eyes closed and palms clasped, Ginnell, in a state of intense prayer, drew forth a surge of holy light.

The golden hope that gathered together slowly lifted the small thing, forming a sphere like amber.

Holy Light Spell, Golden Cradle.

Powerful treatments and rapid life-saving measures are considered essential lessons for believers of Holy Light.

This spell has no levels, or rather, it is a spell that can be upgraded. The Golden Cradle used by Holy Light believers of different star levels will be different.

Ginnell can now easily wrap small things in the Golden Cradle, while high-star Holy Light professionals can use the same skill to wrap giants, with better recovery and survivability.

The least problematic aspect of this spell is that, until the Golden Cradle's effect ends, unless the caster prays and guides the cradle like a balloon, it will remain stationary.

The shrinking safe zone made Gianna feel unsafe, but going out while still in a prayerful posture would be even more dangerous.

Ginnell glanced at the little creature whose breathing had stabilized and breathed a sigh of relief.

Good news, the little thing doesn't seem to be a representative of any deity, or a fallen divine offspring, so the Golden Cradle's treatment process can be completed quickly.

Cards flew out of the card box and transformed into expressionless servants guarding the surroundings, filling the entire safe zone to capacity.

After a long while, a slight tremor suddenly appeared in the golden cradle, and Ginnell finally heard Silver Star's voice.

"By the stars above! Little Ginnell, you've finally arrived."

"I know you're in a prayer state, so I'll just tell you what happened directly."

"Someone has somehow drained my power and corrupted the few remaining starlight, which is why you can see that the safe zone has become much smaller."

Silver Star rambled on for a long time, but in summary, someone had plotted against him. If it weren't for Luke's power supporting the safe zone, some kind of pollution that tried to influence Luke would have been killed instead.

If Luke hadn't been so helpful, the safe zone might have been even smaller than before.

"but!"

Silver Star's voice suddenly became smug.

"By the stars above, those damned things have paid a price they never expected!"

"Little Ginnell, I can sense the presence of another life in the safe zone, and that is the treasure that the other party lost."

"We must protect this little life that escaped; those who attacked me will definitely want to find him!"

After a moment's thought, Genele immediately understood what those mysterious people at the entrance to the underground city were there for.

They weren't clearing the area; they were blocked by the front-line camp and were trying to sneak in!