My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

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I can't help but wonder if this is still reality.

It took him a long time to recover from his euphoric state.

While feeling incredibly happy, Oliver couldn't help but feel a slight pang of regret.

Weiss wasn't even there just now.

They didn't see their own brilliant and unparalleled performance.

Although Weiss was only a level 9 wind addict.

Even Oliver himself didn't know why he so desperately wanted his approval.

Could it be that...

Is it the psychological shadow and lingering resentment from failing and falling silent in front of him twice in a row?

Thinking of this, Oliver clenched his fists secretly.

If possible, he hoped to encounter some more formidable enemies on his journey.

In that case, there would be a chance to face Weiss—

He's shown his divine power in front of everyone!!!

Meanwhile, Elune, who had been eavesdropping on people's thoughts through her lunar powers, fell silent.

......

It seems I've reached the end of the exotic zone.

If it weren't for the fact that he could also read Weiss's thoughts at the same time.

After Oliver's selective interpretation of her thoughts, she might actually start to think in that direction and suspect that Wess has some kind of bad habit.

It has to be said that Oliver's idea was quite rosy.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

During the next two days of their journey, they did not encounter any more Feathered Ones.

The journey was safe and uneventful.

They were getting close to the border defense camp.

Oliver couldn't help but feel disheartened.

His dream of performing miracles in front of others has probably been completely dashed.

If Weiss knew what he was thinking at that moment, he would definitely be able to empathize.

This is like when you first enter university and go through military training, you finally buy a long sword and plan to show it off in the rain, but it just doesn't rain.

They lost the chance to practice swordsmanship in the rain and shout "How wonderful!"

This sense of loss is something those who understand will understand.

A short while later.

As they got closer to the camp, Weiss suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

His constant awareness of the wind field covered an area of several kilometers around, and amidst the layers of air current fluctuations, he vaguely detected a few wisps of extraordinary energy.

Those with feathers gathered in the shadows.

There are more than one or two.

Some of the Feathered Ones seem to have temporarily joined forces and are quietly lying in wait in the mountainous area surrounding the camp.

However, there were also many night patrol members stationed at the entrance of the camp.

It was probably because of the existence of this defensive force that the Feathered Ones did not choose to attack the border residents who came to seek refuge, but instead secretly gathered their numbers and troops, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The carriage slowly approached the camp entrance.

A tall man dressed in a military uniform resembling that of the Night Patrol Headquarters stood guard at the forefront.

His long, black hair was disheveled and hung loosely around his waist, looking like it hadn't been styled in a long time, giving him an untamed and unkempt aura.

Seeing that the night patrol team was escorting the convoy, he simply glanced at the markings on the convoy and waved them off without hesitation.

Just as I brushed past this man with the loose hair—

Weiss poked his head out of the carriage and asked casually.

"Brother, have any Feathered Ones attacked this place these past few days?"

Upon hearing this, the man with the loose hair was slightly taken aback.

Then he suddenly looked up and burst into laughter.

"How could that be? Of course not!"

"With me, the Night Patrol Lion, guarding this place, which Feathered Warrior would dare to attack the camp? Are they tired of living...?"

"A few ants did linger around here before, but upon seeing me, they immediately knelt and ran away!" 688

Hahahaha!

Wei Xiao: Hahahahahahahahaha!!!

The man with the loose hair kept talking about 469, and then he couldn't stop laughing.

At the same time, Wei Xiao was also amused by the other party.

That incredibly arrogant and unrestrained laughter, coupled with Wei Xiao's sudden, ear-piercingly loud voice, gave Weiss a headache for a moment.

Night-Patrolling Lion...

Although I've never heard of this title, judging from the fluctuations in his aura, he is undoubtedly a 7th-tier transcendent being.

They seem to have considerable strength.

but--

It was unclear how many days this person hadn't washed their hair, but their entire body reeked of an unpleasant odor, an unusually strong and foul smell.

Weiss almost couldn't resist politely asking how often the other person washed their hair.

But after thinking about it, I decided against it.

It might be overly polite.

Seeing that Weiss was still hesitant to speak, Aunt Bai gently tugged at his ear, urging him to quickly pull his head back.

"Alright, Weiss, hurry up and close the curtains."

"Ellene, that vegetable-like person, will almost be woken up by the fumes in a moment..."

Since Aunt Bai has spoken...

Weiss quickly pulled his head back.

Afterwards, as the carriage slowly drove into the camp, even though they were hundreds of meters apart, they could still hear the man laughing incessantly.

It seems a new possessed deity has emerged who can sit at the same table as Wei Xiao...

After forcibly silencing Wei Xiao, Wei Si slowly surveyed the scene in the camp.

The camp's internal infrastructure is fairly complete.

Although it was a temporary outpost, it had all the basic facilities, including tents, water, and supplies.

There are quite a few refugees, but not many.

Many people are saying that the camp is indeed quite crowded, with tents packed together and people having to squeeze through the aisles.

But in reality, the number is far from what should have been the number of border refugees.

At this moment, as the Selenis family's convoy slowly came to a stop, many people turned their gazes toward them.

Noticing that a large group of Moonlit City Night Patrol members had surrounded them, many of the Night Patrol members who had fled there earlier came over to chat with them.

Some were from Shattered Star City, while others were members of the Night Patrol branch from neighboring towns.

It seems that Adele of the Selenes family is indeed a very famous squad leader in the Black World region.

Even if she herself is not present, the name of the Selenes family alone is enough to attract a lot of attention.

I watched as several night patrol members chatted and exchanged pleasantries outside.

Weiss and Aunt Bai also discussed the next steps in the carriage.

After arriving at this camp, they were temporarily safe.

Thanks to the park's advance preparations, there was no shortage of supplies.

However, it would be a good opportunity to let the maids and guards take a bath in line.

After all, it would still take about half a month to get to the capital.

If we continue on our journey without washing, by the time we're halfway there, the smell on everyone will probably be even more spectacular than that night-patrolling lion we just saw.

What's more, they have to wait here for Adele to join them.

Waiting in place for a few days is not out of the question.

So, after making the decision, Weiss asked Sebastian to make the arrangements.

Upon hearing the news that they could finally take a bath, the maids in the carriages behind cheered with joy.

The atmosphere was joyful.

......

As night gradually fell.

The Serenes family's convoy chose to park in a relatively open area of the camp.

The maids were finally able to start cooking. After carefully processing the ingredients, the long-awaited aroma of food filled the camp.

For once, everyone was free from the tasteless dry rations and jerky they used to eat.

After a hot meal, everyone's spirits visibly recovered.

After the meal.

Most of the maids and guards, weary from their journey, went to bed early.

Only Weiss and Mona remained by the campfire, sipping tea in a daze.

Aunt Bai, meanwhile, was guarding Elune inside the carriage.

Just then.

Oliver strolled over slowly as well.

He first sat down on the stool next to Mona as if nothing had happened, his gaze lingering on the campfire for a moment, as if he had something to say, but he hesitated to speak.

I struggled with this decision for a long time.

He finally cleared his throat.

"Weis"

"how?"

“Actually… just a short while ago.” Oliver’s tone suddenly became serious.

"I have grasped the ultimate secrets of the climate master."

Weiss remained unfazed upon hearing this.

He knew, of course, that Oliver wanted to boast about the move he had recently used to instantly kill the bird-woman.

I don't know why this guy insisted on telling me this...

Weiss was somewhat puzzled, 18700775688633

I just took a sip of black tea.

Then Oliver suddenly said something with immense pride.