When Claude opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the canopy that kept swinging with the breeze, and the spots of light that sprinkled from the gaps of the umbrella woven by the leaves.

"Ah..." The previous memory gradually revived in his chaotic mind: "Because the weather is so great and the wind is very comfortable, I accidentally fell asleep here."

He shook his head, but he was unable to shake off the turbid feeling in his head, so he raised his hand to pat his head so that he could wake up.

However, his hand did not touch his head, but went straight through his head.

He was stunned for a moment and reached his hand in front of him and found that what was presented to him was not a human hand, but a pair of light green hands with a slightly translucent feeling.

"Is it coming again..."

Claude sighed, turned around, and indeed saw ‘self’ where he was just lying.

That was his body.

At this time, Claude's face was still filled with a comfortable expression, his hands were laid behind his head, lying on the soft lawn, looking like he was enjoying himself.

"I lost my body during the last time during the battle. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Franken, maybe my body would have been eaten by those terrified pigs."

Claude slowly lay back in the posture he made of his body. After a while, he opened his eyes again. The feeling of fulfillment in his soul and the heaviness of being grasped by gravity made him realize that he had finally returned to his body.

"The ghost disease is getting worse and worse, so it won't work..." After repeating the movements of clenching his fists several times and then letting go, causing his somewhat stiff body to recover a little, Claude stood up and patted the grass leaves and dust on his body.

Although he left Adrick this time this time to avoid Franken, it was not actually the case.

Perhaps on the eve of Adrick's summer vacation, Claude had overheard the conversation between Seawee and Franken.

From their conversation, he knew how bad his current situation was, and at the same time he understood that Franken didn't mean to hurt him. Instead, he had been trying to help him with treatment, but there was almost no effect.

In addition, he also found from the conversation between the two that this was not the first time Franken begged Severe for his situation. This made him feel moved and wondered why the extremely weird Franken was so nice to him.

It’s just that the dean, who saved Morag, seemed to have no good idea even in the eyes of Claude. It just accidentally leaked the word ‘soul territory’ during the conversation.

Although I don't quite understand what that means, Claude can still understand from the lines that maybe there is a way to cure his current situation in the so-called "Soul Territory".

Because he felt that he had troubled Adrick's Academy too much, Claude, who was embarrassed to ask for it, did not say anything to others. He just used the excuse to avoid Franken's harassment and embarked on the road to find the territory of the soul alone.

Then he walked about a kilometer on the road and was caught by Franken.

After that, Claude wanted to continue to search independently, while Franken insisted on not allowing it, and the battle between the father and son began...

"Wake up?"

A sudden, emotional voice shocked Claude.

Then he found that Franken was sitting at a place he didn't want to, looking at him with a very distinctive gaze.

The instinct developed in the pursuit some time ago made Claude turn back and quickly distance himself from Franken.

But to his surprise, Franken did not pursue.

He just stood up leisurely, patted off the dust on his body, then twisted the screws, and said in a somewhat anticipated voice: "Since you wake up, let's go with me."

"Kao, are you going back to the academy again..." Claude knew that he would definitely not be able to escape again this time, but he did not admit defeat, just stood there with an indifferent look on his face.

"No. I found a ruin," but Franken's words were beyond his expectations: "I need to team up with people. If I have good luck, I might find magic related to the soul..."

——Shadow Altar—

"Oh, damn!" A figure cursed in the altar.

Except for him, all the figures on this altar have disappeared.

The Black Sheep Horn believers are not people who abide by order, and it is normal for them to fly away when the disaster strikes.

Not long ago, a sentry reported that a gargoyle was suddenly seen outside with obvious sergeant.

Although people have been organized to knock down the gargoyle, this is not a problem. The problem is that the gargoyle is still very new (although it is ugly)!

Since he was willing to throw it to them as a consumable gargoyle to test it casually, it means that an alchemist or magician of a considerable level has set his sights on it.

This is the conclusion drawn by those figures.

So they all retreated quickly, leaving no trace left.

"Those cowards! I'm not sure that the one who targets us is the Mage Association! Maybe I'm just a young mage with a strong sense of justice? Is he actually scared by this situation and still feel embarrassed to call himself a believer in the Black Goat!"

The nominal supreme commander shouted a little hysterically.

"No, not only that, even if I am really targeted by the Mage Association, I have to implement my beliefs!"

Well, although Kamiyu is indeed a bit talented, he is still quite far from the so-called "alchemist or magician of a considerable level" and has no relationship with the Mage Society egg.

The only reason he would send gargoyles to investigate was that he didn't expect that those believers who looked mysterious and crazy with hoods could actually release some weird magic, and the weird magic of Damn it could even hit gargoyles with good ability to withstand demons...

In fact, after confirming that even the raw materials were expensive, Kamiyu maintained a long time of frustration, which is commonly known as the OTZ action.

"I'm so stupid, really. I just know that cultists can summon magic, but I didn't expect that there is such a ranged attack magic..."

Let's ignore Kamiyu's sad thoughts, at least they have completed the task of attracting the enemy's attention perfectly. While the cultists were confused by gargoyles, An Ke had quietly crept into them and began to grop and walk towards the core area of ​​the altar.
Chapter completed!