The leaves do not know how they survive these days.

The camp from the barbarous wilderness to return to the desperate mountains took her nearly half a month.In order to avoid the evil beast, she carefully hid in the thick trunk, confirming that there was no evil beast activity nearby before going to the next place where she could hide.Despite her anxiety, she had no other choice, and once she was found by a mixed evil beast, she could not escape the pursuit of her own strength.

More than a dozen sisters fell under the killing of the devil, and the other sisters were not good at fighting, and they fled when the iron-handed devil jumped into the crowd to slaughter, but in the end, several people could return to the camp alive, and the leaves had no bottom in their hearts.She didn’t even dare to think about this terrible question.

The way of doing the way to hide is a lot of magic, and you can only get out of more than ten miles a day, especially the magic you need to prepare for the night.After the dry food on her body was eaten, she converted some wild fruits into food that could fill her thirst.The joint aid emblem has long lost its heating function, and she can only wrap herself a little tighter with bark.Thinking of the young and dying here, the tears of the leaves could not stop slipping.

To make matters worse, by the evening of the fourth day, she was greeted by the demon phages in the trunk—a series of blows that made her almost forget it.A tear-like sharp pain suddenly bloomed from her chest and quickly spread to the whole body, almost making her unconscious for an instant, biting her tongue full of blood to strengthen her spirit against pain.Under the torture of the demon's phage, the leaves also thought of giving up, but thought of the more than 20 sisters who might have survived, or waiting for her to return in the camp, or were seriously injured, and needed her treatment and rescue, and she insisted on clenching her teeth.

Fortunately, this demon ate the body for a long time, when she broke free from the suffering, the body was covered with cracks, and the blood that came out of the tree was wet.In order to avoid the smell of blood from the evil beast, she had to endure the pain, take off her clothes, and go to another big tree.At the same time, let the bare branches grow green leaves, and then make the green leaves into clothes that can keep the cold.Under the guidance of magic, the branches became her needle, and the leaf veins were her thread.

On the way, she did not eat a mouthful of cooked food and did not drink a mouthful of hot water.After entering the desperate mountains, although two layers of green leaf clothing were added to her hands and feet, the rapidly decreasing temperature and snow that had not escaped her ankles still frostbite her toes.So she walked and stopped, dragging her unconscious feet, and finally returned to the camp.

Seeing the familiar faces of the sisters, the leaves fell to the ground.

It was two days after the awakening, after a long period of dehydration caused severe damage to the feet, the herbal medicine could not prevent the ever-expanding gangrene, and the sisters had to remove the two damaged toes of her left and right foot.

Leaf did not care too much, it is very good to survive, than those who can never come back, she is lucky enough.However, seeing the white cloth band wrapped around the arms of the still alive, the great sorrow could not be suppressed from the heart.

At the time of departure, there were forty-two sisters, and now there were only six left.

After everyone calmed the leaves, the oldest book told her about the experience of a group of people.

While battling the devil herself, the non-combatant witch takes the opportunity to flee in the direction of the camp.That night they met a beast, a group of wild boars.The people were unable to resist, and they fled.The group that was hunted by the evil beasts was obviously less fierce, but they could not care so much.The next morning, the crowd was followed by a mixed wolf, and only eight people escaped this time.Fortunately, after entering the mountains, the evil beast did not follow.

A few days after returning to the camp, the two sisters developed symptoms of magic.Perhaps because the joint help was too much hit this time, the prospects were gray, and both of them could not survive the demon phage.The fighting witches did not return, just when everyone thought they were dead at the hands of the devil, they did not expect the leaves to return.

“So... what about the others?Red peppers, chasing the wind, and teachers, how are they?”

The leaf shook his head, "I'm the only one alive."

“Yes,” the scroll whispered, and she could see that she had expected the answer, “Then rest well.”And...” She hesitated, “Leaf.”

“What?”

“When you were unconscious, we discussed it, and if Hakalla did not come back, I hope you will take over as a teacher.”

The leaves faltered, then closed their eyes.Yes, after suffering such a painful blow, the co-help will not elect a new leader, only for fear of collapse.But the purpose of the mission was to find the holy mountain, to gain freedom and rest.Now the search for the holy mountain has been lost, no, the sacred mountain itself is a scam, it does not exist in the mountains of despair, nor in the barbarous land.Does the Council of Help still exist?

She was distraught, even if she did not look at them, she could feel the eyes of the sisters, who needed a person to stand up and lead the confused people to move forward.

“Let’s go find the Nightingale,” the leaves opened, silent for a long time.

“What, looking for her?”

“You mean to go to the town?”

“What if she lied to us?”

"Wendy is there too."

"Maybe she's already dead."

The sisters clamored.The book clapped its hands, let everyone quiet down, and asked the leaves, "If the Nightingale said it, what about a scam?"

“You can wait in a safe place outside the town,” she said, opening her eyes, “first let me find out what the situation is, if she’s telling a lie, I’ll take over the teacher, and if... I’m dead in town, the books, you come and lead the sisters on.”

“But I...”

Leaf grudgingly smiled, “I know your abilities are not suitable for combat, and it doesn’t help much to the daily operations of the camp.”But I now understand that there is no connection between strength and strength and the rightness to be a mentor.”The teacher is a guide, not the most powerful, but unfortunately he realizes it too late.If the teacher of the help meeting is a patient and careful Wendy, will the end be completely different?“You, like Wendy, were the first to join the group and the elder among the sisters.From the east side of the kingdom with everyone to the desperate mountains, the experience is rich, cautious, everyone is in the eyes.No one is better suited to be a mentor to your sisters than you.”

The book is silent for a moment, “... what if everything the Nightingale says is true?”

"There is no need for the co-op meeting to exist again," said the leaf slowly, "the border town is our new holy mountain."