Coco clapped her hands and said:
"Welcome to the Arcane Wilderness!"
Matthew looked down at his reflection in the lake water, seeing a smiling face.
The smile was really too silly, wasn't it?
He hurriedly patted his face.
But the smile at the corner of his mouth remained constant.
"The silly grin and madness of the fairies are indeed contagious..."
Matthew mused to himself.
The two continued forward.
Before long.
They discovered another group of red-crowned werewolves deep in the swamp.
This group had even more in number.
They were moving bodies one after another onto a large ship.
The ship was badly worn, the sides of the hull had obvious rot, and makeshift repairs on the bottom and sides made it look precarious.
"It seems they intend to transport all the bodies from the grassland to the other side using this ship."
After Matthew's stern warning.
Coco finally knew to lower her voice:
