Wu Ming left, and after checking the surroundings, Lancelot also left with his troops.
The campsite is still safe, so it doesn't need much protection, and might even attract attention if it does.
This was why Wu Ming had not taken any protective asures against the camp.
...
On the other hand, in Avant Heim.
In the monitoring room of Avant Heim that Wu Ming specially ordered, Jibril lay on her back bored, floating in the air like a rootless weed.
"Master is so slow~ Why don't you co back~" said Jibril bored.
Avant Heim had now reached a position in the northern mountains, and had lived here for a long ti, which gave people the feeling of "No sound remains for a long ti".
However, no.
After Wu Ming left Avant Heim's body, starting from Wu Ming landing on the ground and waiting for Lancelot, chatting with Lancelot, following Lancelot to the refugee camp, and finally visiting and staying in the camp. There is no "old" word.
It should be an hour or two at most, and the "long ti" that Jibril spoke of was entirely his own complaint.
However, it was normal for Jibril to be so bored, even if she stayed for half an hour, it was a tedious ti for her to spend.
However, such Jibril is Jibril, right?
At this ti, suddenly, a black-purple Gate appeared next to the sofa chair, and a person wearing Middle Eastern-style clothes burst out of the ripple.
This person is Wu Ming.
"Master~You're finally back~" Jibril was like a bird returning to its nest, flapping its wings behind its back, flying towards Wu Ming.
"I am back, Jibril."
Wu Ming first answered Jibril with a smile, and then spoke again.
"After I left, you weren't kidding, Ji~b~ri~l~" Wu Ming was still looking at Jibril with a smile, but this smile was so "cold" in Jibril's eyes.
"Cold" stopped Jibril who was flying through the air instantly, and then she obediently landed from the air.
"Hahahahowhow could that be, I'm definitely not kidding~ Master, you have to believe ~" Jibril looked at Wu Ming's clenched fists, and quickly explained with a dry laugh.
Wu Ming walked towards Jibril with a smile and raised his hand.
Jibril closed her eyes subconsciously, and then she felt a palm caress her head.
"Hah??" Jibril opened her eyes, just in ti to catch Wu Ming's hand movent from her head.
That's right, Wu Ming actually touched Jibril's head just now.
"For the sake of my good mood, I will let you go today."
After Wu Ming finished speaking, he turned around and sat on the sofa chair.
But Jibril who remained where she was, reacted, and touched her head uncomfortably.
Wu Ming was so gentle with her that she was a little uncomfortable. After all, every ti Wu Ming hit his head, Jibril was overwheld by this sudden touch.
Since becoming Wu Ming's servant, Jibril had never considered "Would Wu Ming trust his subordinates" and "Loyalty to Wu Ming".
At one point, she believed in their forr Flgel master, Artosh, and in the new master Artosh had found for them.
Second, no matter who the Master is, as a weapon, she just needs to do his job.
So Jibril's attitude towards Wu Ming was very relaxed.
Although Wu Ming often hit Jibril on the head, it didn't an that Wu Ming hated Jibril, it was just an ordinary "little punishnt".
Jibril naturally understands, so she doesn't care, but habit is a bad thing, and she is used to being hit on the head, and she is a little uncomfortable with a sudden touch.
"I don't have to suffer anyways~" Jibril smiled hearing that.
After all, nothing unexpected, Wu Ming might beco their Master for life, so just follow in the Master's footsteps.
Jibril's wings moved lightly, and she flew behind Wu Ming, with a "no long mory" expression.
Wu Ming naturally discovered Jibril's abnormality, but he did nothing.
If you do it right, you will be rewarded, if you do it wrong, you will be punished.
When the mood is good, Wu Ming doesn't mind giving extra gifts, like touching the head; When he was in a bad mood, Wu Ming didn't mind making additional punishnts, such as hitting the head.
Perhaps this calmness made Jibril even more "arrogant".
Stopping thinking about this, Wu Ming looked at the virtual screen that was reset by Avant Heim, showing the view of the mountains below.
"Avant Heim's speed is not slow." Wu Ming sighed.
Wu Ming visually asured the distance and speculated about the ti it would take Avant Heim to, but Avant Heim surprised him anyway.
Although his body is quite large, Avant Heim is not like a giant, Avant Heim still has the advantage of speed.
When Wu Ming returned, Jibril's dull gaze had already made it clear that Avant Heim had been here for a long ti.
Although it doesn't know the specific ti, it also shows that Avant Heim's speed is not slow.
"After all, Avant Heim is a Phantasma race, Master, it is a race close to Old Deus."
And Avant Heim who can keep up with Artosh, is the leader of the Phantasma race, and his speed naturally cannot be slowed down.
"As expected of Avant Heim." Wu Ming praised Avant Heim.
"Then Avant Heim, can we find a village in these mountains?"
Wu Ming said while looking at the magic screen.
The location of Avant Heim is indeed on top of the mountains, but the area is not small.
It makes sense that when looking down at the sky, it should be easy to find the place you're looking for, not to ntion that you're looking for a village in a mountainous area, which is logically striking.
However, because Avant Heim's position was too high, he couldn't see the specific situation on the ground at all.
And if you do a miniature, you can only see the specific situation of a small area, so Wu Ming asked Avant Heim if he could find the village on the mountain.
Wu Ming thought, if it didn't work, he would contact Azrael to try.
With the incarnation contract, Wu Ming was naturally able to contact Azrael, but due to the need to reduce the consumption of magic power, he had closed the connection with the other Flgel, and only maintained the single identity of Master and Servant.
However, before Avant Heim could answer, Jibril answered first.
"Don't be too much trouble, Master~ Below where we are now, there's actually a village~"
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