Outside the Forest

After that little interruption of the toll, they continued on the wildest highway in the South

And the temperature around them, at some point, was getting warmer and warmer!

As if she was in a large furnace, Luna, who kept exhaling hot air, was incredibly sure that it was never the temperature emanating from her own body.

That heat was overbearing and incomparable as if it was plundering the vitality of everything around it.

She then saw the sky that seemed to have broken through a large hole in the western direction.

Even from so far away, I could still see the light that distorted the air, projecting on the earth as if a beam of light from outer space had pierced the atmosphere.

One of Celine's most famous forbidden zones of life, the land of quicksand!

The external explanation is that some scientific experiments in the last era damaged the protective layer of the atmosphere, and the endless legacy of unchecked scientific experiments is still beyond repair.

Eleazar was also witnessing that place for the first time.

There was no sign of life perceived over there, and all that came through was an infinite expanse of light and heat.

Even from that distance, I could feel the amazing heat.

The residual heat alone keeps the area at about 50° and continues to rise with the movement of the object so that a passenger in an accidental transportation stop here would die of dehydration in a short time.

Eleazar reached up and touched the hood, which had begun to roll, and without a word, picked up speed to catch up with the Acolyte in front of him.

...

After a long time, Garn, who had finally crossed that area, pulled over to the side of the road.

"I can't, all the tanks on my side seem to be burning!"

Eleazar stopped the car as well and touched the hood again as if it was melting.

Looking back, the dragon, who had already fallen asleep, was resting her head on the back of his shoulder, letting out even breaths.

Baked by that heat earlier.

Pushing the car down the slope on the other side of the highway and parking it in a cool shade, Eleazar carried the Dragon Lady down and waited for the locomotive to cool.

Garn pulled a dogwood from somewhere and held it in his mouth, resting his hands behind his head and lying on the slope with a lazy face.

A warm breeze blew in, accompanied by a surge of weariness.

Looking at the clear sky, he slowly closed his eyes.

...

"Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

After I don't know how long, Garn was awakened by a strange noise.

Opening his eyes a bit hazily, he subconsciously pressed his palm against his gun pouch and slowly twisted his head to look at where the sound was coming from beside him.

A pair of cherry-colored lips were pinching Witcher's face delicately.

And the man, just nuzzling that affectionate head, looked down at the map.

Sacred Gun froze for a moment, unable to tell who was the dog.

"It's almost dark, did you have something on your mind last night that you didn't sleep well?"

Eleazar said without looking up.

"There are still 900 kilometers to the Cloud Sea Jungle, so it looks like we won't be able to get there today."

Garn scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"I accidentally overslept, sorry."

Eleazar said tersely, "Next time, pay attention."

"Pay attention next time!"

The dragon repeated, lifting her head from his arms.

Garn:?

...

At noon on the third day of their departure, they finally saw gradually lush vegetation on both sides of the desolate road, as emotional as if they had walked out of the desert and met an oasis.

At noon, they finally reached the outskirts of the Cloud Sea Jungle.

The countless dense forests with various plants and bright greens took up the entire view, and at the end of the sight was a mountain peak that had been split in half by some unknown force, with the peaks of a thousand gorges and ravines hidden in the clouds, majestic and breathtaking.

Luna stared blankly at the peak at the end and suddenly tugged at Eleazar's arm.

"I want to go there and see..."

"You're thinking of nesting there, aren't you?"

Eleazar saw right through her latent longing.

Luna pouted, "No, I just wanted to check it out."

After saying that, she spread out and ran towards the forest, with the intent that if you don't show me I'll go see for myself.

"Hey, don't run around by yourself!!!"

Garn, who was looking for a place to hide his car, looked up quickly.

Then he looked to Witcher, "I don't feel like there's much room to hide out there, put it in your space crystal?"

"Can't put it in, can't put it in any way you want!"

Eleazar gave him an expressionless look.

"Didn't you get a big handful of space crystals from blowing up that Evil God's space last time, and that woman didn't reward you with one?"

Gahn instantly smiled bitterly and explained, "Once the sacred attribute equipment leaves the constraints of the acolyte, it will persistently destroy the surrounding transcendent things..."

"So generally speaking, we don't use that kind of stuff."

Sacred Gun explained as he dug a dirt pit that looked like it was ready to bury the locomotive.

Eleazar, who had lost his car once, was in no position to object to this silly-looking behavior, except to find linens, wrap the car, and lay it flat in the dirt pit.

Finally, the soil was filled in and the two men jumped up and stepped on it to level it off before marking it.

Patting the dust from his hands, Eleazar then turned his head to look at the forest entrance.

The guy who had already run in, not a single movement came back, what was she doing?

The two of them walked in immediately afterward, plucking away the densely hanging down vines, stepping on the dead branches and leaves, following the traces of the previous footsteps, and then saw that the dragon lady was squatting in a clearing in front of her, not knowing what she was eating.

Eleazar rushed up at once, alarmed, and tore her up.

"What are you eating? Hurry up and spit it out!"

Drumming her mouth, the dragoness tilted her head hard enough to break free of the jaw clamp, then quickly swallowed the contents of her mouth.

Garn looked at the magic plant on the ground that no longer had any fruit.

"It's okay, it's just a wind chime fruit..."

This was the first time the dragoness had found transcendental herbs on her own, and then failed to resist the temptation of the aroma and picked the fruit to secretly taste it.

She snapped back to her senses when the thirst to ingest the transcendent activity was satisfied, before realizing that her tongue had been irritated by the toxin for a moment.

"People's stomachs don't make a sound, why does yours?"

"Spit it out quickly, it'll explode!"

Eleazar then watched helplessly as she curiously patted her belly for confirmation, then listened to the windy bells that rang from within.

Finally feeling some fear, the Dragon Lady then weakly asked, "Will it explode?"

Eleazar tapped her on the head in dismay, "Kids know not to just pick up anything off the road and eat it..."

Garn, who was walking behind the two, listened to Witcher's herbalism class while observing the movements around him, slowly walking through the large primitive jungle that was so lush that no one could be seen from 5 meters away.