"Do you want to practice it again?" Sunier asked.

"No. That's enough for the day. I must have made some mistakes." Han Jin frowned. "If I can't figure it out, it is no use no matter how many times we practice."

"I can keep going," Moxinke added unnecessarily to show off his strong and tenacious physique, though he had finally felt relieved when Han Jin had said this.

"Oh? Then..." Han Jin looked active again.

"But it's time for dinner!" Moxinke immediately shouted. He wanted to slap himself for his quick mouth. "You must be hungry too, aren't you?"

"I am not hungry." Cessacioun laughed in a cheeky manner. "Nothing is more important than practice. Raphael, you have figured it out, haven't you?"

"Bastard! I know you are the worst!" Moxinke roared.

"Stop arguing for a second. Look, what's over there?" Sunier suddenly interrupted them.

They all looked at the direction in which Sunier was pointing. A strip of a black line was zigzagging toward them from the distance, with dozens of