After Marshall Morgan and Willa Wilde traveled more than twenty miles along the Vermilion Bird Map, the sun had set.
Ahead, clusters of campfires appeared, leaping in the night.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Suddenly, several figures appeared, blocking their path.
"Who are you? This is the gathering place of the Vermilion Bird Academy, are you disciples of the Vermilion Bird Academy?"
One of them asked.
"Yes, we are indeed disciples of the Vermilion Bird Academy. My name is Willa Wilde."
Willa replied.
"Haha, so it's Junior Sister Wilde. Please, come in."
From the direction of the campfire came a laugh, as a young man walked over.
This youth, tall and slim with long arms, had a gaze that flickered, giving off a dangerous aura.
"Kyle Ainsworth, it's you!"
Seeing this young man, Willa was slightly surprised.
"This is Kyle Ainsworth?" Marshall Morgan's eyes also flickered.
At the beginning of the trial, Marshall had already inquired about some information from Willa.
