Chapitre 65: Hill of Death [2]

<Master, you seem to be in deep thoughts...Did you not rest enough.>

"Bella..." Lyra calls out the name of the magic doll which just spoke as her eyes wander off to the her other sisters who were fighting the wild boars. 

"You are more reliable than the fake friend back in my academy."

The magic doll was silent then it said the per recorded standard reply of its. 

<Yes, we magic dolls from BlueMoom Alchemy are always the best! The humans beat friend, magic doll from BlueMoom!>

<BlueMoon!>

<BlueMoom!>

The magic dolls did a chorus as the knocked out the rushing wild boars ot death, Lyra at the back also cast her fireballs to bag enough points to maintain first place on her team. 

"Anyway, I wonder if the group of Cheif is real or just a pretend for mutual benefits." 

Lyra remembers the cadets she saw with Ares they were sleeping very carefreelu to extent even not noticing a new member arriving at the place.