"Fei'er, let's go."

The battle between Sedir and R'lyeh was clearly about to intensify further.

But at this moment, Ronald chose not to continue observing their fight. He gently called Fei'er's name and began to retreat in the direction away from their battle.

This wasn't because Ronald had no intention of helping.

It was because he respected Sedir's wishes and didn't want to shake the principles already firmly decided.

...

West District.

Powerful Magic Fluctuations and values were rampant around Sedir and R'lyeh.

The two original holders were fully immersed in the battle, and naturally, their perception of their surroundings was correspondingly lowered.

Under such circumstances.

Fei'er and Ronald didn't take too long to safely exit the range of their confrontation.

"..."

"Mr. Ronald, they're so powerful!"

It wasn't until the duo had left several blocks away that Fei'er, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke after confirming their safety.

Ronald looked seriously at Fei'er.

The little girl's expression at that moment was somewhat excited and a bit anxious.

But more than that was the shock at Sedir and R'lyeh's abilities.

After all, with strong analytical skills supporting her.

Fei'er's understanding of the previous scene was even clearer than that of the rebel warriors; this is a reality she faces simultaneously with her ability awakening.

So, as Ronald continued to lead the way forward, he asked:

"Fei'er, what do you think about their battle?"

"For example, who will win or lose?"

"Hmm... I think that older sister might be at a disadvantage in the fight." Fei'er pondered for a moment and then solemnly expressed her thoughts, "From the way they treat bystanders, the confidence on their faces during battle, and the pursuit relationship when they land—it's clear that the uncle chasing from behind holds the advantage."

"..."

Hearing Fei'er's answer, Ronald scratched his head with a subtle expression.

If analyzed only from actual phenomena, R'lyeh does indeed hold a martial advantage over Sedir.

Yet Ronald had a sort of confidence.

A confidence in Sedir.

Even though this young woman is currently at a disadvantage, this life-and-death struggle is sure to end in her victory!

"Mr. Ronald, you seem to think that older sister will win?"

Ronald's facial expression shifted slightly, and Fei'er immediately picked up on his thoughts.

"Why?"

"Uh... well, it's kind of an intuitive feeling?" Ronald couldn't quite explain it at the moment, so he was forced to rely on feeling to give an explanation, "As someone who often encounters troublesome situations, I usually have a vague judgment in my heart in these scenarios."

"The gap in power, belief systems, and the burdens they carry—these might all influence that feeling. In short, I believe Sedir will achieve the final victory."

"..."

Faced with Ronald's explanation.

Little Fei'er nodded lightly, though her expression was still somewhat confused.

"I don't quite understand..."

"That's okay, Fei'er." Ronald reached out to ruffle Fei'er's hair and then smiled, "It's something you don't need to understand right now. As you grow up and go through various experiences, you'll naturally develop this kind of feeling."

"..."

With that exchange, the two continued to make their way through the city.

And the rest of the journey went significantly smoother than before.

It all stems from the clash between Sedir and R'lyeh.

The commotion caused by the fighting of these original holders on the ground was significant, and the entire West District shifted its war center toward the site of their battle due to the occurrence of this event.

Ronald and Fei'er avoided the initial wave of personnel heading to support the battlefield and gradually distanced themselves from the site of the confrontation, also steadily moving out of the center where the war converged.

Upon leaving the church, Audrey had provided Ronald with detailed directions to the Antler Tavern.

So it only took a quarter of an hour.

Ronald led Fei'er to a building amidst the ruins.

Like the surrounding areas, the Antler Tavern had been destroyed in the war. After digging deep into the burning ruins, Ronald uncovered a wooden sign wrapped in copper plating, confirming from the name that these ruins were their destination.

"It's already destroyed, huh..."

Such an outcome was anticipated, so Ronald felt no sense of defeat.

He prepared to clean up the tavern's ruins, to find what he was looking for, then continue searching for Fei'er's family.

But before Ronald could act, little Fei'er spoke up:

"Mr. Ronald, the people in the tavern went directly east!"

"..."

That capable?

To be honest, Ronald intended to use mystical means to trace the tracks. The little girl beside him made such a confident judgment, naturally surprising him:

"Fei'er, where did you come to such a conclusion?"

"The circumstances of the battle, and the traces left around can serve as evidence." Fei'er seemed to want to prove herself in front of Ronald, so she immediately began to narrate her findings: "First is the war itself—the direction of the rebel forces' advance came in from the south of the city, then attacked along the city's main road to where we are now in the west. Therefore, those avoiding the war were likely to retreat northwards or flee east. But the northern great waterfall is strictly guarded by the government forces, impossible for ordinary people to climb, greatly narrowing the choice of direction."

Little Fei'er rattled off a long string of words, her face even turning a bit red in the process.

After pausing to catch her breath for a few seconds, she continued:

"And then there's this signboard."

"While normal battles might knock a sign to the ground, it wouldn't bury it under thick ruins. This means a fierce conflict took place centered around the Antler Tavern. Moreover, the ruins burying the sign don't look like the results of rebel gunfire..."

Little Fei'er logically combined what she saw with reasonable deductions one by one.

The composition of the warring parties, the general situation in their engagement, the appearing and retreating paths of the participants, and even the choices everyone made...

Were all stated by the little girl in a very certain tone.

Ronald thought seriously about it himself and couldn't find any flaw in Fei'er's account!

"Okay, we'll follow your lead."

Ronald had no inclination to belittle the young.

So faced with Fei'er's perfect deduction, he fully supported the young girl's judgment:

"Let's head directly east!"

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