The four continued forward.
However, this time, Margaret seemed to do it on purpose, deliberately blocking Eric's path and standing very close to him, obstructing his view ahead.
Eric looked around warily.
The magic this time felt strange to Eric, like a group of mischievous sprites.
And Atai'er seemed to sense something, his body swayed, and he vanished from beside the three.
Margaret was walking in front when she suddenly stiffened and stopped in place, and Eric almost ran into her.
"What are you doing?"
Eric asked in confusion.
Margaret turned back and glared at Eric, her face flushed.
"You... you pervert, don't you even know when to be in heat?"
With that, Margaret turned her head and strode forward.
Eric was bewildered.
Had he provoked her?
Margaret said no more, her face red as she put distance between herself and Eric.
Margaret was the tallest of the three, over 180 cm tall. Judy, at 14, was around 170 cm tall.
Eric, at 12, was 165 cm tall.
With Margaret holding her shield and blocking in front, it was almost like a cover wall for Eric, who was a ranger.
So Eric still followed her.
He needed a human shield.
But as soon as Eric got close to Margaret, Margaret immediately froze in place.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Eric was truly puzzled; this silly girl in front of him was clearly not in the right state.
Hopefully, she hadn't been hit by some strange spell.
Margaret said nothing; she continued walking forward.
Her legs were pressed together, and her walking posture was pigeon-toed and awkward; she was even trembling all over.
Eric had a bad feeling.
Then, with a "whoosh."
Margaret swung her shield directly backward.
Eric quickly crouched down, startled.
"Holy crap, what are you trying to do?"
Margaret covered her rear with her shield, turned around, and said angrily:
"You have the nerve to say that? Don't you know what you did? It's endless, isn't it? There should be a limit to how lecherous you are."
Eric was also bewildered.
"What the hell are you talking about? What did I do? What could I do?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Eric clutched his head and crouched down; he felt Judy hit his head with her staff.
"Holy crap, Judy, that was too hard."
Judy was also bewildered.
"Me? I didn't do anything."
Just then, Judy's voice rang out again.
"I saw it, I saw it! Eric touched Margaret's butt, and he even had a lecherous expression."
Margaret's face was flushed red as she said:
"Judy, you... Eric, what more do you have to argue?"
Eric looked at Judy.
No, you little girl, don't talk nonsense.
But Judy also looked bewildered; she quickly raised her staff:
"Wait, those words weren't mine."
Eric finally noticed the abnormality; he picked up his bow and arrow and turned to look around.
"Wait, it's magic. Something is messing with us."
Margaret also looked around warily.
She didn't believe Eric wasn't lecherous; even now, she still suspected Eric had touched her butt, but she believed Judy wouldn't lie.
And just then, a series of "hehehe" laughter echoed from all around.
Judy heard the laughter and blinked her eyes.
"Wait, I know."
She propped her staff aside, bent down to rummage through her small satchel, and pulled out a handful of candies.
"It's the Little Rainbows."
With that, Judy held up the candies in her hand and said:
"Stop playing tricks, come out and eat candy."
As soon as her voice fell, red, blue, yellow, green, purple...
Little creatures, each about the size of a cat, flapped their wings and flew out from the surrounding tree canopies.
They were mini Color Dragons.
Margaret was greatly alarmed; she raised her shield, gripped her long sword, and shouted:
"Judy, run! It's Dragons, it's Dragons!"
Eric quickly stepped forward, stopping Margaret, who was about to swing her sword, and said:
"Don't make a fuss, these are Fairy Dragons."
A red Fairy Dragon raised its head; apart from their small size and lack of dragon horns, they looked almost identical to Color Dragons.
"Hehe, lecherous big-chested woman, can't even tell the difference between a Color Dragon and a Fairy Dragon, better go home and raise children."
"What did you say?" Margaret's face turned beet red; she was about to step forward but was stopped by Eric.
Now, Eric finally understood.
Fairy Dragons are magical creatures.
They are a chaotic good species, with no ill will towards outsiders, but they love to play tricks on people.
They can cast Mage Hand and even some illusion spells.
Margaret was indeed touched on her butt, but it was by a Fairy Dragon's Mage Hand.
Eric was also indeed hit on the head.
But that should also have been Mage Hand.
Judy's words were some kind of illusion.
Eric looked at these Fairy Dragons helplessly; these pranks, though harmless, were indeed annoying enough.
But while annoying, if you can give Fairy Dragons candy, baked goods, and small toys, they will provide information to travelers.
Many times, people still like them very much.
Because their information is very accurate.
Eric thought of the Fairy Dragons' information and quickly stepped forward to ask:
"Hello, Fairy Dragons, I want to ask, what has happened recently in the Mad Frogmen tribe, and where are the nearest Mad Frogmen?"
The golden Fairy Dragon looked back at Eric, stuck out its tiny tongue, and "poof" sprayed Eric's face with saliva.
"Who would tell you, you stingy shorty, you don't even have candy, and you still want to get news from us?"
Shorty?
Eric's eyes immediately turned red.
"Who are you calling a shorty? I'm 165 at 12, I drink milk until I want to puke every day, isn't that hard work for me?"
Margaret hugged the enraged Eric from behind.
She was already trying to hold back her laughter.
But the Fairy Dragon was clearly not finished; it turned back and said disdainfully:
"Still drinking milk at 12? Heh, little kid."
Eric exploded.
"Ah, traitor, villain, rebel, I'll execute you right now, you..."
Margaret held Eric in a lock.
Indeed, human nature is to enjoy seeing others suffer.
Margaret's face was contorted trying to suppress her laughter, almost getting cramps.
This little fellow was quite venomous.
Judy also chuckled lightly; Eric's milk was all in her small satchel.
Patting the Fairy Dragon's small head, Judy asked with a smile:
"Little Rainbows, I'll give you more candy later, tell me the news about the Mad Frogmen."
The Fairy Dragons lingered on Judy's body.
Each of them was a single color, but together, they formed a large color palette.
They were indeed the seven colors of the rainbow.
And their colors represented their age.
The oldest was the purple Fairy Dragon, perched on Judy's pointed witch hat, and it said:
"Little Judy, we won't give you information for free; you must bring out just as much candy again."
Little Judy nodded and said:
"Okay, I'll get them out for you in a bit, but please don't pull on my bag now; only I can take things out of it."
As soon as her voice fell, a few of the youngest and most mischievous red Fairy Dragons, flapping their wings, stuck out their tongues at Judy's small satchel, sprayed some saliva, and then let go of the small satchel.