The reason that this whistle made her heart stir was that it had been made by Lan Qingyou and Alisa working together.
So.
With Lan Qingyou not having blown the whistle, the only person it could have come from was Alisa.
It was a method of communication the two of them had come up with during this time.
After all, with Cards unusable, the most primitive method of "communicating by shouting" had become inevitable.
Though things like Magic Communicators existed.
They couldn't be used on the New Continent, where there was no network.
Even though Lan Qingyou could use Magic Power to build one.
Building such a complex network just so the two of them could communicate was hardly worth the effort.
So they had ultimately chosen this method.
The whistle had been made from the bones of a mental-type Abyss Monster and empowered by Lan Qingyou, which was why it had the effect of lifting people's spirits.
But since the whistle had sounded, that meant something had happened on Alisa's end.
Without a word, Lan Qingyou tossed aside the Crystal Pen in her hand, climbed onto her Magic Broom, and flew out of the tent.
Tweet—tweet—
The whistle kept sounding. Following it, Lan Qingyou realized that it was coming from the very place where they had pulled out the Wood Nail.
Alisa, meanwhile, stood calmly beside the huge pit, fifty meters across, left behind by the removed Wood Nail.
"What's going on?"
Lan Qingyou frowned as soon as she arrived.
Although Alisa was a cool, beautiful woman who could suddenly act like a complete goof at times.
She would never use the emergency signal they'd agreed on just to mess with her.
"Take a look down there. I suddenly think we might really have done something wrong."
Alisa nodded