The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 338 The Bride of the Snow Monster
Since everyone felt that there was a treasure in the brave village in the north, Attilan took out a whistle from his arms and blew it hard against the sky.

The girl looked at Attilan curiously.

"Why are you whistling for nothing? Does eating green mulberry fruit make you so excited?"

Attilan gave her a roll of his eyes.

"The three of you are all warriors, so naturally you can't appreciate the beauty of other professions."

The girl blinked in confusion.

"What's wrong with being a warrior? I know you're a ranger, but don't rangers also fight with weapons like scimitars and bows and arrows?"

Attilan pointed out his fingers.

"The warrior is the most basic profession, and the difficulty of becoming a warrior is the lowest. But the ranger is different. I pursue a stronger natural affinity because the ranger can use natural spells!"

"Taking green mulberry fruit will make my natural spells more powerful."

As he spoke, gusts of breeze blew in the clearing where Attilan and the others stood.

A loud eagle cry sounded in the sky.

The girl raised her head and opened her mouth in surprise.

"What a big bird!"

"This is the final difference. We rangers have our own magic pet, which can not only assist us in fighting, but also be used to travel. It is much faster than you warriors who rely on their feet."

The general said weakly.

"Actually, we warriors also have mounts, and I came here on horseback."

Attilan turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked:
"What about your horse?"

"There is no need for the horse after going up the mountain. If it stays down the mountain, it will be easily eaten by wild beasts. I will let it return to the Bloody Castle on its own."

Attilan looked at him doubtfully.

"Are you sure that if you do this, you won't make the people of Blood Castle think that you are dead, so the horse runs back on its own?"

The general shook his head.

"No, I left a mark and told them that I would practice outside for a period of time and go back before the enemy invades. If there is an emergency enemy situation, let them notify me through a magic messenger."

The girl raised her hands excitedly.

"A magic messenger is the kind of messenger who can find the recipient no matter where you are?"

"Yes."

The girl's eyes shone.

"Can I raise one? We are all warriors. If you can raise one, I can raise one, right?"

The general smiled awkwardly, and the swordsmith explained:
"No, there is no magic messenger in the warrior profession. Unless they are advanced professions such as magic warriors, warriors do not know magic and have no magic power."

"Magic messengers need to use magic power to support them. How can warriors support them without magic power?"

The girl lowered her head in disappointment.

"Don't we soldiers have any advantages?"

Attilan smiled teasingly.

"Of course."

The girl looked up at him hopefully.

"The biggest advantage of warriors is that they are cheap."

The girl was very puzzled.

"Is being cheap also an advantage?"

"Of course, warriors have the lowest threshold and are the first choice for ordinary people to obtain extraordinary power."

"Supernatural strength? Can't a warrior call himself a warrior if he has a weapon, some muscles and strength?"

Although warriors were cheap, they were not as cheap as the pharmacist thought.

"Warriors also need to learn combat skills, as well as specialized knowledge to train their bodies and make tonics to improve strength, physique, and magic resistance."

Of course, for a girl like this who can grow up as a warrior relying solely on talent, Attilan's words can be regarded as farts.

As long as you kill and eat the monsters you encounter on the way, or accidentally take natural treasures like green mulberry fruit, you can improve the above attributes.

"Although I am not a warrior, I also know some knowledge about physical training for warriors. Call me teacher and I can teach you."

Attilan looked at the girl playfully.

The girl snorted coldly.

"You don't need to teach me. They are both warriors, and it will be the same if I learn from them."

Both the general and the swordsmith were a little embarrassed.

The general said:
"Although I learned some knowledge about training soldiers in the Royal Army, they are just basics. I don't know if they will be useful to you. As for the techniques I have figured out."

"It works for me, but I told several of my brothers in the army and they all found it difficult to use."

Yes, general knowledge is the most rare. Maybe general knowledge is not as efficient as specialized knowledge, but general knowledge can be popularized and used by most people.

Even among legendary warriors, there are very few who can summarize general training knowledge.

There is no way, who makes warriors generally rely on intuition and wild training.

At most, you can only speak common language, and you let the uneducated soldiers summarize the knowledge of cultivating the younger generation.

They really don't know how.

Even if it is written down, not many people can follow the secret book to become a great warrior.

The swordsmith also said:
"The village chief is the most powerful warrior in our village. He said that as long as a warrior keeps fighting, he can become a legend, or he will die on the road of fighting."

"The greatest honor for a soldier is to die in battle, and the greatest sorrow is to die of old age."

Attilan smiled contemptuously.

"Those warriors don't teach their disciples, they only use actual combat to let the disciples learn on their own. Really powerful warriors can design exclusive improvement methods based on the characteristics of their disciples."

"Those warrior masters can even design advanced professions for their apprentices."

The general looked longingly.

"I really wish I could have such a warrior master to guide me in my cultivation."

The girl blinked in confusion.

"I have been alone since I was a child, fighting for food with wild dogs. Fortunately, I met a master who took me in and taught me the knowledge of potions. Finding the materials to make the rainbow crystal potion has been my master's lifelong wish."

"I asked the blacksmith uncle to make a machete and then went out to work. I lived well for a few years. I also killed and ate a lot of monsters and my strength increased greatly. This shows that it doesn't matter whether you have a master or not."

Attilan shrugged. Since the girl didn't need a teacher, there was no need for him to force her.

Waving to the sky, the giant wind eagle landed next to Attilan.

The giant wind eagle, which was more than five meters high, made the girl open her mouth in surprise.

"It's so big! Can it carry four of us together!?"

"That's right, if there are four more people, this giant eagle can't carry it."

The old naughty boy smiled and waved.

"I won't go. I still have things to do at home. My grandson and I keep pets together. As a result, my grandson runs out to chase flowers and butterflies when he wants to leave the pet."

"But I can't ignore it. That pet has cost us a lot of effort. My grandson is ignorant, so I can't ignore it."

Attilan's face darkened.

This old naughty boy is getting better and better at criticizing Sang and Huai.

How dare you say he is your grandson!

When I come back with the Secret Treasure of the Rainbow, I will definitely make you look good.

Maybe he can directly turn the old naughty boy into a grandson.

After coming back, he must have a good discussion with the old naughty boy.

Except for the girl's regret, the general and the swordsmith were used to parting.

Climbing up the back of the giant wind eagle, the girl couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart and rubbed her face against the feathers.

"It feels so warm, and it doesn't smell like ordinary birds at all. It has a very special taste. I don't know what the meat tastes like."

The giant wind eagle turned its head instantly, its sharp eagle eyes locked onto the girl, its eyes filled with murderous intent.

The girl scratched her head and smiled awkwardly.

"It's a joke, you don't need to take it so seriously, right?"

Attilan jumped up to the neck of the giant wind eagle and asked the two of them to get on the bird.

"Come up here, if you want to eat the giant wind eagle, you're not that good at it." The giant wind eagle spread its wings, and a strong wind instantly rolled up.

The giant wind eagle rose from the ground and flew into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Flying in the sky for the first time, the girl was so excited that she wanted to stand up and feel the pleasure of the cold wind.

The swordsmith quickly grabbed her.

"The sky is very windy. If you stand up, you will be blown directly down. If you fall from such a high place, you will be smashed into pieces."

The girl sat down obediently, but still opened her hands to feel the cold wind from time to time.

"You can stand up and jump. The Wind Eagle is not an ordinary riding pet. He has the ability to control the wind element, and his intelligence is no less than yours."

"With the protective shield formed by the wind element, you won't fall no matter how you jump."

The girl was just about to get up when she heard Attilan say again.

"You seemed to have offended him just now. He is not big-hearted. I don't know if he will avenge you publicly or privately."

The girl couldn't help but pout.

"If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. If it's not just a flying riding pet, I will have one in the future."

The wind giant eagle was very fast, and the swordsmith showed the way, and it took half a day to reach the brave village hundreds of kilometers away.

"Isn't Stone Village a village of braves?"

The girl jumped to the entrance of the village and turned back curiously to ask.

"There is a statue of a brave man in the middle of the village, but I didn't say this is a brave village."

The swordsmith walked into the village first, but saw few people.

"Aunt Mary, Uncle Jack! Where are you guys?"

The swordsmith's loud voice was heard by the whole village.

Finally, an old man opened the door and answered in a voice no less than that of a swordsmith:
"What's the fuss? Everyone is going up the mountain to help me, an old woman, get her granddaughter back."

"What happened to Silica?"

The old woman said angrily:

"Silica went up the mountain to collect medicine, but she encountered a snow monster. The snow monster captured Silica and made her his wife. Silica must be rescued as soon as possible! Otherwise, it will be too late by the time Silica gives birth to the snow monster's child."

"I remember that your boy is also a good warrior. Can you help me out?"

The swordsmith beat his chest loudly.

"No problem. I almost starved to death. Fortunately, I met Silica who came out to collect herbs in the middle of winter. She is my sister. I will definitely help."

As soon as you arrive at the place, the mission is triggered.

Is this the protagonist?

"I will also help. The Hero of the Rainbow will definitely do the same."

The general was extremely excited. He didn't expect that so soon, he would have the opportunity to do good deeds in the village where his idol had done good deeds.

The girl immediately pulled out her machete.

"Snow monster, I haven't eaten it yet!"

Attilan shook his head helplessly. When this guy encountered a living creature he had never seen before, his first reaction was whether he could eat it.

"Grandma, which mountain is the snow monster on?"

The old woman raised her crutch.

"Just to the west is the top of the snow-capped mountain that never melts all year round. In summer, when the sun shines on the top of the snow, you can even see a rainbow."

rainbow! Attilan keenly captured the key words.

"I summon the giant wind eagle, and we fly directly to the top of the snow."

The girl looked at him in surprise. She didn't think Attilan would be such a warm-hearted person.

"Rainbow, there may be something we want in the snow monster's lair."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's take off!"

The swordsmith excitedly pulled out his pickaxe and replaced it with a hammer, eager to rescue Silica.

It was summer at this time, and the giant wind eagle flew high into the sky. Under the sunlight, a rainbow actually appeared on the snowy peak in front.

"Look at the end of the rainbow. Is it the snow monster's lair?"

This rainbow was not arranged by magic, so how could it be the snow monster's lair at the end?

Sure enough, before the giant wind eagle flew to the top of the snow, the rainbow suddenly disappeared.

The giant wind eagle hovered on the top of the snow, surrounded by a vast expanse of white snow covering the mountain peaks. As he flapped his wings, gusts of snowy wind were stirred up.

The girl eagerly jumped off the back of the giant wind eagle.

Then she was like an arrow, and her whole body except her head sank into the snow.

"Why is the snow here so heavy?"

Attilan used the Falling Feather Technique on the general and the swordsmith, and the three of them landed lightly on the snow.

"Pull me out quickly."

Attilan lifted the back of her neck and pulled it out like a carrot.

Then as soon as she landed, her feet sank in again.

The three of Attilan were walking lightly on the snow, and their footprints were not obvious.

"Hurry up and get one for me. It's good if you can do magic."

With the addition of Feather Falling Technique, the girl suddenly felt light and airy all over her body, and it turned out that no obvious footprints were left behind when she stepped on the snow.

The four of them searched the entire top of the snow, but couldn't find a single cave.

"I remember the snow monster lived in a cave, how could it not be there?"

If shouting hadn't caused an avalanche, the swordsmith would have wanted to call Silica directly.

Attilan felt something was wrong. This snowy peak always gave him a strange feeling.

With his druid and elemental attainments, he could feel that the surrounding natural environment was not enough to provide a snow cap with a meter and a half of snow in the summer.

The snow cap maintains an unchanging environment all year round due to some extraordinary means.

If you find out why the snow cap never melts all year round, you will be able to find the secret treasure of the rainbow hidden here.

All of this is definitely inseparable from the snow monster.

"Wind Giant Eagle, look from the sky to see if there is any snow monster. If you find it, come back and tell me."

Attilan looked at the green peaks around him.

"Do you think the snow monster will be in other peaks? We all naively think that the snow monster will live in the snow peak. But is it possible? The snow monster does not necessarily have to live in the snow peak."

The general asked doubtfully:
"If the snow monster doesn't have long white hair and lives in a place without snow, can he endure it?"

"Not all snow monsters are the same. We still have to find out what kind of snow monsters we have."

Attilan broke off a branch from the only tree on the top of the snow.

"Wherever the tip of the branch points, we will go to that mountain to find it."

The swordsmith asked curiously:

"This is divination, right? Do you rangers know how to divination?"

"That's it."

The branches flew several times in the air, and after falling to the ground, they pointed to a mountain to the east.

Riding the giant wind eagle, the four of them landed on a large rock on the top of the green mountain.

"Look for it separately. If you have news, use your warriors' loud voices."

Half an hour later, I heard the swordsmith shouting excitedly.

"Found it! Found it!"

Attilan quickly came to the swordsmith and saw a wooden house.

A beautiful girl was treating the injured arm of a white-haired boy.

The white-haired boy was unusually handsome, and he was not even inferior to Attilan's transformed half-elf.

Looking at the white-haired boy in front of him, his expression suddenly looked strange.

"Is this a snow monster?"

(End of this chapter)