Food Poems

Chapter 47: Frostwolf Tribe, God's Envoy Blackmail

October.

In the north, the cold wind is howling.

Crossing the continuous Jueling Mountains, you will enter the territory of the North. The narrow coastline brings cold currents and fishery resources, and the giant dragon snow mountain that runs through the north divides the empire into two territories, the North County Kingdom and the Ten Thousand Beasts Kingdom.

To the west of the Kingdom of North County, above the vast ice sea, is the pirates' paradise, the Ice Sea Kingdom.

Yeats rode on a pack horse, flipping through the "Ice Sea Saga" in his hand with great interest.

The reading progress has reached 100%, and the Northern language has been fully mastered.

Even the diplomats from the Kingdom of the Golden Lion who were sent to the northern border were not necessarily as good at speaking English as Yeats.

Ye Zhi passed the time reading a book. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lena coming around the front of the team. She was riding on the back of a tall winter wolf and said with a smile:

"We will arrive at Donghu City soon. Master Ye Zhi, it has been difficult for you recently."

Ye Zhi shook his head and smiled, "I should thank you for agreeing to let me go with you."

"We lost a lot of cargo on this trip, and several pack animals fell off the cliff. But we're finally reaching Winter Lake City." Lena's tone revealed a great deal of sadness.

"I believe that the gains from this trip will not disappoint you, Miss Lena." Ye Zhi said with a smile.

This is not groundless. In the plot, Lena's status in the Merchant Guild rose sharply thanks to this successful deal.

Lena wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the shrill sound of a military bugle.

woo-

When passing a mountain road, the caravan was forced to stop and the guards drew their weapons.

"Enemy attack!!"

On the top of the hill next to them, a group of wolf riders numbering about twenty appeared. The orc in the lead was a burly man with protruding fangs, wearing a fur armor and carrying a large sword on his shoulder. Under his crotch was a frost wolf. Behind him, orcs and half-orcs wore animal bones on their heads, had fierce eyes, held scimitars or war hammers, and rode giant wolves, ready to move.

"Roar--"

The leading orc grabbed the giant sword in one hand, the sword hitting his shoulder armor, and roared something loudly.

After a lot of chatter, the caravan guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lena ordered: "Hurry up and ask the accompanying wizard to come over and use the spell of 'Language Comprehendence' on me! Quickly!"

Ye Zhi glanced at the orc and translated, "He said to let the red-haired woman come out. They want to meet with the red-haired woman of the Iron Oath Guard."

Lena's eyes flashed with surprise.

With a mixture of surprise and uneasiness, he looked at the woman in the eagle helmet not far away: "Sir Hild, according to your opinion..."

"I'll handle it."

The red-haired woman rode a white horse and walked alone to the front. Her blood-red battle robe fluttered in the wind. Her eyes under the eagle helmet and visor were coldly staring at the leading orc.

The wind was howling and the battlefield was grim.

'Storm Wolf' Kuska's eyes were heavy. Before coming here, he had suspected that the descendants of the Red Haired King were just rumors, but when he saw it with his own eyes, all his doubts were dispelled.

The red-haired emperor who conquered the three kingdoms in the north swore an oath not to trim or cut his hair until he claimed the throne. When his army swept through the north like a storm, he let his red hair dance like a lion.

This woman, with hair as colorful as flames and a sharp edge honed from the brutal battlefield, must be the descendant of the Red-Haired King!
Kuska felt a little excited in his voice, and the warlike blood in his body was surging. He said hoarsely:

"You, are you here for the throne?"

Whether the other party answers yes or no, a bloody war will be launched.

Kuska would rather she came for the throne, in which case his wolf cavalry could join her army and fight their way out in this increasingly dull kingdom.

All it takes to start an army is two simple words: orthodoxy!
The Red-haired King is the orthodox of the North. Even Tyr, the god of war and justice, will not object to supporting his descendants to ascend the throne!

But if the answer is no, King Harrag the Iron-arm will not allow a proponent of the throne to stay in the country. Her head can be exchanged for a priceless reward!

Kuska waited for the red-haired woman's answer.

Unexpected.

The answer is not yes or no.

Hildreth raised the rapier in his hand, the tip of the sword reflecting the light of the setting sun, and said coldly:

"Stand back, or come up and die."

Clang!
Behind Hildreth, more than a dozen Iron Guards put on their visors, holding battle axes, looking awe-inspiring.

The whole place was silent.

The overwhelming military might caused the Wolf Cavalry's mounts to growl in agitation.

Kuska was stunned for a while, then a smile slowly spread across his lips. This was the bearing of a king.

She is like a red-hot iron sword. Just imagine what kind of reaction it will cause if she is thrown into the icy pond in the north!
"Red Hair, if you need any help, feel free to contact the Frostwolf Tribe!"

Storm Wolf Kuska pulled the reins and turned the Frostwolf around. Having received a satisfactory answer, he laughed loudly:
"What the Frostwolf Tribe wants is simple: gold coins and battles!"

Just as Kuska was about to lead the team away, Lena and the others breathed a sigh of relief and a calm voice was heard.

"Wait a minute."

The silver-haired boy rode a packhorse in front of the team surrounded by wolves and said:

"You intercepted the caravan and disrupted our travel plans. Isn't it unreasonable not to give us some compensation?"

compensate?

Kuska seemed to have heard a huge joke, and the wolf riders behind him were also laughing so hard that they were rolling on the ground.

"Do you know what you are saying? How dare you ask us for compensation, little brat?"

Ye Zhi: "We are carrying the mission of the Goddess of Winter. We should have entered Winter Lake City by now, but we have been delayed because of you. I wonder if you are up to the responsibility?"

As he spoke, Ye Zhi took out the holy emblem of the Goddess of Winter and glanced at Gray beside him.

Gray had already known the plan, and cast the blessing of 'Frost Weapon', condensing cold air in her palm, freezing the holy emblem on the hand axe, and then throwing it out.

Boom!
The hand axe spun and embedded itself in a fir tree next to Kuska. The snow fell and the axe handle vibrated hummingly.

A hint of surprise flashed across Kuska's eyes, and his gaze gradually became serious as he glanced at the hand axe that had sunk into the fir tree.

The holy emblem of ice and snow on the snow-white axe was shining brightly.

The worship of the Winter Goddess is extremely popular in the North, including among the Frostwolf tribe.

The magic contained in this holy emblem of ice and snow is particularly astonishing. It seems to have sensed the anger of the messenger of winter and instantly froze the entire fir tree into an ice sculpture!
Kuska's pupils contracted, and he suddenly turned his head in surprise and looked at the silver-haired boy at the foot of the mountain.

he?
The messenger of the Winter Goddess?
Kuska was about to reach out to touch the hand axe and check the holy emblem on the axe, but the axe flew back into Gray's hands out of thin air.

at the same time.

Ye Zhi's mind moved, and a summoning plane emitting frost slowly opened. Before the real body was seen, the roar of the snow leopard was already heard from it.

"Woo——"

Kuska's face suddenly darkened.

The snow leopard sacred beast plus the holy emblem of ice and snow, the identity of the god's messenger is undoubtedly true. His identity and background are even more than that of the descendants of the red-haired king!
"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Kuska ordered his brothers to retreat.

If you can't afford to offend, can you afford to hide? !

"Where can we retreat to under the watchful eyes of the Winter Goddess?"

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "I think your sword is quite good. As an offering to the Winter Goddess, I'm sure she will be satisfied."

Kuska: “…”

It's obvious that you want to take it for yourself!

The orc sighed heavily, took off the heavy sword from his shoulder, and threw it down the hillside along with the scabbard.

Then, Kuska looked at Yeats with a complicated look.

How could a human rob an orc?
This matter must not be spread out, otherwise I will become a laughing stock!
"withdraw!"

In an instant, the wolf cavalry disappeared into the coniferous forest.

Hildesh looked at Yeats and fell into deep thought.

Blackmailing the orcs actually succeeded... Yeats' lobbying ability is also extraordinary.

"This sword looks like it could be sold for a lot of money!" Gray came over excitedly, holding the scabbard.

Ye Zhi stretched out his hand, wanting to weigh it, but his shoulders suddenly sank and he let go of his hand expressionlessly.

"Is it very heavy?" Gray tossed it in her hand and asked curiously, "Shouldn't it be heavy?"

Ye Zhi: “…”

You are a dragonborn, and you have extraordinary strength!

"The identity of a divine emissary is quite useful. I wonder if I can find a few more holy emblems in the future."

Ye Zhi looked down at the orc's scabbard and thought to himself:
"The local specialties I promised to bring to Phocas have finally been found..."

(End of this chapter)