Hey, King!

2021-08-31

Chapter 227 Chapter 227 Draw a circle

Leaving the glacier, the snow field is no longer completely bare , occasionally a tenacious tree or two will appear. They are like sentinels in the north, proudly facing the vast snow field. The original plan was to go hunting after getting the fuel, but after seeing these solitary trees, Hiloai still softened.

"Put your axe down! Let's go further south and stop chopping it." Elf in the bones still likes trees. "Are there any litter? Wouldn't it be okay to collect those?"

Not only the trees but also the nearby animals were saved. After the death of White Dragon, the animals seemed to have senses, and they began to return to their original habitats one after another, and many passed them by. In addition to the animals, the Manahawk has also noticed some Barbarian Races trying to hunt these animals, presumably from nearby tribes. Although it was possible to try to get fuel from them, Dagon felt that there was no need to make extra troubles, after all, the camp of the Elven Prime Minister should not be far away.

Two days later, Shiroai, who was on a routine investigation, suddenly groaned and covered his forehead. Dagon thought she was hit by a splash of ice and hurriedly asked.

"The mana eagle was shot, and there should be a spell division nearby." Shiroai rubbed his forehead and said, "I'm fine, but the mana has been impacted. Well... Dagon, stop for a while. Stop."

Dagon pulled on the reins lightly, lowered the brake rake, and the pack began to slow down, stopping shortly after. He brushed off the snow on his body and came to Shiroai. He saw that Shirouai was concentrating on casting some kind of spell, so he took out the frozen meat block from the supply, cut it into small pieces with a knife, and threw it to the dogs.

The pink flame burns in the palm of Shiroai's palm, constantly shooting pink meteors upwards. After a while, some small meteors also appeared behind the hill on the left side of the direction they were heading, which was a response to them. Shi Luoai looked at it carefully, and then said: "There is the sorcerer of the elves, and they are defending the perimeter. We have to go over there and ask what the situation is."

"Okay, wait for me later. Two minutes, let them all eat." Dagon continued to throw pieces of meat, and the sled dogs seemed to know that the rest time would not be too long, chewing and swallowing hard one by one, and not competing with each other. "What spell is your name, and how do you communicate by launching small meteors?"

"The secret seal of the mage, the spell of the association, is actually an encrypted way to indicate your identity." Shiloai said: "If you Pass the Academy exam and graduate as a mage, and you can learn this spell. This spell has confidentiality requirements, so I can't tell you more about it."

"Probably understand. , like a firework signal or a semaphore." Dagon saw that all the dogs had pieces of meat in their mouths, and put the stuff back ready to go. "Actually, the horn is the same, and it is more convenient."

"The only one who can find and shoot down the mana eagle is the spell, so I use the magician's secret seal." Shiroai pointed in a direction and said : "They're over there, take your time, I'll have to see if there's any spell traps around."

If Dagon has the conditions to camp, he'll also put some bear traps, rope traps and alarms and the like, so he totally understands the practice. He slowed down, allowing the dog to turn and dodge at any time, while also using the earth's hearing to detect.

Through the battle with White Dragon, Dagon already knows that the so-called earth hearing is dragon sense, and he can even use the dragon sense signal emitted by White Dragon to generate environmental perception. The influence of any monster bloodline is wrong, the dragon's bloodline has not run away, the scales on his chest are dragon scales, he will not get drunk, the fire resistance is very high, and the Fire Element physique is obtained from the dragon bloodline.

There is one less thing to worry about, and you no longer have to worry about whether you will suddenly have the madness of monsters.

"Turn to the right..." Before Shiroai finished speaking, the sleigh was already changing direction. She looked at Dagon and asked, "How did you find the spell trap?"

"I felt the ground was not safe over there, so I chose to go this way, where is the spell trap?" Dagon shook Shaking his head, he said, "I really didn't find the trap, it just didn't feel right."

"This battlefield intuition is really terrifying. Maybe you also have the ability to predict?" Shiloai said with a smile.

The two turned left and right, and after a while, they saw an elf appearing on the opposite hillside and waving to them. The elf wore a cloak of pure white, suitable for concealment in the current environment. With his guidance - though not necessary - Shiloh and Dagon came to their camp.

"The neighborhood is blocked, you have to take a detour." An elf sorcerer that Shiroai had never seen said: "This is an order from the Prime Minister, no one can approach the activity area, and the offender executes without any mercy."

"I knew that those who brought such a camp must have a big move." Shiloai said: "If I have something important to report to the Prime Minister, I can do it. Is it?"

The mage was obviously the leader of this small outpost, and he shook his head resolutely. "It can't be done now, and even we can't go inside. You can leave a letter, and someone from the inside will come out to send us supplies every few days. We can teach him the letter and send it in, but when will there be I won't know if I reply. And you can't stay here during this period..."

"It's better to go back to Myris! I can't wait." Shiroai said: "I Leave a farewell letter, you can't leave without saying a word, it's not polite, and you will be taught a lesson when you turn back - tell me how to get around."

The map was taken out, and the mage used his slender fingers on the A short arc was lightly drawn on it, and Shiloh stared wide-eyed. "Do you want me to walk at least 300 kilometers more in this environment? Is this the distance of a completely flat road regardless of terrain factors?"

"I'm sorry, but this is the only way to go." That The Master said: "The actions at this time are very important. The Prime Minister's order has only four words: Do not make mistakes. Well... I can reveal a little more: this time, the French army is responsible for defense, and every tree beard is responsible for the defense. in the vicinity."

Dagon didn't understand what the terracotta troops and treebeards were, but Shiroai, sucked in a breath of cold air, clearly understood. "Hey... such a great generosity! Why didn't I see it when I was in the camp?"

"The camp is just conspicuous." The mage said: "I suggest you hit the road as soon as possible and take advantage of the Barbarian in the north. Race hasn't reacted yet. Once they begin to stir, a huge blizzard will occur, preventing any attempt to march. A sled alone can still go, but that can be pretty dangerous too. Nice weather There are not many days left."

There is still snow outside, and the cold wind blows day and night. If this is "good weather", the power of wind and snow disasters must not be underestimated. Dagon frowned and thought for a moment, then asked, "Do you have any extra fuel and food?"

The elves ignored him until Shiroai asked again, before they said: "I can only give you some kerosene. It has styling wax added to it, and it's lumpy at this temperature, making it easy to carry around. I can only give you vein biscuits, which can roughly divide you..."

Open a bag of dark green, there are many pancakes wrapped with leaves of Musaceae plant, and the bag is about 100 yuan. "I'll give you eight dollars. If there's more, we may not be able to hold on to the next supply."

"You won't have only these." Shiloai shook her head and said, "Forget it, I don't. I'll take it from you. Tell me the location of the next outpost, and I'll scour it along the way."

"I can't say that, and we don't know. Receive orders alone."

"Nader van der Hearn really likes to do it." Shiloh snorted, "Actually I have a way: just get in a little bit and someone will come. Find me, and I can know the location of the post."

"I advise you not to try this. As far as I know, some posts are used for warning, such as ours. But some posts have The duty is to destroy, they don't reveal themselves at all, they don't listen to your cries, the only order is to kill the intruder. Don't try, they kill first, then destroy the corpse and evidence, and never report it up. If you die, you will die in vain."

"It's really annoying. If you don't tell me in advance when we meet, it will waste my time!" Shi Luoai pointed to the food and fuel packed by the sentry, indicating Dagon took it and said to him: "You go to load the car first, and I will write a letter scolding him." That is to say, in less than three minutes, he had just tied things up and covered them with canvas, and Shiroai came out.

"They really don't know anything, so we'll have to take a detour—hopefully we'll be back in time to process the gifts." Shiloai frowned asked, "Dagon, can we speed up? "

Dagon thought for a while, then nodded: "We can take shifts. You control the sled during the day, and I will take the time to rest and reserve mana. When I'm in good shape, I'll use a puppet mount to take it with me." You."

He also drew a circle with his fingers, and inside the circle were Shiloh and the sled dog. "Like when we avoided the frost giants. The sled dogs and I take turns resting and working, which should save about half the time."

"It's enough to save 1/4/2022, Don't be too tired." Shi Luoai agreed to this method, and then took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat. "What are you waiting for? Come on up! You're not worried that I can't drive a sleigh, are you? I've been staring at you for days, I've learned it!"

"You fix yourself up , don't fall. Also, trust the dog's intuition, they can get around the frozen crevice." Dagon said: "You don't use spell to force the dog's mind, it's dangerous."

"Okay, Try to trust your dog's instincts, huh? I'll do it." Shiloh took the reins when he was done, looked left and right, and asked, "I remember there was a brake? Where was it?"

"Under the left foot, a little further forward... yes! Hook it up with your foot and the rake behind won't grab the ground." Dagon lay in the cart, comfortably under the blanket. "Actually, this is what I earned. I don't need to huddle with the dog when I sleep."

"Bah! Actually, you lost a lot of money! You could have been... idiot!" Shiloh rolled the eyes , flung a pink flame, and the sled dog pulled them on the road.

(end of this chapter)