Chapter 465 Chapter 464 Another Way of Escape

"We have to avoid the village of abandoned children. Lissandra is sending people to look for us everywhere. He probably wants to take me back. It seems that I am quite important to that woman."

Behind the hidden snow hill, Lester briefly told Soraka who was crouching on the ground what he had discovered.

"In addition to the necessary patrolling guards, I also found many fighters of the Frostguard clan hiding in the trees and in the snow. Apparently, the mages of the Frostguard clan have spread the news everywhere. The fighters of the Frostguard clan already know about our situation. It looks like this, so even if Zoe stole the Frostguard pass, there is no way to easily leave the sphere of influence of the Frostguard clan, we must change the original action plan."

Rubbing her hands together, Soraka took two breaths of warm air into her stiff palms, her eyes sparkled, she seemed to be in love with adventure.

"Then what should we do?"

A northeast-southwest wavy line was drawn on the snow. Leicester clicked a point on the right side of the line, and another point on the lower left side of the line, which looks like [÷].

"The west and south of the Hanluo Mountains is the territory of the Avarosa clan. We will cross the Hanluo Mountains directly, bypassing the outposts and gathering places of the Frostguard clan."

Looking up at the cliff not far away, the cliff is the cold mountain that separates the inland of the Freljord from the sea of ​​ice. It is the largest mountain range in the Freljord. , except for the pilgrims and ascetics who are desperate and eager to be buried in ice, no one wants to go up the mountain to die in vain.

There are four major dangers on the ice fields of the Freljord, the savage bear tribe who believe in the thunder giant bear, the wild behemoth, the frost giant who is invulnerable and immune to frost magic, and the legendary snowman, no matter which one it is These dangers are enough to bury the bones of mortals under the ice, even the murderous bandits.

On the Cold Falling Mountains, there are the above four possible dangers, in addition to ironback frost wolves, frost spiders and other troublesome carnivorous hunters, which made Soraka doubt whether Lester's decision was correct You know, although he has the ability to recover, Lester is only at the level of ordinary mortals, and he only has a Demacia long sword and a simple repaired iron spear in his hand.

"Is it really safer for us to go directly over the mountains than to take a detour? I have heard that there are many scary things on the Hanluo Mountains. Maybe we should go further north to bypass the village of abandoned children, and then follow The sea of ​​ice goes south?"

Seeing that Soraka was still rubbing his hands and exhaling, Lester stretched out his fur cloak, and put the woman's cold, soft little hand inside.

His heart was suddenly frozen, and Lester shivered, his jaw chattering.

"Hiss...is it better?"

"Well, very, very warm."

Soraka nodded with a blushing face. The man's warm chest made her a little shy. Speaking of which, the man in front of her always did some embarrassing things in a serious manner, as if she really regarded herself as someone who knew nothing. She took good care of her like a baby, and it wasn't that Soraka didn't suspect that the man was playing with her feelings on purpose, but the emotional feedback from the astral spell was that the man didn't have any evil desires for him, only pure care and love. That's why she didn't refuse.

She didn't hate this kind of pure kindness.

"In fact, I have also considered the risk of this matter, but I heard that there is an ancient relic in the nearby Hanluo Mountain Range that can cross the Hanluo Mountain Range, maybe we can try to find information about the ancient relic in the nearby villages , It is much better to have a clear path than to act aimlessly, if it is too dangerous, we will choose to detour."

"Okay, I listen to you."

...

At the foot of the eastern foot of the Hanluo Mountains, a small village of only over a hundred people took root in this icy land. The villagers made a living by grazing and hunting, and were usually protected by the Frostguard Clan.

At sunset, two unknown guests came to the village. Called by the village chief, twelve young and middle-aged warriors armed with hunting spears and short bows gathered at the entrance of the village, and stopped the two foreigners with weapons and vigilance. down.

"Who are you! What are you doing in our village!"

The young warrior got a signal from the village chief and questioned the two of them impolitely. On the ice fields of Freljord, any carelessness would lead to fatal disasters, including unknown visitors.

Putting down his hood, Lester stood in front of Soraka and responded in skilled Freljord.

"We are from the Dalmo Plain, and we are not hostile to you. We are buying some food while inquiring about news. If the news is valuable, we will not treat you badly."

After waving to the young warrior, the strongest village head stood up.

"Gentiles, what can you give us?"

"You guys are not too far from Enks Town. I think you need these things. The money can be exchanged for a lot of good things in Enks Town."

Throwing the heavy money bag into the air, Lester smiled.

"Of course, in order to avoid unpleasant things, our transaction will be conducted at the entrance of the village. In this way, my fellow mages can also have a relatively safe environment. What do you think?"

Suppressing the greed in his heart, and observing the two people at the entrance of the village again, the village chief said in a deep voice.

"Young man, what do you want?"

"Some foods that are easy to store, and news about the ruins on the cold mountains."

Frowning, the village head recruited someone.

"Call Nugeta here. The village has raised him for so long, and it's time to make some contributions to the village. I hope what he said is true."

...

By the time they left the village, the two had turned into three, and an old Freljord named 'Nugta' joined the team, whose goal was the Hanluo Mountains.

In Lester's opinion, the old wizard of the Freljord was a little crazy.

"Old man, you said you know about the ruins, have you really been there?"

Nugeta was wearing a long stinky animal fur coat, and his hair was messed up like a bird's nest on a treetop. The old man had only one hand, and he was raising it in a serious manner at the moment.

"Can't say, can't say, can't say, I can hear the snowman's call, they are waiting for us, return to silence...Before arriving, you can't say anything..."

Hearing Nugeta's words, the corners of Lester's mouth became more curved.

"Lester, this old man may be really crazy. He is not pretending, which also means that his words have very low credibility."

"Soraka, if a kind-hearted boy with a simple personality can pass through the ruins, do you think we can pass through?"

Soraka froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Then it's no problem, just think of me as a prophet, just like you, a prophet who knows everything but can't do anything."