Chapter 482 [0477] Ino in the Freljord

Lux obviously has some ideas about the direction of the fur trade.

What she needs to do next is to carefully study whether these possibilities she has thought of are unrealistic fantasies or feasible realities.

And Lux ​​can think of these not because she is so talented - in fact, she can think of separating the leather industry from hunting, or using magic to process the fur in the final step, largely because of her experience in Zaun.

For Lux, she learned a lot in the three years in Zaun, including the part of Kalyal's face-to-face teaching and the subtle influence of the silent moistening.

It is precisely because of seeing the large-scale production and division of labor in Zaun and Piltover that after coming to Fosbyro, Lux almost subconsciously thought of using more advanced and efficient production methods to improve Fosbyro's current production methods.

As early as when she was still a model of Demacia nobles, Kalya told her that "more efficient and more stable production is the direction of civilization development", but it was not until she lived in Zaun for three years and walked all the way in Shurima that Lux really understood the meaning of Kalya's words.

In addition, independently and without Kalya's guidance, understanding the fur industry from multiple perspectives can also give Lux a new understanding of the "universal connection of things". Sometimes the truth is like this. You know it is right, and you understand it when it is put forward for you to analyze, but if you want to use it smoothly, you need more practice.

Theory without real support is destined to be empty and can only be mastered and understood by a few people. The unity of knowledge and action is the best way to transform the world. Kalya can teach "knowledge", and Lux ​​and Ino have personally walked through "action", so in Fosbyro, she can seem to easily propose an improvement direction that at least seems to have no problems to deal with the accumulation of fur that can be brought about by Freljord trade.

And this is exactly what Kalya hopes to see.

It is foreseeable that, in addition to supervising the excavation of the artificial lake and basic teaching, Lux's free time will be filled with the courses left by Kalya - from this perspective, the energy training that Kalya asked her to do in order to climb Mount Targon is somewhat like "using people as animals".

But Lux enjoys it. She believes that her current efforts will surely become an opportunity to change Fosbyro, and that's enough.

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While Lux was busy, Kalya, led by Ino, took supplies, left Fosbyro, and started to head north along the mountain pass.

Speaking of which, this trip to Freljord is also very interesting.

The ice mages of the 11th group all waited for Ino's command with trust.

Although the construction of the artificial lake has not been completed, the big pit has gradually taken shape, which everyone can see - for this Laxana-style plan (actually Kalya's plan), the ice elemental mages of the 11th group are quite confident.

Then, just when they were expecting to hear an ingenious plan from Ino, Ino's answer was "Learn Freljord language first."

Plan?

Planning also requires a foundation. You rookies who don't even know Freljord language, what intelligence can you collect?

Due to the tight time and heavy tasks, unlike the relaxed and happy previous literacy class, Kalya directly chose to increase the intensity and asked everyone to take the guide invited by Grandma Ling to travel together and learn while walking.

What, you said that learning while walking is too difficult, and traveling in the snow is hard and you don't have the heart to learn?

What a joke, didn't Kalya specially select so many ice elemental mages just to "be able to move freely in the cold winter of Freljord"?

Moreover, in order to make these ice elemental mages more motivated, Kalya also kindly set up a "controller" for them.

Inno also needs to learn Freljord language from scratch, and her learning progress will become an important indicator to motivate others - within three days of the journey, Inno can already use Freljord language to have daily conversations with the guide, which fully proves that Freljord language can be learned quickly!

Of course, Inno's Freljord language learning is somewhat cheating, because Kalya is also learning Freljord language at the same time, and Inno's learning results are almost the total results of her and Kalya.

However, objectively speaking, Freljord language is indeed relatively simple, the original kind of simplicity.

Even though it is one of the oldest languages ​​in Runeland, Freljord language still does not have a relatively complete and clear grammatical structure. According to the guide, Freljord language does not have long sentences.

There are adjective sentences used for description, but using more than two adjectives in a sentence can easily cause ambiguity, so most of the time, Freljord people like to use shorter sentences when communicating.

Therefore, in terms of rapid learning, Freljord language does have its own "unique" side. Mastering a large number of basic words and combining them in a way that is as unambiguous as possible will enable you to speak Freljord language.

So, seven days later, when the guide led the team to the Port of Porrel, all members of the team had almost the ability to communicate in Freljord language.

And this also means that the real intelligence gathering work can begin.

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Port of Porrel, tavern.

Recently, the Breath of Anivia has become stronger and stronger, and the snow has become heavier day by day. The sea near the port of Piriel is covered by a thick layer of ice.

In this kind of weather, unless you bring enough supplies and go far away from the port and deep into the ocean, even the ice trolls wielding big sticks and having brute force cannot open a hole in this layer of ice for ice fishing.

But Avarosa and the Claw of Winter are fighting. For the Walrus Tusk tribe in the port of Piriel, it is likely to encounter trouble if they rashly go to a place far away from the port for ice fishing at this time.

The combination of the two directly led to the extremely hot business of the tavern in the port of Piriel this year - the diving hunters who can't go ice fishing can only come to the tavern to pass the time by bragging in addition to having children at home.

The owner of the tavern has been collecting money and hemp recently - oh, no, there is no widely recognized "money" in Freljord, it should be said that he is collecting goods and hemp.

Although these divers are all black and fat, they actually have the most wealth among the Freljordians. If there is no war, the divers of the Walrus Tusk will take advantage of the winter when the oil of cold-water fish is the most abundant, and in the open ocean far from the coast, they will cover their bodies with walrus oil, and then open a hole in the ice cover that is not so thick and dive into the water.

Using specially processed fish bladders, these divers can move underwater for more than a quarter of an hour, which is enough for them to catch enough fish that have become sluggish due to the low temperature with their barbed harpoons.

Even the strongest hunters in the Walrus Tusk can unite to catch winter patrolling baitfish.

Although the fish oil of this ferocious fish is extremely precious, its ferocity is also quite amazing, and its danger level is often at the same level as sea worms. Even Bilgewater's professional fishing boats that can hunt various common sea monsters need to be equipped with professional harpooners to try to capture them.

In the cold winter sea, these diving hunters can take advantage of the time when the patrolling baitfish are the lightest and slowest to react after reproduction, and directly complete the underwater siege. Considering that the small tribe of Walrus Tusk does not have ice blood, this is undoubtedly a very amazing record.

The Walrus Tusk diving hunters with such fishing ability are naturally very rich. The fish they catch on ice are rare goods rarely seen in the market. In addition, the port of Piriel is close to Demacia, and occasionally there will be bold merchants going back and forth. Even if these diving hunters with special skills are slaughtered by merchants, they can still exchange for a lot of good things.

Therefore, even in this tavern called "Walrus Tears", a cup of strong beer that costs a few coppers in Demacia costs as much as ten pounds of herring, a total of more than 20 barrels were still sold this winter.

The deep-sea hunters who have nothing to do gather here and drink with stories, but just like the tavern owner cunningly adds water to the wine, the stories of these old fishermen are often obviously boastful.

"When I led the team to catch baitfish..."

"Come on, you only participated in one capture, and you were the one who cleaned up the dead fish!"

"How could it be a dead fish? A baitfish cannot die before it leaves the water!"

"So what?"

"What? They used to deal with the baitfish together, but when it comes to cleaning up, I come alone!"

"Isn't that a dead fish?"

"I'll say it again, a baitfish cannot die before it leaves the water!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

"You bastard, come and fight me!"

"Who's afraid of you?"

"..."

"..."

It turns out that drinking and fighting are often closely linked - for these bored diving hunters, using fists instead of talking is also a good way to relax and vent.

Then, just as the two guys were about to punch each other, the door of the tavern was opened, and the breath of Anivia mixed with snowflakes whistled in, making the two guys' heads a little clearer and their hands a little slower.

Seeing that the fight seemed to be going nowhere, some spectators vented their dissatisfaction on the person who suddenly opened the door.

"Newcomer, close the door quickly, I'm still waiting to see--"

Halfway through his words, the guy's voice stopped abruptly--because he clearly saw that among the people who came in one after another, the young woman in the middle had long silver-white hair and was only wearing a robe that looked very thin.

There is an iron rule in Freljord: the less you wear in winter, the harder it is to mess with.

And the more difficult to mess with than those who wear less are young people with silver-white hair, because this often means ice blood.

Although forty or fifty outsiders are not easy to mess with, compared with these young-looking ice travelers, the ice blood is more frightening.

So, after seeing Ino, who was wearing a long robe and long silver hair, enter the tavern, the whole tavern became quiet.

The Walrus Tusks in the Port of Puriel were only a small tribe with few warriors. They often had to rely on the Avarosa tribe, so for a young woman who might be of ice blood, these drunken diving hunters seemed to have sobered up.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

However, Ino was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he very naturally motioned to the 11 groups of ice mages to find a place to sit down, and he came to the dirty bar.

"One glass of sake per person, I don't want it." Ino knocked on the dirty bar with an expressionless face, and then threw an equally dirty package on the bar, "This, do you want it?"

The owner of the tavern glanced at the package and immediately showed excitement. He nodded hurriedly and stood up to pour the wine.

"Yes, yes." His hands and feet were particularly swift today, not like the lazy profiteer at ordinary times, "There are too many of these, I can exchange them for several barrels!"

"I don't want a barrel of wine." Ino shook his head, "I heard that the fish meat of Pulier is very good, I want to pickle the fish meat!"

The price finally made the tavern owner hesitate for a moment, but he soon began to nod.

"Okay, okay, no problem, these wines are my treat."

Then, just as Ino sat down with satisfaction and waited for the wine to be served, the drinkers who had recovered from their shock finally started to clamor.

"I've been drinking at your house for twenty winters since I got into the water, and you've never treated me to a drink!"

"That's right, that's right, your daughter got married and you only gave me a 10% discount!"

"You're such a stingy old man!"

"..."

"..."

Facing the noisy drinkers, the tavern owner poured and served the first batch of sake steadily, and shouted at everyone with a voice that overwhelmed everyone else.

"What are you yelling about? If you can find me a hundred ice troll canines, I can give you a free meal. If you can't, shut up!"

This shout was not only loud, but also had an immediate effect - all the drinkers shut their mouths and began to look at these deep icefield travelers with doubtful eyes.

One hundred ice troll canines, which means they killed at least twenty-five ice trolls. It doesn't sound like much, but considering the exaggerated recovery ability and amazing physical strength of ice trolls, this record is very impressive even for a small tribe.

Even if Walrus Tusk mobilized all its forces to trouble the Ice Trolls, it would not be easy to get these Ice Troll canines.

And now, this Icefield Traveler leader who looks like he has ice blood, offers a hundred Ice Troll canines...

Thinking of this, the drinkers of Walrus Tusk looked at these deep Icefield Travelers with more subtle eyes.

Karya's small class·Oil of the diving hunter:

In addition to walrus oil, some tribes also apply seal oil.

PS.51k/200k, EDG, ε=(ο｀*))) Alas.