The precious Obsidian is a land resource that any noble would envy. Such wealth is enough to maintain an extraordinary army, but the war also shattered the only Extraordinary Legion on this land.
The difficulties and troubles faced by the Carlos Family are far more than they appear on the surface, and the discord with the royal family MacReynolds is even more vivid.
But this is not the biggest trouble. The most critical point is that Carlos needs to transport Obsidian further east, to the territory of Elves, in order to trade for the extraordinary potion that can only be brought by Elves.
This process is very bumpy and requires military escort. However, now Carlos Family no longer has a strong military that can do all this.
First of all, it is not feasible to send a large number of ordinary troops, because there are many noble territories along the way. The huge size of the army will make those nobles nervous and mistakenly think that the war is about to begin.
In the past, Carlos arranged for the Divine Wind Legion's team to escort him. Only elite knights could deliver Obsidian to Elves's hands, and then come back with what Carlos Family needed.
The letter Ryan wrote to Carlos was for this matter, starting with Baron Mendes and Baron Dean, discussing the possibility of cooperation with Grand Duke Carlos.
"This Ryan!"
In the castle hall of the Carlos Family, there are many members of the direct lineage. The elderly Grand Duke can no longer preside over the meeting clearly. The change of power belonging to the family is also proceeding in an orderly manner. However, everyone knows that the transition of power is never calm and unruffled.
There are also a lot of contradictions within these people.
Sanctuary Knight Ian·Carlos is the current anchor of this family. Especially after the Divine Wind Legion is destroyed, Sanctuary Knight's attitude can determine the future status of many people.
However, the grand duke with cloudy eyes ordered him not to participate in any struggle at the critical moment. He stayed away from the power of the family but clung to the training of the knights and the control of the army.
The advantage is that Carlos stabilized for a short period of time, and the disadvantage is that no one can make a final decision about the transportation incident of Obsidian this year.
"There is an unforgivable hatred between us and Ryan. His army must not be allowed to escort our caravan. Moreover, we still don't know what Ryan's purpose is. He definitely has no good intentions."
Some people said loudly, but others retorted.
"Ryan is also a noble recognized by the Sera Kingdom. The war is over. We are now followers of the Sera Kingdom. Do we also have hatred between us and King?"
"It's better to invite the royal family. Griffin Legion can help us get through this winter faster."
The two voices actually represent the two directions within the Carlos Family now. Some want to get rid of the kingdom, while others rely on the new kingdom to gain power from others.
In the middle, Grand Duke Carlos was drowsy, and the eldest son Huo Nan Carlos next to him looked at the people arguing and couldn't help but frown.
This is not the scene that should appear, because whether they are direct lineage or collateral lineage, knights or commoners, they are all subjects of the aristocracy. They do not have such great power, nor the power of such a loud voice. The final word of the aristocracy is often the factor that determines everything.
But today, these people dared to make a fuss in front of the Grand Duke.
Is it because his father no longer understands many things, or is it because he is still just the successor and has not yet fully become Grand Duke Carlos?
Why do these people think that their decisions can represent the Grand Duke and themselves?
"That's enough!"
Roaring out angrily, Huonan Carlos looked at the people arguing. Under his gaze, everyone's heads lowered. Everyone knew who the power was born from. They were too radical just now to regard themselves as the masters.
However, the eyes of some of them flickered, and their purpose of provoking disputes was not simple.
"I have decided to agree to Baron Ryan's request and let his army escort Obsidian to the Woodlands."
The Woodlands is a place name, but it is extremely vast. To the east of human civilization, there is the vast the Forest, which is called the Woodlands.
Humanity has tried to occupy it, but the wars with Elves have ended in failure time and time again.
In the past, Elves would also appear in the human world. After the war, Elves no longer appeared, and it was difficult for humans to enter the Woodlands and come out safely alive. The conflicts between races gradually became irreconcilable.
Interests are one of the few connecting points. Wealth like Obsidian cannot be given up even by Elves.
Carlos Family doesn't know what the purpose of Ryan is. Even if he agrees to Ryan's suggestion, he is extremely vigilant. But in fact, the purpose of Ryan is very simple, that is, one way.
A complete road into the Woodlands that Carlos has taken over hundreds of years.
"The Church seems unwilling to start a war, so Lord Ryan gave us a new mission."
Apia said to Borgeld. The tall Armored Bear stood up and slapped the shiny ore.
The raw platinum is exposed and was mined in a very crude way.
"Go to the world of Elves?"
Borgeld opened her eyes wide. She had never seen Elves. She heard that Empire and Elves slaves were traded in the past.
Fifty Armored Bear Warrior and fifty ordinary soldiers went to the Carlos Family. After Armored Bear showed his strength, Carlos no longer hesitated. Divine Grace Festival was about to arrive, and they had to send Obsidian as soon as possible.
"Divine Grace Festival is almost here."
On Rhino Horn Mountain, Ryan sounded a little emotional. This year seems to have been extremely long. After experiencing too many things, the year is finally coming to an end.
In his hand, he held an invitation letter from Count Winter. Count Winter's second son was going to hold a coming-of-age ceremony at Divine Grace Festival. He attached great importance to this second son. Ryan had faintly heard rumors among the nobles. Maybe Winter Family's second son would be the one to talk about it in the future.
Ryan I don't know why this is happening, Winter Family What happened? White Feather·Winter, the successor of the Winter Family, are they dead?
Avril stood next to Ryan and said with some doubt.
"During Magic Academy, there was a rumor that appeared for a while, and I heard Grand Mage people talking about it."
"It is said that there is a demon Mages who has gained the favor of Great Being. His flesh and blood body has transformed into Elemental Body, and he is still a noble."
"The rumor did not mention the identity of the noble. I just know that the person seems to be from the north."
"Demon Mages's Elemental Body is like Master Brock's body that never tires. It is the best blessing for Demon Mages, comparable to Legendary Boon."
"What's the price?"
Ryan asked, he really didn't know much about the world of magic.
"Gradually losing everything a person has, everything looks like elements. The demons Mages call this kind of life Fairy."
"The natural Fairy is a good partner of the demons Mages. They can help the demons Mages produce many magical crops, especially those materials that have extremely demanding environmental requirements. No one can grasp the acquired Fairy because their thinking surpasses that of humans."
"Fairy, interesting."
Ryan was about to leave for Count Winter's territory. After no longer focusing on one thing, Ryan found that there seemed to be more things going on.
Fortunately, he only made the beginning of many things, and left the rest to whether Goddess Fate favors it or not.
For example, at this moment, Lawrence and Coney are in the north. They are holding the ice blue sword Frostmourne and struggling for life and death in the north, waiting for the judgment of their fate.
Werewolves rushed out of the wind and snow from all directions. Lawrence held swords in both hands and stared at these Werewolves with slightly bent legs. Several Werewolves corpses had fallen around him, and their blood was covered by the wind and snow. However, such wind and snow also blocked Lawrence's retreat.
He can't run away, he can only survive by fighting and killing these Werewolves.
"Come on!"
Lawrence took the initiative to attack. His figure kept flashing in the wind and snow, and Werewolves fell in front of him. As more than half of the Werewolves fell, the remaining Werewolves let out an unwilling roar, turned around and fled into the depths of the hazy wind and snow.
"Hoo~ho~"
Lawrence was breathing heavily. He was extremely tired, but he didn't dare to sit down. He was not sure whether there was Werewolves watching in the dark, or it was not just Werewolves.
Pack your own bags, especially the warm carbon stone, which is a material purchased from Frozen Earth Territory. It can be stored in Northern Lands for a long time. Things used for heating are crucial here.
He couldn't stay where he was. Although the wind and snow would cover up a lot of the smell of blood, the noses of Northlands's beasts and Magical Beast's had also evolved, and those with poor sense of smell had died more than a hundred years ago.
Back in the hidden cave, Lawrence lit the bonfire and extinguished the flames. He put the carbon stone into it. He only needed the temperature. The excess flames would cause enemies to appear. This was the lesson he learned in just a few days.
After relaxing, Lawrence began to think about another question.
How long does he need to survive in Northlands.
Ryan did not give him a goal, but Divine Grace Festival was about to arrive, and Lawrence also wanted to go back and reunite with his family before Divine Grace Festival.
It's just that he doesn't know when he can set off.
Master Baron Ryan asked him to enter Northlands. What exactly did he want him to achieve?
After thinking for a long time, Lawrence covered the bonfire with snow and fell into a deep sleep.
When the next day comes, the sunlight does not mean much to Northlands, because the brightness of Northlands is not low at night. During the day, when the sunlight shines down, the world is not colorful, only deathly white.
It's this color every day, it's wind and snow every day, Lawrence can't imagine how humans can survive in such a world.
It is already not easy for him to live here alone.
The questions he was thinking about last night still echoed in Lawrence's mind. Maybe his mind became much clearer after a night's sleep. Lawrence thought of what Ryan said to him before.
"There are also people from the Mayers Family who entered Northlands. They are adventurers registered by the Northern Kingdom's Braveheart Guild and will bring back wealth in Northlands."
Lawrence plans to look for these people, because they also entered Northlands from Frozen Earth Territory. Logically speaking, the direction will not be too far from him.
Just do it. After having a purpose, time passed much faster. Lawrence simply identified the direction and walked deeper into Northlands.
Northlands There is no road. It is normal to move forward through the snow. Of course, falling down is also normal.
Without paying attention, Lawrence fell towards the huge hole. Lawrence, who was calm and panicked, inserted the long sword into the ice. The sharp Frostmourne easily penetrated the ice wall. As the snow fell, Lawrence was suspended in mid-air.
Under his feet was a huge ice cave. He was hanging at a height of at least twenty meters from the cave floor. From the intricate gaps in the ice beneath his feet, it could be seen how deep it was.
Lawrence naturally did not want to fall. He tried hard with both hands to climb up to the ground with the support of his long sword, but at this moment, a rumble like a sound of thousands of horses galloping came from above his head. There was only one thing that could make such a sound in Northlands.
That's an avalanche.
Lawrence's body was also stiff at this moment. He was hesitating whether to go up or down. Finally, listening to the roar that was getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and kicked on the ice wall. He drew out the long sword and fell downwards.
Knight's Greatsword once again inserted himself into the ice wall at the critical moment, slowing down Lawrence. He was a knight, but not an immortal knight. As the roar of the avalanche above his head became louder and louder, cracks appeared in the ice wall, and more and more ice blocks collapsed. Lawrence could not use the force, and the whole person fell down and hit the smooth ice surface.
Holding on to a crack, Lawrence didn't fall into an even more desperate gap below.
"I just stepped on a pit, it didn't cause an avalanche, right?"
Lawrence said unconfidently, and then he heard a deafening roar of a dragon coming from above his head.
Looking up, I saw huge wings in the vague gap. Dragons spread its wings and soared over Sky-rank. Frost Dragon Arryris didn't know why they were so crazy. They kept roaring in the wind and snow, the dragon's roar resounded, and the whole world shivered under the majesty of Dragons.
Lawrence The same was true for the ice under his feet. The cracks in the trembling ice became larger and larger. Finally, the moment the avalanche arrived above him, the ice under his feet cracked again.
Looking from the sky, a huge crack appeared on the ground of Northlands, stretching tens of thousands of meters in length, and even more than two thousand meters wide at its widest point, forming a huge Rift.
I don't know what is in the depths of Rift, but Dragons in the sky is roaring crazily. It is staring at the depths of the crack, but it is still unwilling to enter it to find the answer that only it may know.
Dragons's reaction, the tremor of the earth, caused a large range of movement, and beings from all directions began to rush towards here, trying to find precious wealth.
In the depths of Rift, Lawrence opened his mouth wide and looked at the frozen Dragons skeleton in front of him in shock.
"One end, two ends..."
Lawrence received a noble education, and knowledge was not a luxury for him, but at this moment, just the simplest numbers made him so depressed that he couldn't breathe.
"Ten heads, ten heads Dragons died here?"
Ten pairs of Dragons's skeletons were actually frozen here, and looking at the appearance of the skeletons, these Dragons seemed to have been frozen alive before they were alive, and their fear and struggle were sealed in the bones. Lawrence saw some gathering their wings and trying to take off, but at the last moment they seemed to have met their death.
Similarly, the other nine heads Dragons are also similar. In the process of struggling, escaping, and resisting, they were all instantly frozen, their flesh and blood disappeared, and only their bones were left to record everything.
But is that all? No, Lawrence looked in the direction of the Dragons that finally resisted, and a larger Dragons skeleton appeared in his eyes. Only part of this corpse was exposed, and most of the rest was hidden in the falling snow, but Lawrence could still see the weirdest thing.
That Dragons is sitting on a huge throne like a human being. On its head is a shining crown, which belongs to Dragons alone. Because it is too big, the largest gem in the human world may not be set in that crown.
It looked like a human being, but it looked like Dragons. This scene made Lawrence freeze in place.
Dragons, adulthood is the life of Legendary, the terrifying existence at the top of the food chain, but they all died here.
Moreover, Dragons is lonely, and there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, unless there is one male and one female. But for Dragons, it is difficult to accommodate even one male and one female.
Lawrence wants to get closer there, even though he can see everything at a glance now, but just like outside and inside the mountain peak, he still has a long way to go before he can reach the top of the mountain.
But at this moment, there was a roar from behind. Lawrence turned his head, and a gray-skinned Goblin rushed toward him holding a picked-up metal weapon.
Behind it, there are more such monsters.