A temporary gathering place next to the manor stables.
Arwen puts on a new black leather jacket, gloves studded with silver nails, and tightens the belt.
Potions, silver chains, and silver swords----
The thumb of his right hand rubbed the ring inside the glove.
The spiritual power flows in, and the ferocious Dracolizard Golem and a twisted silver sword are stored in the space.
This was secretly taken back after he was released from Ad Kalai.
Under the influence of [Blade Perception], this School of the Wolf silver sword was completely destroyed by Dracolizard Golem's dragon flame.
Looks like I need to find a new silver sword."
With this in mind, he put the giant sword on his back and put on all his belongings.
Arwen untied the reins tied to the stakes and prepared to lead the mare out of the stable.
He felt someone approaching from behind.
He quickly turned around and saw that it was Holt, who had also put on a leather jacket.
He held a knight's sword in his hand. The scabbard was made of deerskin and engraved with exquisite patterns.
"Are you all ready?"
"Hmm.
Holt shook his head and glanced behind Arwen.
"No, not yet."
He handed the knight sword in his hand to Arwen.
"If I read it correctly, your silver sword should have flown away together with Dracolizard Golem."
"Take this silver sword."
Arwen took it with both hands and was slightly surprised.
The information brought by [Blade Perception] comes to mind.
It was the silver sword thrown by Holt during the last battle against Dracolizard Golem.
Hold the hilt of the sword with your right hand and slowly draw it out.
The snow-white and silver sword blade reflected his yellow cat eyes.
The runes were lit up one by one, flowing with a red-golden luster.
Holt stepped forward with a gentle tone.
"Her name is Thor Ivy. It's a very beautiful name, especially when touching the hilt of the sword, it's like holding a girl's delicate wrist."
Arwen's eyes linger on the sword.
Indeed, the hilt of the sword fits perfectly in the palm of the hand and is very comfortable to hold.
"Are you willing to give her to me?"
Holt said directly, "Of course I don't want to give up, but if she is allowed to follow me, an old man with sick legs, it will make me even more miserable."
"Arwen, you are a person worth trusting, please treat her well."
Arwen completely drew out the Thor Ivy sword without being pretentious.
"I will, Holt."
Holt smiled and nodded, "Do you know what the runes above mean?"
Arwen looked solemn, brushed the runes with his left hand, then raised the sword in front of his eyes and said loudly:
"Dubhenn haern am glandeal, morc"h am fhean aiesin.
"The light of my sword will pierce the darkness, and my edge will dispel the haze."
Holt's amber cat eyes burst into admiration.
"Yes, this is our School of the Wolf's wise saying."
"But as said before, it could be more elegant."
Hearing Holt's voice, Arwen's cat eyes suddenly condensed, and he felt excited.
"A flash of light cuts through the darkness, and the brightness breaks through the gloomy night."
The hilt of the sword was turned violently, the runes flashed, and the sharp sword energy slanted out.
"It seems that she likes you very much."
When Holt said this, there was obvious sourness in his tone.
Arwen put Thor Ivy back into the scabbard and said in a sincere tone, "I will not let down what I have entrusted to me."
Holt had a look of reluctance in his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.
"I know, after tonight, I will go back to Kyle Mohan.
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"I don't know when I will see you next time."
"By the way, I have an old friend who is working as an agent on the Westbound Landmark. His name is Mr. Timu Voronov."
"If you want to obtain information, or are bored and want to find some work, you can go to him. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
Tim Waugh Rono husband.
Arwen read the name silently.
"I noted it down."
After packing up the equipment and saying a brief farewell to everyone, Arwen followed Elena on the journey to Grey Rock Mountain.
Upper March There was a heavy snowfall last night, covering the pine forest in front of us with a thick quilt.
Horse hooves trampled through the snow, slowing down their progress.
Elena and Arwen walk side by side.
She was wearing a bearskin cape, and her eyelashes were covered with a layer of sparkling frost, which made her blue eyes shine even more brightly, and her thin red lips breathed out hot breath.
"It's really unexpected. I thought the Baron would send Geralt or a young demon hunter, but I didn't expect that the Baron would do it himself."
Arwen wore a hood, held the reins with both hands, did not speak, and simply hummed.
Elena Liu's eyebrows raised slightly, but he was not angry and continued.
"The Marquis asked me to say hello to you on his behalf and tell you some information."
Arwen raised his forehead, showing interest in his cat eyes.
"Does the Baron know the Euclid wizard?"
Arwen recalled it, and the figure of an old man appeared in his mind.
"I know, that old man with a white beard and eyes like poisonous snakes sitting in the corner of the Knights Hall."
Elena paused after hearing this and laughed, "This description is really appropriate."
"Euclid, the principal of Ban Ade Magic Academy."
"As he looks, he is very old."
Arwen knows this, male wizards are different from female sorcerers, the latter can use magic to transform their beautiful appearance.
Male wizards, on the other hand, do not deliberately maintain it. The older they are, the more it represents their knowledge and status.
Elena continued, "He and Atamont have a very good relationship in private, otherwise Atamont would not be able to achieve the position of provost at his age."
"If you kill him, he will be resentful of you, which is regarded as enmity."
"Although you now have the status of a baron and His Majesty values you very much, you still have to be careful."
"Euclid Although he won't do it openly, wizards have many invisible ways to kill people."
"Wizards always have to avenge themselves."
Arwen's eyes were slightly lowered, and he felt this feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake when he was in the knight hall.
He has no fear in his heart. If the soldiers come to cover up the water and earth, why should he still be afraid of him?
"Thank you, and thank you very much, Marquis, for your kindness."
Arwen thanks.
Elena hummed.
The two moved forward side by side.
Suddenly, Arwen raised his right hand and clenched his fist with the silver-studded glove.
Elena and the five knights behind him immediately tightened their reins and stopped the advancing horses.
As battle-hardened knights and commanders, they understood the meaning of this action.
The witcher discovered the situation.
Elena also noticed that not far ahead, the snow on a pine tree showed signs of falling, and it was obviously hit by something.
He took off the hornwood longbow from his back with his left hand, and took out an arrow from the quiver with his right hand.
The knights touched the hilts of their swords at their waists.
Arwen is shaking in both ears.
The rapid sound of stepping on the snow came from the pine forest, getting closer and closer.
He turned over and dismounted, reached over his shoulder, and drew out the silver sword.
With a Axii Sign in her left hand, she forcibly calmed the mare to prevent her from running away after being frightened.
Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he took a sip of hot air.
"Be careful, something is coming."