An hour later.
A convoy went up and down the mountain from Mount Carbon overnight, until halfway up the mountain, one person was forced to leave the convoy alone.
Fortunately, there was no Blizzard this night, which made the difficult journey a little smoother.
In the silent night, the owl eagle keeps chirping, which makes people feel chilly.
Eyck's footsteps made a rustling sound on the snow.
He had a downcast face, clenched his fists, holding a handful of gold coins in his palms, and the vicious face of Ivar appeared in his mind.
Just now, he raised the issue of remuneration to Ivar.
This was decided before going up the mountain. As long as you escort the convoy of Ivar to Mount Carbon safely, you can get twenty crowns.
This price can be said to be quite cheap.
On the way, they also encountered the harpy. The battle was quite difficult, but Eyck relied on the fear of life and death to lead the convoy out of the siege. Even so, they did not ask for an increase in reward.
Even when facing the red dragon, he is still the one at the front.
However, the treacherous businessman deducted his remuneration on the grounds that he had damaged the relationship between Targo and the Mahakam dwarf clan and caused a lot of losses.
Especially the other party's vicious words made him suffer a lot.
"Remuneration? You damn knight! You actually have the nerve to ask me for a reward?"
"Think about it, why the spear in your hand can break through the dragon's scales is because of our Targo technology! And the dragon-killing arrows! Otherwise you would have become a piece of dragon dung!"
"Think about that dying beast, it was because of your escape that you ruined my good deeds!"
"Get away from me, you bastard who is full of holy books! Let me tell you this, you can't even get a penny from me!"
Targo's knights stood behind him. Whenever he made any movement, he would face a siege.
Later, he was kicked out of the convoy, without even a horse, and could only walk down the mountain in the cold weather.
These gold coins in his hand were given to him secretly by the hostess of the team who couldn't stand it.
Eyck took a long breath of hot breath and turned into white mist.
His eyes were confused, but he was still chanting the Bible softly.
He read it over and over again, his voice became increasingly passionate, and his eyes became fiery again.
"It is said in the Holy Scriptures: The shadow of strong wine obscures the light and leads people astray and away from virtue."
"On this road of evolving the world and eradicating filth and demons, I must never stop or fall!"
The evening wind blew up the snow on the ground and drifted into his chainmail.
Suddenly, he felt a warmth, as if he saw the light of fire.
Wrong!
He turned his head suddenly, and a fire broke out in the direction the motorcade left, lighting up the entire sky.
The flame was different from the ordinary ones, it was extremely coquettish and blue.
His face instantly turned ferocious, "It's the mutant dragon lizard!"
Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the convoy's position.
Raven stood on the treetop, Eyck's body reflected in his pupils, and he shook his head.
Arwen took in all this scene and twitched his lips.
He admitted that faith is very important to a person, but is it really so evil?
Just now he seemed to be in a state of shock, but after reciting a few verses from the Holy Scriptures, he was resurrected with full health?
Looking at this posture, it seems that he still wants to save people.
He shook his head to show that he didn't understand.
But in this world full of filth, full of unruly people and blood-sucking nobles, it is rare and precious to have such a pure hero.
As for Ivar, he has long been unhappy, so it's time to deal with him.
Team Targo, the atmosphere seemed very depressing.
Ivar and Zerika are sitting in a luxurious carriage. There is a fireplace in the carriage, and the flames are burning, making this small space warm like spring.
Zerika still remained dignified, without any major mood swings.
This time I come to Mount Mahakam, she is a complete vase.
If this [Lead Ring] hadn't belonged to Margraviate of Talgar, she wouldn't have used it at all to gain reputation.
Ivar looked gloomy. This mission could be said to be a complete failure.
Now I don't know how to explain it when I go back.
Damn! Damn the dwarves! They're not even allowed to stay the night!
Sure enough, those who are not my race should be eradicated completely!
He cursed fiercely in his heart.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the inertia caused his head to hit the carriage.
"Ouch!"
After wailing, he reached out and opened the heavy car curtain.
"Asshole! Marcus! What are you doing!?"
The knight driving the car, the retinue Marcus, had a trembling voice.
"Mr. Ivar, you, look!"
Ivar looked along his hand.
A gray-white monster stepped out of the shadows of the woods.
It shook its neck up and down, and its sharp teeth bit through the shoulder bone of a servant. In just the blink of an eye, the latter's shoulder bone was broken.
Shoulder torn off.
"Ah!"
Fierce screams echoed through the forest.
The knights in the convoy swarmed forward, and with the gathering of torches, they illuminated the shadows ahead.
The monster roared, and warm blood fell down its skin and onto the snow.
Knight Commander Eckhart recognized this monster at a glance and shouted in horror.
"It's the dragon lizard! Protect His Highness!"
As soon as the voice fell, all the knights and retinues pulled out the knight swords from their waists, raised their shields, and moved towards the dragon lizard's position to surround them.
An inhuman roar came from the dragon lizard's throat, its strong hind legs exploded with force, and the snow on the ground splashed, and its body rushed forward, like an adult giant elephant, hitting the shield of a knight.
"Boom!"
The knight's eyes protruded, and an extremely terrifying force spread along his arms throughout his body. His internal organs were shaken, and his body flew backwards.
"Wow!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
A knight saw the opportunity and stabbed the dragon lizard in the neck with his sword, a look of madness in his eyes.
He is the child of a baron and has lived at the feet of the Dragon Mountains since he was a child. He has heard stories about the baron hunting flying dragons since he was a child.
We have already talked about the monster dragon lizard. Unlike other flying dragons, it has no scales to protect its body, but its muscles are extremely developed.
If you want to deal with it, the best way is to follow its texture and penetrate into the heart.
So I need a perfect sword.
But be careful about its dragon flames. Although it is not as good as a real giant dragon, it will still be uncomfortable if you get hit by it.
"Die to me!"
The sharp sword blade drew silver light in the dark night.
This knight's sword was given to him as a coming-of-age gift by the baron, and it is said to be stained with the blood of many flying dragons.
"Qiang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing came.
The sword blade sliced along the dragon lizard's skin, and fierce sparks erupted.
The knight's eyes burst into astonishment.
"How is this possible?"
Before he could react, the dragon lizard's hideous faceless face had already stuck to his face.
His vision was filled with fangs and a dark throat.
"Crack, scratch, scratch!"
The helmet was squeezed by the powerful force, and his head was shattered instantly.
When the people around saw the son of the baron being killed instantly, they looked horrified and took a few steps back.
Knight Commander Eckhart rode up on horseback.
"You are not allowed to retreat! For the glory of Targo! Hold your shield! Hold it all to me!"
The dragon lizard followed his voice and rushed over.
Wherever it went, spears were broken, sword blades were curled, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Eckhart was frightened to the point of death, and hurriedly used the steel sword in his hand to block it.
The top-quality steel sword made by the royal family in his hand was like a brittle biscuit, bitten into pieces by the dragon lizard.
"Roar!"
The dragon lizard faced his face, and crazy flames shot out of its throat.
A blue ray pierced the sky, and Eckhart's head was directly pierced.
Wherever it passed, the fire cooked the oil and ignited a blazing fire.
A knight's retinue was covered in fire, rolling on the snow, and wailing miserably.
"Ah!!!"
"Pfft!"
Not long after he screamed, his chest was torn in half by the dragon lizard's claws.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The servants of the convoy who were hiding behind saw this scene, turned around and ran away, turning into birds and beasts and scattering.
After feeling the terrifying aura of the dragon lizard, many horses broke free from their reins in confusion and headed into the forest.
Ivar Looking at this scene, his heart was overwhelmed with fear.
Zerika naturally saw everything outside and hurriedly extinguished all the fires in the car.
"Ivar, what should we do now, abandon the car and flee?"
"No, it won't work! They can't stop these monsters! We have to find a way! What should we do? What should we do!?
Ivar was trembling all over, and his brain was thinking of solutions crazily.
Dwarves on the mountain?
Don't think about it. If they knew the situation here, they would definitely watch their jokes from a high place.
Who else?
Got it!
Eyck!
Eyck of Denesle, that's him, let him come back!
He can deal with the red dragon, and he can definitely deal with this dragon lizard!
He must be brought back!
Thinking of this, he seemed to grab a life-saving straw, opened the car curtain, and grabbed the completely frightened Marcus.
"Marcus, go find Eyck and get him back. He should be not far from here, otherwise we will all die!"
Marcus came to his senses, nodded vigorously, turned over and dismounted, and headed towards the woods on one side.
Ivar widened his eyes and shouted in a low voice, "You bastard, you are going the wrong way, where are you going!?"
Marcus kept cursing secretly in his heart.
My life is almost gone, why would I work for you, an old vampire?
Want to eat shit?
It's such a pity that Princess Zerika, for that damn Thyssen, I'm afraid she will die.
Before he could even run a few steps, he was caught up with him.
A biting cold came from behind, followed by severe pain, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
"Ho ho ho----"
The dragon lizard exhaled foul air from its mouth, and the strong smell of blood drifted along the cold wind.
Ivar's pupils were shaking, and his heart was about to jump into his throat.
For no other reason than the dragon lizard's dead eyeballs were already fixed on the carriage.
It's too late.
Ivar grabbed Zerika with one hand, pulled it out of the carriage, and pushed it towards the dragon lizard.
"Die! Let's all die!"
He leaped onto the horse's back, quickly took out his scimitar, and cut off the reins behind him.
He held the horse's belly between his legs and gave a soft drink.
"Run! Run!"
The remaining horses could no longer bear the scent of the dragon lizard, so they kicked up their hooves and ran as fast as they could.
Zerika looked at all this in panic.
Until a cold breath came from behind.
She didn't dare to look back or make any sound, she even held her breath.
Just when she thought she was dead, the monster behind her seemed to have no interest in her. It walked past her and chased towards the location of Ivar.
Ivar noticed the voice behind him that was like a maggot attached to a bone, and cursed loudly in the cold wind.
"Get out of here! Get out of here!"
The violent jolts on the horse made his internal organs ache.
The monster's figure seemed to have stopped for some reason, getting further and further away.
He was ecstatic.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound.
The horse's hoof tripped over a bush. Ivar fell directly off the horse. He rolled several times on the ground and hit his head, which was bloody.
"Ouch----"
The horse whined continuously, he gritted his teeth, warm liquid seeped out from the wound, and got up with difficulty.
The sound behind him sounded again, and he rolled and crawled forward like a frightened bird.
"Pah!"
His eyes blurred, and he bumped into something that looked like a wooden stake.
But the next second, he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.
They were a pair of T-boots, and going up from the boots was the black wizard robe that I had seen before.
Under the shadow of the black hood, a pair of golden beast eyes looked down at him.
Is it that witcher!?
Ivar grasped his trouser legs with both hands, a tearful smile on his face.
"Witcher! Save me! I am Ivar!"
The witcher was unmoved.
"Ho ho ho----"
Ivar heard the panting of the dragon lizard getting closer and closer, with a hint of pleading in its panicked voice.
"You can't just die without saving me, you can't! I have a lot of money! As long as you save me, I can give it to you!"
"Also, I have a close relationship with Istredd·Thyssen. Do you know Thyssen family? The lord of Kovir, the future king! I will be the finance minister of Kovir!"
"Save me, I can promise you anything!"
He thought in his heart that as long as the demon hunter in front of him saved him, he could be recommended to Istredd based on his strength.
In this case, even if the dwarves didn't get help and weapons, it would still be considered a failure.
His future is bright again.
"Hehe----" the demon hunter chuckled, "Thyssen's Minister of Finance, how come I don't know about this?"
Ivar was stunned at first when he heard this, and then his pupils shook violently, with an expression of disbelief.
He saw clearly the face hidden under the witcher's hood, with black hair, three-dimensional features, and a melancholic temperament.
"Istredd----"
He couldn't help but say the name again.
"You--why are you here?"
"No, no, who are you? How can you have the same face as His Highness!?"
"Witcher, you are so brave, you actually dare to despise the royal power! Northern Kingdoms will never tolerate your existence!"
At this point, he was hoarse.
The demon hunter raised his right hand, silver light flashed, and an ancient ring appeared in his palm.
The surface of the ring is very smooth and engraved with exquisite heraldry.
The main body of the coat of arms consists of white arms, and the red background is dazzling.
Ivar When I saw this, I immediately thought of a taboo.
"You----you are Arwen----"