"Your friend, he's a barbarian?"

Jamoen guessed.

Ed shook his head.

"Then he's dead. "He's a lucky guy with a friend like you, but, I'm sorry, I don't know how crazy he was to run into the icefield, but if he goes missing in the icefield, he's dead, and if you go with him, you're just as mad and you're going to die there." ”

"He's not going to die!" Narya took a step forward in anger.

Ed quickly grabbed her.

"Our friend, he's ...... A very powerful warrior, he can't die so easily. He explained to Jemoun, "You just have to tell us who can take us to the ice field." ”

Jamun still shook his head.

"Listen," he said, "I could have found any man to take you into the ice and throw you there, and you'll all die there in a short time, without me having to do anything." But since you're friends with Mork, I can't let you die. ”

"How do you know Mock's name?" asked Norvi.

Jaymoon glanced at Tess and his gaze fell on the knife at her waist.

"That knife, that's the dwarf Mork's knife. "I recognize it...... Mock isn't an easy guy to deal with, and you don't look like you're going to kill a dwarf at random, so I'm guessing you're his friend, and that knife is a gift?"

Tess tilted her head, noncommittal. She never uses weapons that can be seen on her, but she does hang the prettiest and her favorites on her.

Jamun didn't seem to need her confirmation, either.

"Mock saved my life. He said. What appeared on the face of the thin old man who was not good-looking and difficult to have any good impression was real nostalgia and gratitude, and even a trace of distant longing.

"He never said he had a friend here. Tess said. While it was true that Mork had told them about the existence of the place, he had never mentioned Jamun's name at all.

"Maybe he had forgotten, maybe he thought I was dead...... After all, that was decades ago, and no one here has ever lived to my age. Jaymoon smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "I heard he's back among his people...... That's good, that's more suitable for him than a life of wandering. ”

"It was Mock who told us to find a real guide here. Ed tries to convince Jamun, "So ......"

"A few decades ago, of course. The old man interrupted him, "Even a few years ago, as long as there was enough pay, there was not much of a problem. But now......" he shook his head, "you should be able to tell when you come in that this town has been attacked. ”

"By the barbarians?" Naria guessed as a matter of course.

"yes...... Dead barbarians. ”

Jamun's face became extremely ugly, and even the face of the barbarian next to him showed a hint of fear.

"You mean...... The undead have attacked the town?" Ed asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Good question. Jammoon leaned heavily back in his chair, "The next time they come back, I'll ask the dead people seriously." ”

"I know necromancers are always roaming the icefields, but I've also heard that they are few in number, and they are never enough. And they don't have control over the souls of barbarians. Norway said.

"Everybody used to think so. No barbarian takes those sneaky guys seriously, and honestly, they probably don't even know what those people do. But now...... No one could say exactly what was going on, but the necromancers, as if they had received some help, began to become more daring, at first just stealing the bodies of the dead, and soon began to take away the living, and even an entire camp of people would disappear inexplicably, and by the time they reappeared, they had become walking corpses, and they didn't even recognize their loved ones......

The barbarian, who had been standing silently, suddenly said something in a loud voice, and Jamun replied impatiently in the same language.

"What did he say?" Ed asked curiously.

He said that it had nothing to do with the mage at all, and that humans did not have the power to summon the ancestors of the barbarians, nor did they have the power to harm the barbarians. Those barbarians offended the souls of their ancestors, so they were cursed. They are not puppets of anyone. "Even if they die, the barbarians will not admit that they are at the mercy of humans." The newcomers have talked about a dragon......"

Norway and Tess could do it quietly, but Ed and Narya couldn't, and they exchanged a disturbed look, which Jammoon saw right away.

"So...... You're looking for the dragon?" he smiled, "You're adventurers, I have to say, you're a little too young as adventurers." Whether it's for the dragon's treasure or for its life to make a good name, I advise you, it's not worth trading your life for. It is said that the dragon is now in league with the necromancer, and you will not have any chance of winning. ”

"I know that other adventurers have entered the ice field to find that ice dragon," since it was impossible to deny it, Norway simply acquiesced to the old man's misunderstanding, "They never said that it had anything to do with the necromancer. ”

"Other adventurers?" Jamun laughed, "You mean those guys who were lucky enough to be driven back by the barbarians as soon as they touched the edge of the ice field?"

"We've got to find that dragon. Naria said categorically, "It's not like we haven't dealt with necromancers, don't use this to scare us." ”

“...... Do you have a grudge against that dragon?" Jamun guessed.

Nalya just glared at him angrily, and the old man nodded self-righteously, "Well, I've tried my best to persuade you. But if you insist on going to death, I can't stop you. There's a guy who'll be happy to take you to the icefield...... And to talk to you about the dragon. ”

"Would you like to?" asked Ed, a little confused.

"Where is he?" asked Naria, "we'll go find him now." ”

"Oh, that guy isn't here. How could a noble, true savage live in such a dirty, lowly and depraved place?" Jermoun smiled sarcastically, spreading his hands, and Roze spat on one side, saying out a word that no one could understand, looking angry and disdainful.

"It's dark now, no one wants to leave their nest, you have to wait until tomorrow morning, I'll send someone to take you to find that guy, if that guy is still alive......"

"If we were all alive. Tess added with a smile.

"You can live here. Honestly, this is the only place in the town where you can live. Jamoen pretended not to hear the hint at all.

"Thank you for the invitation. We'll come back tomorrow. Ed politely declined.

"Let me save everyone a little bit of trouble. Tomorrow morning, someone will be waiting for you next to the stone statue at the intersection. "If that guy is dead, I'd suggest you go straight home, and there's no second person willing to take you into the ice field." ”

"If there are horses here, we want to buy a few as well. Ed added.

"We used to have, though not much. Jemoen said, making an impotent gesture, "But let the dead scare away or kill them!"

Ed looked at Norway and Tess, who shrugged, "I really didn't see any horses." ”

Novi shook his head as well.

"Let's go. He said, "If we had a guide, we should be able to get horses in some barbarian camp." ”

After they left, Roze strode towards Jemoun.

"Do you want to tell him?" he asked, cluelessly.

Jamun could hear his real question in the savage's tone, and he replied without hesitation, "Of course, why not?"

"I thought they were friends of your savior. The barbarian said sarcastically. When no one else was around, Roze had never bothered to show any respect for this old guy who should have died a long time ago, they needed each other, but that was all.

"I've already advised them. Jamoen crossed his fingers, unconcerned about Roze's sarcasm, "They have to give away their own lives, so what's the difference between me and not? At least, I can save my own life by saying it—it would make their death less wasteful, and for that, I think they should thank me." ”

Roze didn't say anything more. He felt that he should learn this as well...... How do humans describe it?

- Shameless.

That night, Ed and the others camped in the forest near the town. They didn't know how much of Jemoun's words were worth believing, but what they had been through in Miaz Weiss forced them to be vigilant. As for the ice dragon that is said to be with the necromancer, they prefer to believe that it is Silver Fang rather than Is.

"Mork says a necromancer stole something from a dwarf...... Maybe Silver Fang was there for that, too, but it accidentally exposed itself, and the necromancer wouldn't risk saving it. Ed said.

This speculation sounds very reasonable. They knew that Is's had appeared in the Weeping Forest to hunt down a necromancer, and that he obviously couldn't have had any friendship with those mages.

"But I'm afraid it's hard to convince others that it's not the same ice dragon. Norway whispered his concerns.

What he didn't say was that even if people knew it wasn't the same ice dragon, for most people, dragons were dragons, and this one was no different from the other, just a huge, evil monster.

Everyone fell silent.

"There's always a way. Finally Ed whispered, "We've all come here......"

He has said this countless times, but never once has he been so powerless.