Young adventurers laugh and march through the forest in early spring. The afternoon sun fell beneath them through the tall red pine forests, and the brook disappeared under the thick fallen leaves, accompanying them with the sound of the murmuring water.

There is no danger in the forests near the plains and villages, and the terrain here is relatively high, so whenever they look up, the light reflected by the snow on Dragonwing Peak will make them not worry about getting lost. The first day of the adventure was as easy as an outing.

By evening, they had already begun to make their way deeper into Akwood Forest. The unfamiliar environment made the teenagers begin to quiet, and a vague uneasiness descended with the night and cold. Many years ago, the forests were infested with goblins and orcs, and the snowy mountains were occasionally met with snow giants and ogres, but now those evil creatures are long gone. It's just that no one knows if there is still an unknown danger, hidden in the dark jungle.

They had set up camp in a small clearing in the woods, and Naria was quite good at making a fire and cooking, and when the warm campfire was lit, the three of them were somewhat relieved.

After a brief dinner, Ed unpacked.

"Although it is better not to have any fighting, we need weapons. He said, pulling out the gift he had secretly left for the temple, and admiring in fascination at the streamlined blade that looked like a feather, a line of mysterious inscriptions that seemed to flow with the light of the stars: "Andrea, a sword made by elves." ”

"I use this. Without saying a word, Narya reached out and snatched her sword, standing up and waving it a few times in Ed's protest.

"It's light. She sighed.

"Made by the elves!" Ed repeated angrily, having to admit that Nalya looked decent with her sword.

"Well, we have others. He rummaged through his luggage and took it out one by one.

"Elven longsword, elven shortsword, elven longbow......" Naria looked at the weapons piled all over the ground and pursed the corners of her mouth: "Ed, why didn't you bring the elven's pointed ears with you?"

The young man, who was accustomed to being sarcastic, turned his head indifferently and asked another friend who had been silent: "Is, pick what you like!"

Isis reached out and picked up his longbow.

"Will you use it?" Ed asked suspiciously, as he was pretty bad at shooting arrows himself.

Isis drew an arrow, put it on his bow, filled it with ease, and shot it towards the sky, the tip of which quickly disappeared into the darkness with a sharp whistling.

“...... It's a good posture. Ed closed his mouth and couldn't help but open his mouth: "Still, where are you shooting?"

Iss smiled at him, "Moon." ”

"Next time, at least choose a bird to shoot, and you can roast and eat it!" Ed was a little heartbroken, and the arrow that could never be found again was also made by some elf......

He picked out another long sword, tucked a small dagger into his belt, and stuffed the rest of the weapon back into his luggage.

They arranged the order of the vigil, but no one really fell asleep except Iss. The forest at night was not as quiet as expected, the rushing streams, the wind swept through the treetops, the birds flapped their wings, the cries of indistinguishable animals would sound abruptly, the sound of branches breaking was unexpectedly loud, and only the regular chewing of horses was familiar.

Even wrapped in a thick blanket, Ed could feel the hard stones and branches on the ground, and he kept his eyes open until the light came, and then spent the second day of his staggering and drowsy days on horseback, nearly falling headlong to the ground.

The next afternoon they reached the foot of the Dragon's Wing Peak, and it would have taken too long to get around, so they decided to climb halfway up the mountain early in the morning. Naria had heard from the hunters of the village that there was such a road, which was not too difficult to walk, but it would take a whole day.

They didn't find that way. Naria hesitated for a moment, suggesting camping at the edge of the forest and climbing the mountain the next day.

"It's too cold to sleep in the mountains at night. She said.

Isis doesn't matter at all. Ed did not object, he quickly tidied up his things, said "call me after dinner" and immediately slipped into the blanket and fell asleep, until he was awakened by a cold hand that touched his face.

He opened his eyes and saw Is, and asked in a daze, "Time for dinner?"

Isis put his index finger between his lips: "Listen." ”

The first thing he heard was the sound of Naria's breathing a little heavily. Then there was the sound of heavy footsteps and a series of branches breaking.

"Dragon?" he muzzled silently, the expression on his face somewhere between surprise and horror.

Isis didn't answer, he half-crouched there, his bow and arrows already in his hand, and turned his head to look at the darkness that the fire could not reach. Andrea's light flashed out of the corner of Ed's eye.

Ed squirmed, but his blanket was so tight that it was hard to break free for a moment.

A pair of golden eyes glowed in the darkness. Ed could now faintly see the silhouette of the animal, with a large, round head and ears without horns.

It was a brown bear waking up from hibernation, presumably attracted by the smell of food.

Hungry brown bears occasionally roam the village, but the teenagers never faced this powerful animal alone. Ed heard his heart beat faster in the dark, and his hand finally touched the dagger at his waist.

The brown bear swayed its body at the junction of light and darkness. It was so hungry that the light of the fire was not a threat to the food, and the three underage humans didn't seem difficult to deal with, it could feel their fear, but the instincts of the beast told it.

-- Danger.

That strange, completely unknown sense of oppression caused it to linger constantly, then let out a low, unwilling roar, and turned away.

Naria exhaled and lowered her sword, her arm aching faintly. Iss patted Ed, who hadn't yet struggled out of the blanket, "Now you can come out for dinner." ”

“...... But I've just cut my blanket!" The boy's wail startled a few birds, and the brown bear, which had not gone far, shook its ears.

In the early morning, the fog fills the forest, and the forest is like a fairyland. But the adventurers have lost the mood to enjoy the view, and after dawn they start to climb the mountain. They dug a hole and buried everything they didn't need, and piled up all the rest of their luggage on the unridden horse, hoping to cross the Dragonwing Peak before dark.

They climbed up the gentler hill for a long time before finding their way. The snow-melted slopes are muddy and slippery, and the path called the "road" is nothing more than narrow steps carved out of the solid rock. The teenagers begin to realize that this adventure will not be as easy as they imagined, but no one has any intention of giving up.

Along the way, Ed shuddered and described to his friends the various dragons' shapes and abilities, as well as the treasures that most of the time always brought their lives to death, and even if he sometimes choked on and coughed because the wind was too strong, he was unwilling to bury his head in silence.

"It's stupid. Narya said, "Spend a thousand years hoarding treasure just to be killed by adventurers who covet it?"

"Dragons aren't stupid!" cried Ed, "they are older than elves, they can understand any language, and they don't need to learn all kinds of magic." They're just ...... Too greedy, greedy and proud, thinking that all other creatures in the world are only worthy of their food...... Probably the gods felt that it was only fair to give them some weakness. However, it is also said that dragons are not creatures created by the gods at all. Plus, not all adventurers are in it for the treasure!"

"It's weird. Naria said.

"First the dragon, then the treasure. Ed generously said, "If there wasn't a dragon there, I wouldn't care if there was any treasure!"

"Pirate treasure, how does it sound?" asked Is, who Scott had told him the story of the pirates.

"Sounds fascinating. Ed replied with a twinkle in his eyes, he liked the boat as well as the sea. River had sailed out on a boat, though he certainly wouldn't have liked to encounter pirates.

"Where are the treasures of the Ancient Elven Kingdom?"

"It's pretty ...... Attractive. Ed had to admit.

"I think your father is right, Ed Singall, you're still fit for business. Naria concluded with a laugh.

Beyond the mountainside, Acelot, still covered in snow, gradually appeared in front of them. It's taller and steeper than Dragonwings, but it's quite beautiful. The imminent goal lifts the trio up again, but they run into trouble as they descend the mountain. The road was too slippery and too steep, and the horses, sensing the danger, would not go any way, so they had to get down and lead the horses forward, and the speed of their march slowed down at once.

When the valley at the junction of the two peaks appeared in front of me, it was already dark, and there was a roar at the feet, and there seemed to be a rushing river nearby. Ed couldn't help but quicken his pace. He walked at the rear, and his sudden speed frightened Naria's already trembling little mare and rushed forward. Naria screamed, dodged sideways, and subconsciously clutched the reins, shouting, "Is!

Isis was at the front of the group, the road was too narrow for him to avoid the rushing mare, so he let go of his horse, staggered two steps to the side, and then slipped and rolled down the hill.

"Is!" Naria screamed as she was taken down by the mare and almost rolled down the hill with her brother.

Ed stood in place with his two horses in a daze, everything happened so fast that the two men who had rolled down had disappeared from sight. His horse was a trained war horse, and he was not easily frightened, and at the moment he just stood there a little nervously snorting, constantly scraping the thin soil under his feet with his hooves.

His mind went blank, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, and with a loud cry, he threw off the reins and stumbled down, even to the ground and slid down, until he reached the crack between the two mountains, and he could already clearly feel the tremors under his feet.

The crack was dark and looked bottomless, and when the probe went out, he could only feel the water vapor rushing in his face, and the sound of the river rushing was like thunder. With a faint hope, he called out loudly, "Is! Naria...... The trembling voice easily dissipated into the vapor, and received no response.

Ed sat dumbfounded, blood frozen in his veins, fear and remorse overwhelming, almost drowning him.

He fell to his knees, poked his head out again, suppressed the urge to jump down, and considered whether the siblings were still alive - there was water down there, not rocks, and maybe they had just been washed somewhere else......

A shadow descended on him, but he didn't notice it until his entire body suddenly rose into the air.

"What?!......" he exclaimed in mid-air, trying to turn his head back to meet a pair of swarthy eyes.

It was a tall, muscular man, dressed as a hunter, with short black hair hanging on. The complexion is dark, as if the features carved in rock look stern and impersonal. He grabbed Ed's belt and lifted him up easily with just one hand.

They looked at each other and were silent for a long time. Then the man threw him aside with a straight face, half-kneeling by the crack, frowning and looking down.

"My friend fell. A glimmer of hope ignited in Ed's heart, "Can you ......?"

The man snorted, "Why do you think I'm here?"

He stood up, glanced at the sun that was about to sink in the west, and raised his chin to Ed: "Take your horse and follow me." ”

"Where are you going?" Ed asked in a panic, "My friend......"

"This dark river runs through the forest, and Collins doesn't flow out of the surface until it reaches the surface, pray that your friend will climb ashore before it washes underground. The man grimaced and said, "There is no foothold down here, we have to go forward." ”

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