According to Mock, travelers were able to cross the mountains and see the forest the next day. But an accident slowed them down.

Norwe, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, turned on his light crossbow, and aimed it at the small figure emerging from behind a rock.

It was a goblin. Like Hatta, he was only bound with tattered pieces of cloth and bark, and was taller than Hatta, because he was too thin, and every exposed bone joint on his body was extremely prominent.

A lone goblin wasn't an enemy to fear, but to Norvi's dismay, goblins usually fled in such situations, rather than standing there, shaking their bodies slightly, watching them silently.

Behind him, the whole team stopped. Naria drew her weapon, she had heard about Hatta, the goblin that Ed had bought was trying to kill him, and she would be wary of such ugly little things that didn't seem dangerous.

Tess watched leisurely, knowing it wasn't her turn to do it.

Akhan's hammer was still on his shoulder, just staring curiously at the goblin. He had never seen a goblin before, but it was too small to be a threat to him, and he could smash it into the ground with his fists alone.

Ed opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He should trust the elves' judgment.

If the goblin wasn't going to attack, Norway didn't want to kill it. Its race is on the verge of extinction, and without the help of elves, they will soon die out.

He lowered his light crossbow slightly. The goblin screamed suddenly.

It was a cry of madness. Sharp, abrupt, hoarse, and completely irrational, like a chainsaw cutting through rock.

The goblin lunged at Novi with a scream, moving with unexpected speed. The elf hurriedly fired an arrow, and the bolt grazed the goblin's ear, missing it.

The elf smashed the goblin away with his crossbow. The goblin that fell to the side immediately jumped to his feet and continued to scream, desperately pounced on Naria, who was closer to it.

Naria grabbed the reins with one hand to control the frightened horse, and with the other hand unthinkingly swung her sword down, the sharp blade slicing through the goblin's left arm, and yellow-green blood splattered onto her hand. The feeling of disgust made Naria almost throw her sword away.

The goblin fell to the ground again, but struggled again, rushing over and biting Naria's horse's legs.

The horse neighed and kicked desperately to get the goblin out, but Naria leaned down and hugged the horse's neck tightly. The remaining three horses were also frightened, and either rushed forward, backwards, or jumped in place, and in the confusion, the elves jumped off their horses and ran towards Naria while loudly soothing the animals in elven language.

With a roar, a huge hammer grazed the moving horse's legs, hitting the goblin's head accurately, the yellow-green liquid bursting open, and the horse that finally got rid of the goblin was grabbed by Norvi and gradually quieted down.

Tess finally reined in her horse and looked at the smashed corpse on the ground, disgusted.

"Crazy guys. She said, "Are all the cute little monsters that are so timid and cunning in the legends a lie? ”

Akan was about to put the hammer back on his shoulder, and Naria cried out, "Wait!"

She jumped off her horse and pulled Akan to the side of the road, clearing his hammer with snow, fallen leaves, and dead grass. Ed, on the other hand, ran to Norvi's side and crouched down with him, frowning at the ugly goblin.

The tiny corpse overlapped with Hatta, who had swallowed his last breath in agony on the snow, and Ed felt like a needle had been pricked in the heart.

"This goblin has been caught. Norway said. The goblin has a rusty iron ring around its neck, and a chain remains on it.

"Maybe he's been mistreated and that's why he's attacking us so wildly?" Ed guessed, "he probably thought we were here to get him back." ”

"She. The elf corrected him, "if you have to use that name." This goblin is a ...... Female. ”

Ed stared at the pile, not quite wondering how the elves saw it.

"In any case, we have to be careful. Norway raised his voice so that everyone could hear, "Goblins don't like to live alone, and if a goblin appears, there will probably be its companions nearby, and they must have heard the sound just now." ”

"Are they going to attack?" asked Naria, who had just cleaned the blood from her hands with the remnants of snow and was walking over to clean her horse's wounds.

"They'll come to see what's going on, and if they don't think they can beat us, they'll just run away, but ......" Elves aren't quite sure why the dead goblins are so crazy. If there were a bunch of crazy goblins, it wouldn't be too pretty.

"Akan!" he called to the big man, "you go ahead." ”

He hoped that Akan's height would scare off the little monsters who didn't know where to hide and peek, and he led his horse to Akan's side, keeping an eye out for traps. Goblin traps are very rudimentary, and with a little attention, they are not difficult to spot.

In order to avoid falling into confusion again because of the frightened horses, they all dismounted, carried the important things on their backs, and cautiously continued on their way.

But their caution seems superfluous. The rest of the road was calm, and they gradually relaxed and enjoyed the rare beauty in the valley.

The road began to steepen, but the view gradually widened, the narrow peaks on both sides receded, the valley covered with snow and ice slept gently in the embrace of the mountains, the world painted in white and black was simple, tranquil and magnificent, there were no birds, even the sound of the wind was like a whisper, and everyone was silent, lest they accidentally shatter the dream-like scenery.

"Look. The elf whispered, with awe and admiration.

They stopped, and in front of them was a huge, frozen waterfall, more than a hundred feet tall icicles hanging down one after another, like the goddess of ice and snow hanging down her long hair, faintly revealing a faint blue in the whiteness, and the sound of the water flowing like nothing, tugging at everyone's heartstrings.

Travelers looked up with bated breath. It is the magic of nature, and no amount of power can match it.

"Uh...... How are we going to get there?" Ed Singer was the first to come back to reality, "are you going to climb up the icicle?"

Norway left them where they were, scouting their way around and even jumping over the slippery ice below the waterfall to run to the other side of the waterfall, but quickly returned to them.

"It was supposed to be possible to walk up this side, but it looks like it's been washed away by the water. The waterfall on the other side clings to the rocks, and there is no way out. "Maybe we'd better go back through the Windwhispering Forest." ”

"You can climb up and pull us up with a rope!" said Ed. He'd seen Novie's climbing skills, and that shouldn't be a problem for him.

A hint of hesitation flashed across the elf's face, but he finally nodded, "I'm afraid we'll have to leave the horse behind." ”

In fact, horses have long been of little use to them, and they are only used to carry their luggage. They unloaded all their luggage and reorganized it to try to reduce the weight they had to carry. As always, Tess tossed her luggage to Norvi and walked around with Mochi in her arms.

"Hey!" she suddenly cried out, "you have to come and see this!"