If he could, death really didn't want his hunch to always come true, especially a bad one.

When he finally found the gathering place of the werewolf in the violent snowstorm in the vast white snow field according to the memory in his mind, the scenery that greeted him was greatly disappointed.

Only the snow-crushed tents remained in the cleared clearing, and there were still traces of burning firewood in the clearing, but there was no sound in the gathering place except for the howling of the wind.

Death led the horse to a tent crushed by snow, half-crouched and turned over, and found the bedding for warmth and the charcoal brazier, in which there was charcoal that had not been burned and food that had not been fully cooked in the ice.

Seeing these things, death can easily tell that something is wrong with the werewolves here, after all, if you are migrating, then it is impossible not to bring tents, heating consumables, food, bedding, clothes and other things.

It didn't look like it was being attacked by an enemy surprise attack, because there were no corpses, blood, or traces of battle left in the scene, as if all the werewolves had disappeared in an instant.

"Spellcaster?"

There is no residual smell of negative energy in the air, so in the impression of death, only those who can do this are those scheming and multi-means spellcasters, whether it is [hypnosis] and [sleep] or other spells, they can make these werewolves lose the ability to resist in an instant.

The only time that makes death feel strange, even if the number of werewolves in this werewolf gathering place is not much, but there are still tens of thousands, and the caster who can make tens of thousands of werewolves lose the ability to resist in an instant, death believes that even Alice, whose strength is exaggerated, has no way to do this.

Although because of the last few wars, the werewolf race has been greatly weakened, both in terms of population and strong people are not as good as before, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, in no matter how down, there are still some strong people in the werewolf race.

Those are werewolves who have just grown up or have not gone to war because of their old age, and their strength may not reach the level of legends, but it is still possible to fight against legends for a while, and wait for the other tribes loyal to Attila around them to come to their rescue.

With these doubts in mind, Death continued to rummage through the camp, something that might bring him some information, and it would be nice to find the information left behind by the werewolf.

After tossing for half a day, Death had to admit that he had no way to find anything useful in this gathering place, especially one that was mostly covered with snow, and worked blindly for a day.

Well, Death admits that his forte is to fight his enemies and clear the way for Attila to move forward, and to find useful information here or something, that's something that only thieves can do, well, some strange spellcasters should be able to do it with strange magic.

"Did you find anything?"

Unfortunately, he was the only one here, with neither professional thieves nor spellcasters who knew how to do strange magic.

Luckily, the blue and green horse he was holding happened to have an extremely keen sense of smell, and he felt that his horse should be able to help him find something in this regard.

His mount snorted, stuck out its tongue and touched Death's hand, shaking his head, even if he had a better sense of smell than a gnoll, but still found nothing here.

"Alright, alright, it's time to eat. ”

Death did not blame it, but with a thick pampering tone, he gently rubbed the horse's head, then took out a space storage bag from his bosom, took out a wooden bucket from it, and poured the food prepared for the mount into it.

As one of the three horsemen whose status was only below Attila died, the horse's food was certainly not too bad, and it could even be said that the food that ordinary tribal leaders usually ate was not as good as it.

Selected beans are mixed with peanuts, sesame seeds, and ptarmigan eggs to stir, as well as some powerful beast bone powder.

It is also the best thing to drink, and the fruit wine brewed from the fermentation of dozens of fruits, which only takes a small glass to restore the combat effectiveness of an exhausted warrior, can be described as a strategic material.

Death didn't eat, and no one in Attila's army, including the war in which they had already died, saw them eat or drink a sip of water, so in private, there was also a private claim that the four knights were not creatures, but some kind of creation of Attila, possibly a puppet golem, or an undead.

"Let's go. ”

When the horses had finished eating, Death had cleaned up, and the snow had covered up the tracks, before turning over and sitting on the horse, and running forward with the control of the mount.

He had given up on finding any useful information in the area, because even if he did, he didn't think he would be able to find any useful information, and it would be more reliable to use the memories in his mind to go to the next gathering point and get information from there.

The next gathering point is the Centaur gathering point, and they still have great power in the Rus steppe, on the southern edge of the Baltic Sea, although the centaur forces around the entire Baltic Sea have been greatly affected by the years of war and the appearance of rebels.

But unlike werewolves, centaurs are one of the three evils in the north, and they are also the most profound of them, and these losses are still within their tolerance, so whether it is in Rus, Karelia or Finland, centaurs have large tribes.

"There's a problem on the werewolf's side, so there shouldn't be any problems on the centaur side, right?"

With this fluke, Death left the gathering place that had been reduced to ruins, and perhaps it would not be long before other small tribes would take over the pastures and use the materials buried in the snow to grow stronger.

Without mentioning the death that left the werewolf colony disappointed, let's turn our attention to our Miss Alice and see what unusual things she has discovered in this strange grassland.

The increase in voles, snakes, wolves, foxes, and birds of prey that feed on voles gave Alice a sense of the unusual things that were happening in the land.

However, on the one hand, what happened in the Rus steppe was beneficial to the Baltic Sea, and on the other hand, Alice's main character now still finds those snow-capped druids, whether it is to persuade them or use other violent means, Alice has to correct the variables that these druids have brought to the war.

Alice didn't linger long in the deserted villages, and unlike Death, who spent a lot of time unable to find any useful information, she easily used two magic spells to find what she was looking for in the snow-covered ruins.

Judging from the color, luster and size of the scales, the owner of this scale is a white dragon who has not yet reached adulthood, and it should be a young dragon that has just entered puberty.

The grassland, even the grassland in the north, is not a place where the white dragon likes to live, because of the vast terrain without mountains, there is no place for the white dragon to nest, after all, you can't expect a behemoth like the white dragon to be like a bird, just find a big tree to be able to build a nest.

The scales of the white dragon appeared in a place where there should not be a trace of the white dragon, and they were still scales that had just fallen off, and the only ones that could make Alice think were those snow-capped druids from Scandinavia who could turn into white dragons.

But when it comes to the guy who can transform into a white dragon in the Snow Mountain Druid, there is only one in Alice's impression, who fights with her and doesn't look like a girl like her, eh, a white girl who forgot her name.

"Acquaintances? ”

Although she said such words in her mouth, as if acquaintances were not easy to start, but with Alice's serious character, this so-called acquaintance is just a level higher than the cats and dogs on the side of the road, otherwise she would not have been so decisive when she calculated and betrayed Beowulf.

With the breath of the scales in her hand, Alice did not continue to delay here, quickly got up and suspended in mid-air three meters above the ground, and swept away quickly, and the wind formed brought up the snowflakes on the ground.

In that direction is the region called Novgorod, the most important and prosperous area of the Rus' steppe, which, according to information from Alia, lives up to a million intelligent beings.

With an abundance of fresh water such as Lake Ilmen, the grass in this area is unusually lush, which also allows the races living here to have enough to live on and have food to rest without having to migrate hard.

Linen, a material used to make clothes, is widely cultivated in this area, especially in the plains near Lake Ilmen, and is a rare crop in the Rus's steppes, and thanks to this flax, light industry is rare in this area.

In addition, there is a large area of forest in this area, and the various resources in the forest and various minerals buried in the ground also make this area a favorite area of merchants, after all, linen is such a thing as a priceless in the north, where the winter is unusually cold and long.

Entering the Novgorod region, Alice clearly noticed that the number of voles began to decrease dramatically, and there were occasional large and fierce birds such as eagles, vultures, and eagles in the sky, and she also found foxes and wolves.

Although she has not yet seen the figure of intelligent life, it is good news for Alice to be able to see these beasts, at least the things she imagined that even she could not solve will not appear.

In her prediction, only a god can influence the power of such a large area as the Rus steppe, and with the current situation in the Baltic Sea, no matter what position that god is in, it is impossible to be friends with the Baltic Empire.

There is no way, his own people know the affairs of their own family, except for the mother of Brünnhilde and Semiramis, there is no support from the gods behind the Baltic Empire.

However, Brünnhilde is still a member of the Aesir Divine Clan, and is limited by the god Odin, and even if she wants to help, she can only help.

As for Semiramis's mother, although she has given all her power in the main plane to Semiramis as a bargaining chip, these chips are actually not much, and those tough fish can only succeed in the sea, and cannot affect the situation on land.

Therefore, if a god appeared in the Rus' steppe region, no matter which god he belonged to, he would be hostile to Attila or not to the Aesir gods, and it would only have a negative impact on the Baltic Empire.

This idea did not last long, and soon after entering the Novgorod region, she discovered a gathering place of intelligent races.

Unlike the previous gathering places that had been emptied and covered in heavy snow and turned into ruins, the gathering place that Alice found still had traces of intelligent life activities inside, and there were still many people.

It is a gathering place built next to a small river, and the frozen river flows through the middle of the gathering place, and when you look through the sky, you can see the people working on the frozen river, using tools to break through the frozen surface of the river to catch the fish moving below.

There are dense tents and small wooden houses scattered near the river, because half of Novgorod is forested, and the people who live here can build stronger houses with wood, so that they do not have to be afraid to sleep in winter, buried by snow-crushed houses, well, at least wooden houses are much stronger than tents.

Outside the camp were herds of cattle and sheep, neatly fenced into a dozen sections, each with a roaring bonfire to dispel the chill from their bodies, and to keep their food and water in question.

The people living in Novgorod are very clever about how they can store forage so that these cattle and sheep do not have to brave the cold winter and leave behind the thick and hard snow to find the grass below, which is also very cold.

Behind the herds of cattle and sheep, before the tents and wooden houses were reached, logs were buried in the earth to make a wooden wall that encased and protected the camp, and on the wall were arrow towers, on which several humans in leather armor and with bows and arrows patrolled the surroundings.

Alice believed that in addition to the few sentries on the surface, there were also hidden sentry posts in other places, and it was impossible for someone who could make such a neat and orderly camp not to have such an arrangement.

In order to prevent the other party from discovering her traces, Alice landed one meter above the ground one kilometer away from this camp, and then took out the [Morrigan's Invisibility Cloak] that had not been used for a long time.

Although with Alice's current power, there is no way to completely erase the traces of the previous owner on this invisibility cloak and completely turn it into something that only belongs to Alice, but after years of research, the function of this artifact has also been completely mastered by Alice.

Dressed in an invisibility cloak and still maintaining a levitating posture, Alice quietly sneaked into the camp like this, like a real thief, without the domineering spirit of [The Girl Who Brought Calamity].