The five-strong squad made their way through the shadowy woods, and since the Scandinavian trees were mostly tall taiga, the squad didn't have to worry too much about snakes and beasts hiding in the dense woods.

The two rangers were jumping with the help of the branches, and they stopped from time to time to listen to the message brought to them by the breeze, even in such a cold winter season, in such a silent forest, there was also a danger enough to destroy the team.

Walking on the ground were two warriors with crossbows on their backs, shields and one-handed swords, carefully guarding the companion in the middle, making sure that no matter which direction the enemy appeared, they would buy enough time for their companion behind.

Protected by layers is the core of this team, and it is also the basis for their ability to enter this forest for exploration, which is the official spellcaster who has left the apprenticeship and become a wizard.

Such spellcasters usually do not join such mercenary squads to carry out missions, they do not lack ways to obtain money, and they are more willing to exchange small things they have made for money than to venture out and obtain uncertain benefits.

However, this is normal, and the casters of the Baltic Empire are required to serve the Empire every year, which is varied, but cannot be exempted with money.

The spellcaster who appeared here was doing his job, and he had come here to find the remnants of the Attila Empire, and it would be better if he could eradicate them.

It is not an easy task to exterminate the remnants of the Attila Empire, not that the remnants of the Attila Empire have much combat effectiveness, but that they are cunning enough.

Those who were not cunning and clever enough had been killed in the previous encirclement and suppression, and their bodies were hung at the gates of various towns, spurned by passing residents every day.

Each of the remnants that still exist has its own way of evading the encirclement and suppression of the Empire, which makes it possible to deal with these remnants only by resorting to the most troublesome and stupid carpet search.

This kind of carpet search is basically to hire mercenaries to make a move, and the Baltic Empire is always able to come up with a reward that those mercenaries can't refuse.

For the Empire, these mercenaries are also hidden dangers that need to be solved, and they are frantically testing the edge of the law, believing in the law that there is no crime without evidence.

In a way, these mercenaries are not much different from robbers, and their arrival sometimes brings chaos rather than stability.

In particular, some of them are fledgling mercenaries with dreams, even if they successfully complete the employer's commission, and the mess left behind is enough to make people feel headaches.

The dragons were willing to follow the persuasion of the druids of the snowy mountains to join the side of the United Kingdom, and they did not want to deal with these mercenaries.

There has always been only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, and it is not much difficult for the dragon to solve these mercenaries, but to solve these mercenaries from the root, you need to face the Baltic Empire.

Without the information assistance of the Baltic Empire, the dragons would not have believed that adventurers would be able to find hidden nests, let alone that adventurers would be able to defeat hordes of beasts and monsters and come to them.

However, there are still very few adventurers who can face the dragon head-on, and in the entire Baltic Empire, each such adventurer team is called a legend.

They may not yet be able to reach the level of legends, but their adventures are as exciting as legends, and their stories are passed down through the bard's mouth in taverns, attracting many people who dream of making fortune through adventures to join the adventurer and mercenary trade.

Of course, the team that came here did not have the ability to face the dragon directly, and it needed to face a legendary enemy like the dragon, even the weakest and most savage white dragon, which was also not something they could match.

The branches and leaves on the ground mixed with snow, and the sound of stepping on them was small, but in such a silent and empty environment, it was enough to travel far and wide, and was captured by some special race.

Don't wonder why this team is so cautious, they have received a mission from the Empire, obtained information about the suspected remnants of the Attila Empire, and come here to hunt, and also accept the preparation to become the prey of the enemy.

Their opponents are not cowards who only know how to run and hide, because cowards will not hide in this place and still avenge the collapse of the Attila Empire, nor will they do anything to slaughter entire villages and create a pit of bones.

The rangers, who were jumping among the branches, stopped their progress abruptly, hiding themselves in the leaves and snow, and it was difficult to detect the voices of the two men if they were to be seen alone.

The slight twitching of their ears meant that the two of them had captured some unusual information, and in such an environment, any unusual information could bring disaster to the team.

The three men who were walking on the ground also stopped, and two warriors stood in front with shields, their backs to the caster, ensuring that no matter which direction the enemy appeared, they could intercept it.

The Baltic Empire rarely gave them the kind of tasks that had to be completed, so they usually prioritized their own lives to ensure their own safety in times of danger.

As the footsteps of several people stopped, the whole forest returned to calm, except for the slight sound of branches shaking, and the whole forest seemed dark due to the towering trees around it.

In the silence, several dark figures approached rapidly, looking like wolves running, but wolves did not wear armor.

"It's a werewolf!"

The caster was able to determine the identity of the enemy who launched the attack.

Judging by the crisp voice, hidden in the hooded robe is a female spellcaster, which is rarely seen in other countries and regions.

However, in the Baltic Empire, spellcasters are assessed on talent, heart, and effort, and as long as they pass these assessments, they can obtain matching resources.

To a certain extent, the Baltic Empire has essentially achieved equality of status between men and women, making good use of women's population resources, and liberating women from the inevitability of taking care of children and families.

The two warriors didn't answer, their minds were on paying attention to these werewolves, who could lose their lives if they weren't careful.

In addition, the opponent's primary target must definitely be the caster, those magical magic will bring disaster to them, if they can't kill the caster quickly, or make the caster incapacitated, they have no choice but to retreat.

It's a good ending to be able to get out of the way in the face of the caster, even though they need to get out of the environment they've become familiar with and into a more dangerous place.

Don't think that these remnants hiding in the deep forests and caves can live a good life, the only way they can get food here is through hunting.

But those who live in this land know how difficult it is to find enough prey to satisfy their stomachs in winter, and that is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Away from their familiar surroundings, food will be a problem, and they will have to face attacks from wild beasts that are more cunning than one might think.

The remnants of the Attila Empire, too many of them have become the snacks of these beasts, probably as many as they have been killed by the Baltic Empire.

Without the druids, they would not have been able to communicate with those beasts, and in the eyes of the beasts, whether it was the remnants of the Attila Empire, or the mercenaries and adventurers of the Baltic Empire, they were all enemies who invaded their territory.

The werewolf moved rapidly, and a foul stench began to fill the air

In the cold winter months, every water source is worth cherishing, and they are reluctant to use this living water to wash their bodies, and these odors can provide some protection in such an environment to some extent.

The two rangers hiding in the branches of the tree did not participate in the battlefield below, and there was no way to pose a threat to their companions below with the werewolves alone.

Rather than participating in the battle and ending the battle sooner, they should be more vigilant about possible accidents around them, and the battle between the two sides is likely to attract the attention of the beast.

In such a cold winter season, the beasts that are still active are extremely terrifyingly aggressive, and there is no shortage of ruthless characters among these beasts who can reach the level of legend.

The two warriors on the ground did not rush to attack the werewolves, the leather armor they wore was enough to block the werewolves' long-range attacks, and the shields made of iron in their hands were not ornaments.

The caster behind was ready, and a blazing light appeared in her palm, a bright light illuminating the dim forest, and in an instant, the blinding white light flashed away.

The simplest [Light Technique] can sometimes achieve good results, and the werewolf who keeps moving and keeps closing his eyes in pain.

Their keen sense of smell still keeps them fighting at this time, but the negative effects of losing their eyes cannot be ignored.

Despite their decline, the werewolves began to evacuate with a wealth of experience, and they were familiar with the environment and could look for another opportunity to attack when their eyes recovered.

These are the tasks that this adventurous team has come here for, and no one wants to let these targets escape from their eyes, especially if no one likes to spend more time in this terrible place in this terrible weather.

The werewolf, who was turning to flee, felt his body become heavy, and his sturdy limbs seemed weak, as if he had not eaten for several days to replenish his nutrition.

It could be the Curse of Weakness, or the Ray of Weakness

Their eyes now have no way to see, and it is difficult to detect what kind of magic the enemy is using in such a situation, and because of the mysterious nature of magic, they also do not know how to solve their own problems.

The werewolves already knew that they could not escape the pursuit of the enemy in their weakened state, and they communicated in the language of werewolves, and then stopped leaving.

A low, mournful howl echoed through the woods, and in normal times, it was the cry of a rival in the face of a strong enemy. However, in such an environment, these werewolves have no companions.

The faces of several adventurers became ugly, they didn't expect these werewolves to be so ferocious, and they actually made such a disturbance at this time.

"Quick, kill them. ”

The caster said to the two warriors next to him.

The cry of a werewolf would travel far and wide in such an environment, and it would provoke the hungry beasts, and if the hibernating beasts were awakened, the situation would be even worse.

And judging from the actions of those werewolves, the situation may be worse than imagined, and the owner of this territory may be a bad-tempered and strong guy, and it is very likely that he is a legend.

The two warriors did not stay next to the caster, they also felt the severity of the situation, and quickly charged towards several werewolves, their sharp swords cutting through the air, bringing a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Instead of going head-to-head with these warriors, the werewolves spread out, relying on loose formations and speed to dodge and defend, with the clear goal of stalling for time.

【Cat Elegance】

The casters who stayed behind used the right magic at the right time, and the werewolves had no way of gaining an advantage in speed and agility, and they were forced into a fierce hand-to-hand battle with the two warriors.

The two rangers who were on the branches had already pulled out their weapons, which were light crossbow arrows, finger-thick arrows had finished loading, the tiny sound of bowstrings sounded, and the two werewolves on the ground had been pierced through their hearts.

Bright red, hot blood spurted from the wound in his heart, and the air began to smell like rust.

The aura of magic appeared on the bodies of the two warriors, and the power of the slash gradually increased, and dense cracks had appeared on the werewolf's weapons.

Soon, the two werewolves, who were the warrior's opponents, were cut in half, and the team quickly withdrew in the direction they had come, without checking the results.

I only hope that these corpses will attract more beasts, and these hungry beasts can delay the attention of the lords of this region while they eat.

Unfortunately, the speed of their evacuation was still not fast enough, in the dim woods, the scarlet eyes had already opened, and the terrible black shadow ignored the corpses that had become frozen on the ground, and chased straight in the direction that several adventurers had left.