Shortly after entering the snow forest, in a clearing surrounded by trees, Carlos saw his destination.

The Forest Sanctuary is a small fortified structure surrounded by sharpened trees to create a ring of improvised fortifications.

Knock on the thick wooden door.

The group walked into the fortress.

I saw that there were many large and small canopies built in the open space inside, and the roof of the shed was made of needlework, which could prevent rain but could not shelter from the cold wind.

Bonfires were lit in several large canopies, and three groups of people sat around them, dressed like traveling merchants, each of whom numbered about forty people, and although they were merchants, they were all accompanied by hired samurai and equipped with good armor, most of which were chain mail.

And in a few small canopies, squatting travelers and swordsmen.

These people were originally leaning in front of the fire to keep warm, but when they saw Carlos and his party enter the village, they all raised their heads and looked curiously at this well-equipped team of nearly 100 people.

Carlos stepped out of the carriage.

A man who looked like the caretaker of the shelter walked out of the innermost wooden hut with a smile on his face and a smile of humility.

He stepped forward, "Your Excellency, honorable nobleman, please come in." ”

Carlos nodded, and led a few men into the cabin with the caretaker, while the trainee knights, led by the cold-dwarved Maclean, found an unmanned canopy and tied the carriage to the knight's armed horse.

This night they had to spend the night in the canopy, just like everyone else outside.

Carlos, dressed in a thick wolfskin coat, walked into the cabin.

Compared to the bitter cold outside, the house was hot and exuded warmth.

A wooden house, or an inn to be exact.

In the hall was a simple bar, not very large, with a few businessman-like drinkers sitting on high chairs at the bar and drinking in a sullen voice, and a group of burly men sitting around the long table shouting loudly, as if the wine was being drunk.

Walk through the bar lobby and enter the side door, behind which is a small courtyard separated by separate small rooms.

Carlos and the blue-robed magician each chose a separate room, while Grant, Anderson and the blue-robed magician's companion could only squeeze into one room tonight.

Several people put away their salutes and returned to the bar hall in unison.

When everyone returned to the lobby, there was silence in the bar, and the few people who were blushing and drinking and arguing just now were all quiet at this moment, and it could be seen that their outfits should be mercenaries.

And this group of mercenaries seemed to have just discovered the appearance of Carlos and the others, and they couldn't help but look at them.

Among the group, the blue-robed magician had the highest return rate, followed by Carlos, who wore gorgeous clothes and had an extraordinary temperament.

Carlos's aristocratic attire and the prominent magician logo on the blue-robed man's clothes undoubtedly show that the identity of the person who came was not simple.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

But soon the excitement resumed.

Carlos ordered a drink, and had some brought to the midshippers outside the canopy, as the bartender led them to the group of mercenaries to take their seats.

"Hey, new kid. A stout man at the table on the right shouted, "Are you passing through?"

All eyes were on that corner, and around a table sat several mercenaries, undoubtedly warriors, each with tomahawks of different sizes by their sides, and some even had two tomahawks beside them. Unlike the average Tomahawk warrior, several of them did not wear heavy armor.

Grant replied coldly, "Who do you call a brat? “

"Hmm, I really think it's great to have a magician by your side? In the ice and snow forest, I'm afraid that a magician alone won't be able to protect you, so it's better to be careful when you go out." The man said without showing any ill intentions.

Another drunken mercenary poked his head over and said with contempt: "Haha, a stunned nobleman, he hires a few people and wants to cross the ice and snow forest before the winter is over? ”

Grant was about to speak, but Carlos interrupted with a slight wave of his hand.

"So do you have any good way to cross the ice and snow forest?" Carlos couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw that the group of people seemed to be in full control, and looked like they were sure of themselves.

"Ha, this little nobleman asked well, you do have a good way to take you through the ice and snow forest. ”

"Tell me about it?"

Seeing Carlos's cautious and serious look, the other party couldn't help grinning, it seems that you have estimated well, the little nobleman in this group of people is a fledgling who has not been deeply involved at a glance, so that as long as a few words of intimidation, the custody can get what he wants.

As for the blue-robed magician who had been silent, although the mercenaries had some scruples, as long as they took care of the young nobleman as the little master, they were afraid that his inferior people would rashly deal with them.

Besides, barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, the mercenary squad, which has always been rampant, really wants to fight, and the crowd is not necessarily the opponent of the magician.

As for Grant and the silent little brother who accompanied the blue-robed magician, they were completely ignored by them, weren't they the servants and butlers of the aristocratic family?

These mercenaries have some skills, otherwise they wouldn't have all hid in bars to warm up and drink, instead of hiding in the canopy to endure the cold wind like the people outside.

However, these people wanted to pay attention to Carlos completely because they didn't know that there was a team of nearly 100 apprentice knights outside. In fact, there is even a dwarven Knight of Light.

"Ha, this little noble young master, our brother is also preparing to cross the ice and snow forest, if you are willing, we can protect you for a ride, but well. The lead mercenary said with a wicked smile: "Hehe, we are from the mercenary group, and we have to talk about it with a commission." ”

Anderson was originally going to rest in the room, but for some reason he suddenly came to the bar lobby, and when he saw the mercenary foaming at the mouth, he walked over angrily.

"What is your mercenary level?!The task of escorting you through the ice and snow forest in winter can be regarded as an S-level mercenary group to be eligible!"

The mercenaries were stunned when they were asked, but they didn't expect a knowledgeable guy to come.

The lead mercenary looked at Anderson with a frown.

"How can I say that? Although we are a small mercenary group and do not have S-level certification, we have the strength comparable to that of an S-class mercenary group. The man's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he opened his mouth and boasted.

Anderson looked at him, "Heh, comparable to the S-class mercenary group? I think you guys look at the most D, E, and F grades, right?"

Several of the mercenaries were suddenly a little frightened.

It seems that Anderson's guess was accurate.

In the silence of the mercenary, one of the berserker-looking people stood up, and although he was indoors in the cold weather, he was only wearing a thin underwear, and he sneered and looked at Anderson.

"Ha, how do you think the D, E, and F mercenary groups are worse than those S-class mercenary groups?"