On the vast prairie, the rolling hills and ridges acted as a barrier, slightly blocking the invasion of wind and snow, and from where Roger and the others were, they could only see the gloomy canopy on the other side of the hills—which seemed to those who did not know the inside story, it was no different from usual.

"Oops!"

At this time, Roger was stumbling forward on the ground without any image, his dark eyes were looking forward, but somehow, he suddenly jumped out of the hiding grass with his butt covered.

"Ritsu!"

A man suddenly popped up close at hand, and a creature that resembled a hyena was obviously startled, dropped the food in his mouth, and with a powerful rub of his hind limbs, he scurried into the deep grass that almost buried Roger's knees and disappeared.

"Roger, what are you doing!"

Just across from Roger, in the same yellowish deep grass, Tina got up from the ground, and began to count Roger without blogging down the hair-stained weeds.

"That hyena is almost in the trap, what are you doing all of a sudden? Tina put down the flying stone rope in her hand, "You can eat so much, but you can't even hunt, you were rushed to the scout team by the priests really because the high priest thought you were too good at eating?"

"I was lying on my stomach so well, I rolled over, and suddenly I got out under my ass...... What is this?" Roger rubbed his swollen ass and looked down, instantly frightened.

"Isn't this a hedgehog?!Where did it come from!" Staring at the little round head under his feet, covered in thorns, isn't it a hedgehog or something?

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just the ass. ”

If I hadn't turned over, wouldn't I have suffered...... At the thought of this, Roger shivered and shivered.

Although he let go of dinner because of his own shouting, isn't there ready-made meat under his feet?

He was about to pick up the little thing, but apparently the hedgehog did not expect the door of his nest, and was frightened, and its head was bent towards the ventral surface, and its body curled up in a ball, covering its head and limbs, and erecting thorns like steel thorns all over its body, so that Roger could not do it for a while.

Perhaps the hedgehog is six times more protein than beef?Roger muttered as he snapped his fingers, and a vague outline of his palm condensed in the air, grabbing the round hedgehog out of thin air, "Mage's hand." ”

After the mutation just now, the air was actually filled with thin magical elements, although it was far less than the concentration of magic at the moment when the mutation came, but it was more than enough to supplement the lowest-level magic apprentice like Roger.

However, because of Roger's rank limitation, he can still only release a level 0 spell trick, at best, he doesn't have to worry about replenishing his magic power, and he has a little more room to maneuver.

Slightly changing the magic model in the spirit, the palm-shaped mage's hand turned into a spherical shape, imprisoning the hedgehog inside, and with a move of Roger's hand, the ball flew into Roger's hand.

Talking to the hedgehog's sparkling little eyes, Roger was muttering something else, "What a mistake, why didn't you see this stubble on the trend?" If I had known that there would be some abnormalities here, the magic vacuum would be broken, where would I need to spend that effort and give up the rank that was so hard to recover?"

Senua's route of action was from the hills, and then almost all the way along the border of the steppe, passing through relatively safe areas and encompassing most of the outposts, and Senua's definite outpost was the farthest outpost of the tribe.

The two had been away from the hills for a few hours, and now they should be halfway through the planned trip today, and although they were running along the border of the steppe, Senna had actually chosen a flat section closer to the inner edge of the steppe in order to take care of the injured valley with a slow pace.

As far as the eye can see, as far as the eye can see, only the green weeds that cover the calves spread endlessly, and the night breeze is more refreshing than the breeze, and the grassland under your feet is also like a wave.

"Now that the food is in hand, don't bother, it's important to hurry, and the news of the omen must be brought back to the tribe as soon as possible. ”

Glancing at the hedgehog imprisoned in the ball, Senna turned around and went to the valley a little farther away, without the slightest sympathy that a girl would save in the face of cute things, after all, because of the perennial food shortage, the tribe could not cultivate such a hypocritical person.

Roger nodded, slapped the grass foam on his body, and continued to set off. Another faint wolf howl came from far away, but it could have been simply a hallucination caused by Roger's over-nervousness, or even the sound of the wind.

Roger walked on a prairie that seemed to never end, and the surroundings were so vast that he felt that the scenery in the distance had not changed for so long, and if it weren't for the hills behind him that had disappeared from sight, and Senna leading the way, he would have felt like he was going in circles at all.

The wind whistled in his ears, suppressing the meadow, and the cold wind had already chased here, and Roger tightened his clothes to resist the cold that permeated from his body to his heart.

Walking on the prairie with one foot deep and one foot shallow, Roger lowered his head and touched his grunting belly, hungry and cold, and couldn't help but sigh: "I ate a piece of salty barbecue in one day and starved to death." ”

"Sounds like you have an opinion about my barbecue?" Holding the injured Gu Gu, Senua's speed was not fast, but his tone made Roger chill.

"No, no, how could it be......" Roger, who has always been straight, was rarely shrewd, "I mean...... It's been a day, are we going to find a place to rest for the night?"

"No, this area is too dangerous. Senna was rare and reliable, "The hyena just now shows that there are difficult carnivores in the vicinity, maybe it is a golden-maned lion, and we need to leave as soon as possible." ”

"But it's also fast, there is a place in front of me, and I usually stop at when I go back and forth to the tribe. Realizing that Roger's scouting team didn't even have the same common sense as herself, Senna explained.

Roger nodded, grunting with the ball in his hand.

Walking in the night, Roger was actually reluctant to stop casually, physical and mental exhaustion, especially the empty magic reserves in his body, would undoubtedly make him think of returning to the Pan Continent temporarily.

Although it would be a good idea to return to Alexia now to replenish his form, even if his current state was not very good, he still decided to go on like this, without even going through the trend of his index finger, and he had a hunch that if he left this time, maybe the mission would fail.

"Could it be that the so-called omen of the Great Freeze was brought by himself?" Roger thought ridiculously as soon as this thought came to his mind.

Forget it, anyway, when he encounters a mortal threat, he will be forced to get out of here, and he doesn't worry about really hanging up, real men have never buckled the b button, and they won't go home if they don't die.

Besides, Roger, he looked into the distance, with the sign of the holy tree Nuratis, he would not get lost.

Horses can run open across the vast savannah, the shadows of the hills soon disappear from view, and when the rolling ridgeline fades away, there is only an endless green earth in the distance, and the scenery is still refreshing despite the faint light.

Roger, who suddenly became young, even felt that this scene at this moment could really be picturesque: the green grass of the other world spread endlessly, the twilight was heavy, under the canopy, the galloping horse (the wounded valley), and the moving woman leading the horse (yes, it was Senua).

Thinking about it this way, it really doesn't have a sense of picture at all.

The savannah scenery is beautiful, and hiking in this vast world is indeed refreshing, but to be honest, it takes a long time...... Actually, it's quite boring.

After walking like this for a long time, when the light faded and the meadows in the distance were blurred, the two finally reached the place where Senna had spoken, and the sharp-eyed Roger caught a glimpse of a wisp of cooking smoke very close.

In the vast prairie, the straight smoke should be visible from a distance, but I don't know how to get there before I notice it.

Senna didn't expect to find people here, it was still a day's way from the nearest outpost, and the tribe was even more distant, who would set up camp here?

"Except for you...... There shouldn't be anyone else in our tribe, right?"

Senna nodded: "As far as I know, only the Ancestors have escaped from the Third Kingdom. ”

"That's weird, where did they come from?" Roger was skeptical of Senua's frequent skipping classes.

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Placing Gu Gu a little farther away, the two of them groped in the dark.

Scattered and unplanned on a gently high slope, the village has no walls. Only a wooden fence that looks fairly sturdy on the periphery is counted as a boundary.

The houses are cylindrical in shape, made of thatch and clay, and look like tall yurts.

"It doesn't look like a place to live for a long time, it looks like a ...... A place to camp temporarily. ”

There were people in the camp, but the strange thing was that it was getting late, but there was no fire in the camp, and only vague figures could be seen.

The group wore garments made of coarse cloth and animal skins, which looked rough but finely made, giving the impression of a minority, most of them about two meters tall, and the shortest one Roger saw was estimated to be a head taller than himself.

Squinting, Roger saw that the men in the village also had horizontal and vertical lines painted on their faces with some kind of white and yellow paint, and he didn't know what that meant.

Anyway, there was a strong exotic smell rushing to the face—and by the way, there was also a burnt aroma, although it smelled a little hotter, but it was much more intimate than Senua's barbecue.

It's just that why is the style of this group of people so familiar?

"It's a scout! It's a scout team from the tribe!"