Although Freljord is covered in ice and snow all year round, ordinary continental species, no matter how tenacious they are, will become a lump of ice slag here, therefore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info is known as the forbidden land of life.

But in the eyes of the people of Freljord, every flower and grass here is a masterpiece of the gods.

Or, what can survive in such an environment not be called a miracle?

However, on this snowy field, there is another creation created by the god "hand slip for a moment" - trolls.

Scoundrel, greedy, savage, disgusting.

These words are the standard adjectives for every Freljord, and even a barbarian can puff out his chest and say that he is more civilized than a troll.

These creatures, who are nearly a head taller than humans, live in various parts of the snowy plains, they are extremely uncivilized, they live a life of wool and blood, they do not know how to farm, they do not hunt, they do not even know anything about picking fruits, and there is only one way to survive - plunder.

That's right, every troll is a natural bandit, their weapons are rudimentary, most of them even use some sharp ice cubes as weapons, they have a cowardly personality, although the trolls are tall, but only when faced with more than twice the number of people, will summon up the courage to charge with those strange weapons and shout grunting slogans.

But even then, they keep an eye on their kind to make sure they're not the first to rush out.

The average barbarian only needs a few roars and a few trolls to slash down the higher trolls with a knife to scatter, but once they succeed, they will drag their spoils of war - men and everything they can eat back to their filthy gathering place.

By the way, the dirty nature is already the greatest beautification of the living conditions of these trolls, who are cowardly and lazy, and after enjoying their spoils, these creatures will throw the wreckage around where they sleep - along with their excrement, and let the wind and snow drown it, and they can still sleep in this disgusting environment until the next time they are hungry.

But this creature, with its extremely strong reproductive ability and terrifying vitality, has survived in Freljord for thousands of years, and even the ancient Freeljord Empire has not exterminated these dog skin plasters.

Perhaps, in a way, this is one of the wonders of the ice field...... Is it?

Trandel is a troll.

But he prefers to be called the King of Trolls.

Because he hadn't encountered a single troll who could fight him now, at least since he had obtained the weapon in his hand, the "bonecrimper" from the Frost Witch.

That's right, Bonebreaker, that's probably the best name a troll can come up with.

Like his kind, Trondel perfectly inherited the savage, bandit traits of the Troll Clan, but he was able to become the King of Trolls not only because of a wand made of magic.

Wisdom.

That's right, the reason why Trondel was able to stand out from the tens of thousands of trolls, and was even accepted by the Dark Witch as a subordinate, was by intelligence.

"If you can't get it, you will outwit it, and if you can't outwit it, you will take it by force." ”

The seemingly simple-minded words fully illustrate the competitiveness and cunning of this troll, who is several times stronger than ordinary trolls.

This is why the Frost Witch sent him to guard the secret passages of her palace.

Trandle led his people - no, according to his words, after the kingdom moved into this untouched labyrinth, his life became better and better day by day.

For the first time, being the king of all trolls' dreams, and being handpicked by the Frost Witch, the two joys overlapped with each other, and this double joy brought more joy.

For example, the human in front of you.

Trandre leaned down, clenched the bone crusher in his hand, and couldn't help but lick her ugly lips as she looked at the blonde girl walking slowly down the hallway.

That's right, trolls are cannibals.

Ordinary trolls eat everything, the elderly, children, men, women, as long as they can fill their stomachs, they will not refuse.

But as the king of trolls, Trandel naturally has his own way of taste.

Men have chewy heads, women have more tender meat, old people have thin teeth, and children have crispy and juicy bones.

These terms, which are disgusting in the eyes of ordinary people, are praised as tasteful in the community of trolls, which is one of the things that Trandle is most proud of.

And in the recipe of Trandel, the first place is the blonde one, which is said to be a maiden from De Hondale.

Yes, the one down there who broke into troll territory.

Despite his cunning, Trendel still follows the instinct of every troll - cowardice...... Oh no, according to his words, it was called caution, and he watched and followed Lux from a platform several meters high for a long time before he was sure that he could not beat himself and could outwit him.

Thinking of this, Trandel's big mouth already flowed out of a foul-smelling liquid.

You know, every time the Frost Witch feeds him food, it's already a frozen corpse, and it's a mouth full of ice slag when chewed, which makes Trondel feel really unfit for a "king".

Despite the Frost Witch's prowess, Trandle will not give up on his pursuit of food, and it is his job and interest to eat the intruders who have strayed into this labyrinth.

Thinking of this, Trandel couldn't take it anymore, raised the bone crusher in his hand, and jumped down.

Bang!

With a puff of smoke and dust, Lux was knocked to the ground by the force of the impact.

"Troll time!"

With a deafening roar, a figure twice as tall as Lux stepped out of the smoke, its ugly face showing a greedy expression—not about lust and money, but of the most primitive, naked appetite.

Trolls!

In the War College, the biology teacher once used trolls as an example and told a lot about Freljord, and Lux naturally knew that trolls were creatures that eat people.

But...... But the troll in front of him is too big, too strong.

Lux struggled to move her limpy legs, trying to back off, but at some point, she was surrounded by at least twenty or more trolls.

What to do?

In a hurry, Lux hurriedly used the few magic powers in her body to resist, but the severe malnutrition had slowed her body's reaction.

At this time, the giant stick in Trandel's hand had been raised high......