Now, Alice is left alone.

For some reason, Hadawa couldn't even wait for the two of them to wake up and set off early to get into the carriage to Dugu City. And Roy rushed to the Rift Valley while she was asleep - supposedly because a couple of sneaky guys had found him.

Now Alice is accompanied only by the armor and armament given to her by the foundry.

This should be a good piece of steel, and the full-covered plate chain composite armor protects the girl like a steel fortress. And the girl's endurance beyond ordinary people can also make her movements smooth and free. The werewolf's head was made with a secret method and placed on her right shoulder armor, and with the broadsword dagger in the girl's hand, it could simply scare off the wolves at night!

Originally, Alice had planned to take a carriage from Creek to Xueman, and then find a way to Wintercastle. But I don't know why, but she couldn't find a single carriage going back and forth to the stream, and it was said that it was because of the poor roads and the breeding of robbers. But Alvor showed her another way, and that was through the Hanluo Mountains.

It is said that there is a trail that leads directly to the snowy outskirts.

I don't know why, when Alvo said this to Alice, the girl felt a faint sense of discomfort in her heart. This is similar to how she felt before she encountered the Bear Monster and the Frost Spider Mother in Helgen Fortress.

Maybe it's because I have too much heart. Alice thought to herself.

According to the foundry, there are only a few robbers on the Frostfall at most. If she sees them, she hopes that Alice will get rid of them.

Maybe the number will be a little different. But it should be difficult for her - even if she is the elite of the Storm Cloak, Alice is confident that she will kill them all. What's more, just a little thief?

The girl waved her broadsword, and she felt herself become stronger when she woke up. Maybe it has something to do with the strange standing stones. She desperately needs an opponent to prove her strength.

Of course, Alice would never admit that Hadava and Roy were sad to leave without a word, and at the same time couldn't stand the strange atmosphere in the old blacksmith's house, especially the inexplicable hostility of the pretty girl named Dosse. I just want to come out and fight!Well, that's it!

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The mountain road to the top of Hanluo is long and winding, with the occasional wild wolf on the way. They may be a threat to a lone bard or merchant, but their minions are a little too much for a warrior in heavy armor.

Their only success was to leave a few scratches on the girl's shins.

In short, the seven or eight wild wolves encountered on the road did not cause any trouble for Alice. She disposed of them almost one by one. A few who wanted to escape were also killed one by one by the girl with a crossbow machine. Alice even wanted to try cooking them, but the rough and sour wolf meat combined with her cooking skills couldn't even Alice herself. I had no choice but to do it.

This laid-back atmosphere is maintained until the mountainside.

"That's supposed to be a snow troll. Alice said to herself.

On the way to Creek, Hadava and Roy once gave the girl a rough description of the various beasts that might be encountered in the sky. And snow trolls, which are not uncommon, naturally do not fall.

It was a snow-white creature about the height of a two-story building. The claws were sharp and sharp, and the third giant pale blue eye on the forehead was particularly deep.

This thing is said to be very afraid of fire, and if you have a fire-enchanted sharps in your hand, it will not be much more difficult to kill them than it is to kill a goat. But if you can't cut through the heavy fur of the snow trolls and ignite their fat. Trolls' powerful self-healing abilities and terrifying destructive power can plunge even the most seasoned hunters into the deepest despair.

As a result, the troll's fat deposits are also extraordinarily precious. It's not just that they're precious alchemical materials, it's also that it's extremely difficult to kill these fierce, thick-skinned creatures without fire—there are at least a thousand trolls and their variants hunted each year in Skyrim, but less than a tenth of them can collect fat.

The girl looked at the broadsword in her hand.

It is well-made, sharp, and indeed the best of steel swords.

Unfortunately, there are no enchantments.

She shrugged her shoulders, since there were no shortcuts, then it was better to fight head-on.

Ten minutes later, the battle ended.

Alice looked helplessly at the few cracks scattered on the kite-shaped shield and sighed softly. The refined steel shield known as 'excellence' is also this kind of process. In the face of the snow troll's onslaught, it was not as solid as the forger claimed to be as solid as it was claimed.

In fact, even the glittering sword was not as sharp as Alice thought. Although when dealing with wolves before, it was like chopping melons and vegetables. But it doesn't seem to be able to cut through the fur of the snow trolls very well. In the end, Alice used her not-so-mature tongue of fire to coke the trolls.

"Did he take the wrong thing?" Alice looked at the equipment on her body, feeling more and more puzzled.

According to the common sense of warriors that Hadava popularized to her on the road, a set of refined full-covered steel armor is usually the pursuit of an ordinary mercenary for more than ten years. For this reason, fratricide is also not hesitated. But if the final reward is only this level of armor. Then Skyrim, the land of warriors, is a bit unworthy of its name.

The girl shook her head, holding back the uneasiness in her heart. Begin examining the remains of the snow trolls.

Appalling.

"Looks like it's burned thoroughly......" she looked away from the large pool of black, barely visible gelatinous stuff on the ground, the kind of stuff that even a hungry scavenger wouldn't be interested in.

However, according to someone, trolls are such creatures. There is a habit of dragging prey back to the nest before feasting. Therefore, there are often some unexpected surprises in their old nests. Some clever hunters even jokingly refer to them as 'moving treasure chests'.

Following the footprints on the snow, the girl gradually deviated from the mountain road. Soon after, she found a leeward cave. The corpses inside had long since been dehydrated and turned to dead wood by low temperatures. There is no bad smell either.

"This cave isn't big, and I guess it can't fit two snow trolls. ”

The icy wind passed through the mountain walls, leaving a hollow echo inside the cave. Alice looked back and saw that the footprints she had left had been swept away by the light snow that had been blown up by the cold wind. Tiny snowflakes condensed in the air.

"It's not very cold. But heavy snow may fall. Alice thought for a moment that she might have to spend the night in this cave. Then something is an eyesore. She bent down, picked up the corpses from the cave, and threw them out piece by piece.

A large part of it has been completely rotten, and its structural integrity is only maintained until the maiden throws them out of the cave. There may be merchants, warriors, robbers, and poets. No matter how noble or lowly, they all fell off the cliff with a soft sound, and completely turned into a puddle of smashing.

Soon after, the small cave was largely cleaned up, except for some loot. The rest was thrown out of the cave by Alice. A small part of the snow was buried in the snowdrift at the mouth of the cave, but as the wind gradually strengthened, the not-so-heavy leather skeletons were swept down the mountain almost as soon as they left the mouth of the cave.

Maybe some farmer at the foot of the mountain will get a strange refreshment?

Alice didn't care, she just looked worriedly at the already vague mouth of the cave. The blizzard in the sky was not something to get along with, and the girl did not think that she would be able to climb the cold mountains under the threat of such a harsh climate.

"Is that what 'cold fall' means?" the girl tried to poke her fingers out of the cave slightly. The cold snow made her fingers tremble slightly. By the time the girl took it back, her outstretched fingers were slightly shriveled.

It hurts a little, but it's not very strict.

The girl checked her package, and she didn't have much with her. Some dry cakes, a few pieces of bacon, and a pot of water can probably last about three days.

"Well, I'll stay here until the snow is over. Alice said softly, turning her gaze to what she had gained from cleaning the nest. Aside from some broken brass and iron, wooden bows and iron swords, the most striking thing is a spellbook with some crude spells - its former owner is supposed to be some immature wizard's apprentice.

Although this is not very precious, it is a very rare spell. But being able to pick up a copy in such a remote cave makes Alice sigh about her luck.

"Looks like I'm really connected to magic. Maybe I was a wizard before I lost my memory?"

Alice is well aware that she has a unique talent. Small weapons such as one-handed swords, axes, and maces were to her as if they were part of an extended arm. She can master it almost effortlessly. But those two-handed heavy weapons are a little inadequate. But it is also far beyond the talent that the average person should have.

And the difficult and obscure arcane text in the spell book seemed to her as easy to understand as a children's enlightenment textbook. Although she couldn't explain it, she was able to understand the meaning of the runes with ease. This made Alice feel that she was most likely a powerful magic swordsman before she lost her memory.

But neither Hadava nor Roy flatly denied that Skyrim had ever had such a person. Not even the legends are similar. One of them was an imperial clerk and the other was a high-ranking thief. The information available covers almost all the black and white sides of the sky. Where there are any young talents, they will inevitably know the information of the first few hands. In this case, it should be unlikely that something is missing.

This made the girl feel distressed.

Maybe I was just a small role before?

Unlike when she was in Helgen, it took Alice about half an hour to figure out how and how the regeneration technique was released. When a soft bright yellow light enveloped his body, some of the bruises he had suffered against the snow trolls were quickly healed.

The effect is not bad.

As for the next flame bolt...... Alice looked at the wind curtain outside the cave. "If it's released here, it might blow up this place. I think I can test the effect on those robbers. ”

The flame in the girl's hand condensed into a ball, and then slowly dissipated. A strong sense of sleepiness hit Alice's mind.

Is it too much mana?' Alice thought.

She then searched her surroundings, but there was no movement except for the howling of the wind.

"Looks like it's safe here. You can take a break here. ”

It was getting dark. The blizzard shows no signs of stopping.