I tossed until the second half of the night, tired of lying down several palm needles, and barely finished the whole "White Tiger Guard".

I have to say that the craft of elves is really magical.

When he was tattooed, Richard felt that his back was very itchy throughout the whole process, and as the number of needle drops increased, the itch became more and more severe. The lord of the mountain fort who did not blink an eye in the battlefield deathmatch took the initiative to stop and scratch several times. A group of fighters laughed at it, and they thought they were talking in a whisper about whether the leader was particularly itchy.

In fact, it was not that Richard was afraid of itching, but that Moria's poison, as a bee venom, was irritating in itself.

But the moment the last stitch fell, Richard suddenly felt the itch disappear without a trace, as if it had never existed. At the same time, a warm current began to spread and spread in the body, like blowing up a balloon, blowing its own strength to the top!

According to the records of the elves, after the clansmen tattooed the magic energy tattoo, they often gained a multiplier in strength, which can be called a step to the sky. But that's because of their tide, for the already amazing power of the lord of the mountain castle, of course, it is impossible to draw a gourd in the same way, it is too domineering.

Richard could feel that his own strength had increased by about 20%. To the uninitiated, this figure may not be too exaggerated. But Richard himself knows that the difference in strength is two percent, and in actual combat, it often means that the result is one-sided.

If you change to an ordinary Alpine Fort warrior, the increase ratio should be even greater. If the magic tattoo is spread throughout the Ripper, fools will know how terrifying the effect is.

However, it is a pity that even with the support of soil fertilization, the expansion of the cultivation of Naxi narcissus cannot be completed overnight. Richard estimated that it would be at least this time next year for the Magic Tattoo to be available in supply.

Bernard nodded perfunctorily with a "the undead believe you" expression. Vera, on the other hand, was more direct and rolled her eyes at him.

"Disgusting. Sister Light paused, "I mean the weather. ”

............

The iron ore of the mountain fort is underwater, and the ore can be salvaged with trawls in spring, summer and autumn. But since the beginning of winter, the trend of the lake freezing is inevitable, and mining has stopped altogether. The slaves who were mining were all driven by Buckland to dig ditches so that they could be used as moats in the spring of next year.

Now on the edge of the iron mine, there are only a few vassal tribes left in the former dwarven tribe, as a symbol of the rule of the mountain fortress here.

Although the fighting power of the rabbit and the goat people is worrying, their ability to run can be called a perfect score. In addition, with the endorsement of the gold-lettered signboard of Gaoshan Fort behind it, the surrounding indigenous tribes not only did not dare to offend them, but wanted to rush to the end.

This made a group of all-you-can-eat vassals who usually ate shriveled feel that the serfs had turned over as masters.

"Day. A rabbit man stepped on the thick ice on the surface of the lake and smacked his lips regretfully, "After the thaw, there will definitely be warriors coming, who will be too rare to pat us on the back when the time comes." ”

In fact, even the vassals had a good time in the high mountain fort, and they didn't think much of the things sent by the natives, and sometimes they gave them away when they turned their heads in front of them. However, they are usually instructed by others, but now they finally have the opportunity to instruct others, and their psychological needs have been greatly satisfied.

"yes, just a few pieces of rotten goods, it's not a head light. His goat-man friend saw it very clearly.

"You say, it would be nice if it was so cold all the time. The rabbit man's two long ears shook and began to whim.

He would rather be frozen, and he would like to play a majestic role for two more days. It's okay if you haven't experienced this kind of thing, but if you experience it once, nine out of ten will become addicted.

"Why don't you eat fart, you don't freeze how many mines our mountain fort will lose, and then let those dwarf people chase you with hammers!" the goat man rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "You rabbit hearts are just not real." ”

"I'm just thinking about it. The rabbit man retorted with a red face, "And you don't want to attack the race, several of the maids around the lord are rabbit people." ”

"We can apply again next year. The goat man saw that his friend was anxious, and hurriedly said a few words to soften and coax.

"Yes. ”

For a weak race like the rabbit and the goat people, usually eight sticks can't hit a fart, and a few verbal trips are considered serious disputes. The two friends who had just "turned their faces" didn't know what to say for a while, and they each looked at their feet silently.

"Eh, why are there so many bubbles?" the rabbit man looked good, and suddenly noticed that bubbles kept rising in the lake, and they didn't stop until they were blocked by ice. It looks like it's been going on for a while, and there's a rather large cavity under the ice.

"There are big fish?" the goat man vetoed himself first, "no, where did the creature come from in the backwater salt lake?" ”

"Maybe there's a crack in the ground that has let the lake go. "The rabbit man actually didn't understand what was going on, and he was just talking nonsense just to give himself courage.

"I don't think this ice is melting. The goat-man simply knelt on the ice, stared sideways at the ice above the cavity with one eye, "It's melting! It's dripping water! It's melting so fast!"

"Don't scare people!" The rabbit man didn't know what to be afraid of, but he was very panicked. The two long legs twitched unconsciously, ready to run at any time.

"Look, there's something swimming down there......"

The two of them were brave together and looked at the ice for a long time. But the ice is not glass after all, and the uneven texture is not clear. After watching it for a long time, the goatman was not sure whether the wagging tail just now was an illusion or a branch.

When they looked at each other, they both thought it should be just an oolong.

"Day, suspicious every day, scared to death sooner or later. The rabbit man rolled over and sat on the ice, and the back of his neck was covered with cold sweat when he touched it. He decided to wait for the next time the natives came to slap the horse, he would also scare and scare them, and give himself courage.

"No, no!" The goatman looked behind the rabbit man, but suddenly jumped to his feet and screamed as if he was crazy: "The ice is about to break!

The sound of the ice cracking in a "click, click" easily drowned out the cries for help from the two unlucky guys. And then there was a movement, like two stones rubbing against each other.

............

Richard had planned to entertain Bernard and Vera, but things didn't always go his way. Before the guests could settle down, the unexpected came first.

"Your Excellency. Hurt walked up to Richard with a gloomy face, whispered close to his ear, "There's something going on at the iron mine." A rabbit man ran back to report the news, but he was so badly injured that he ran out of breath before he could speak. ”