Teucer's eyes were misty, and his soul was clearly wandering outside the window of his mind. Although he was ready for the big guy Legral's "graduation ceremony" - the armor was already neatly dressed, the sword was sheathed and hung at the waist, and the longbow and quiver were carried behind him.

"Teucer, you're dreaming of your ridiculous heroes again! Do you think this time it's really like Legral's big guy said 'game'? Come on! It's a game we have to try with our lives. I don't think you should 'dream' right now, but think about where we should start gathering intelligence. In a few moments, the guide will be climbing up the treetops. Glenn, sharpening his knife, interrupted Teucer's thoughts as he flew off into the distance. Glenn smeared a green dye on his yellowish face that didn't quite match his complexion. Glenn believes that green is the color of Forrester, and that green stripes can bring Forrester blessings to himself.

"Hmm." Teucer nodded unsatisfactorily, then he turned to Glenn and thoughtfully discussed the graduation assessment, "This mission is really mysterious, what kind of demon, I have been to the forest of Tuang, isn't it as quiet as this Sheffield, I really don't know what medicine can be sold in this big guy's gourd." ”

"The Devil - no one has ever seen him for what he really is, maybe only our ally Giant Eagle! Maybe not! I always have a bad feeling that I can't speak," Glenn lowered his ears, his face darkened, and he leaned close to Teucer's ear and whispered in a low voice, "Shhhhhhhhh Incredible. Do you know what the word Tuon means in our Wood Elf language? ”

"you, Glenn. Isn't it as homophonic as we Trians? Teucer handed his robe to Glenn, "You're not going to tell me there's a goblin." Well, the village above the grave. Interesting! ”

Teucer didn't believe in ghosts at all. "If there were really ghosts in this world, I wouldn't have been killed by them sooner. Ha ha. Teucer held his stomach, which was already sore from laughter. You wood elves have such a good sense of humor. It's okay to like to joke about the graveyard. I can't remember telling you myself? I had been to the Goblin Lair at Mount Hawk before I came to Sheffield, and there were probably a lot more dead than the village built on the grave, right? ”

"I'm not kidding, Teucer! I've never joked about you. Glenn's face flushed, "I think we've gotten to know each other a little bit during our time in training." I don't want to tell you any lies. ”

Teucer burst into laughter that made him breathless.

"I think I'm laughing out of breath! I've got to get up and jump, I've got to get up and jump! Hey, Glenn, don't get me serious on this topic! My man, haha... Don't be funny. They all made me laugh to death. I know, haha... I know you're telling the truth on the training ground, but I also know that what you're saying now is all hypothesis. My goddess Arcana once said that when a person dies, the soul goes to him, which is called the Spirit Temple, and all that remains in this world is a slowly decaying body. Of course, there were those who didn't go to Arcana, which Jenminsk said was a wandering spirit that couldn't rest in peace. That's the dance of your 'wood elves'. ”

Teucer seemed to be on the subject, and it was rare for his partner to tell him a joke right now.

Glenn looked angry, and he turned his face away from Teucer. Teucer finally sensed Glenn's indifference, "Alright, alright, my good buddy, my good partner. I know I've said a fallacy that you can't agree with. Forgive me, I'm different from your culture, and I may inadvertently hurt your feelings, because I'm a native of Goodbai, even though I'm now a member of the Wood Elves. But there are habits like faith and jokes that can't be changed. Teucer became incoherent as he excused himself.

Glenn took out a small wooden man from the package, kissed him gently, put him in front of his couch, and prayed to Forrester step by step: "fОгёзтмогезем" From time to time, he glanced at Teucer slightly, and the peeking eyes were full of indifference, and then he snorted coldly.

After a long wait, the assembly horn finally sounded. After Legral briefly recounted the graduation assessment task, the members of this elite team of trainees took advantage of the hazy moonlight to set off towards their goal. The winter snow wind whistled and blew across the faces of the rangers like blades of ice, and the snow was piled up on Sheffield's land at least half a foot high, and the rangers struggled to walk through the snowy world in the dark night, and in a short time a layer of snow and ice shoulders were erected on the brown robe on Tok's shoulders.

Teucer's thick brownish-black eyebrows were soon covered in white mist-like ice crystals and turned white.

"I can't believe that Sheffield's winter is even colder than Goodbay's." Puffs of white smoke came out of Teucer's nose.

"It's a good year." Glenn ran right beside him, "You haven't seen a time when it's so cold here. That could really be described in the words of your Trians—the snow and the sky. ”

"Oh, Glenn, so there must be a winter you'll never forget?" Teucer seems to be interested in the topic of Sheffield's winter.

"Of course, I remember when I was younger, Sheffield had a heavy snowfall that I had never seen before, there were trees crushed by the snow everywhere, how deep was the snow on the road? Do you know? "Glenn always likes to ask rhetorical questions.

"I don't really know the depth of the snow, but I do know that when your 'current' shoots out, it turns into a frozen arc." Teucer rubbed his hands together, "Maybe even now." Don't sell it. ”

"Yes, it was so cold, if you took off your pants in the snow and ice, you would turn into a frozen chrysanthemum in an instant!" Not to be outdone, Glenn went head-to-head with Teucer. "I'm asking you to guess the thickness of the snow to tell you the depth of the snow, and you, the hillbilly of Goodby, must have never seen it before! One foot can drown your knees! ”

"If I get an arrow in the knee." Teucer stuck out his tongue, "If you don't want to get an arrow in your knee, please stop calling me a nasty hillbilly and don't let me think of you like a goblin, man." ”

"If that's the case, you're dead." Glenn gestured to Teucer and strangled his neck.

The guide slowly climbed from the treetops to the top of his head, looming in the wind and snow, and the wanderer seemed to be unable to bear the loneliness, struggling to flash a light blue cold light outside the clouds of the night sky in an attempt to pass through the clouds and illuminate the path of the would-be wood elf task force, but he and the guide were soon obscured by clouds mixed with wind and snow in the air. In the distance, the howls of the Wolves, carried by the snowy wind, were occasionally heard, and suddenly a huge black mountain shadow appeared in the dark night dotted with wind, rain and snow, which was the distant shadow of Hawke Mountain.

"Look, that's Mount Hawke, and deep inside that mountain is the goblin's lair. And my footprints. Teucer pointed to the Black Mountain Shadow and said, "When I have nightmares, I'll often go back to that horrible lair." ”

"What exciting news. Do you know the reason why you often dream home? Mr. Torke. Glenn snorted coldly.

"Does Mr. Glenn have an understanding of this?" Teucer asked curiously, though their communication was always full of gunpowder, but it was a dry spice, "I hope your words are not full of curses." ”

"Of course it will be full." Glenn's tone was sinister, "I personally think that place is for your soul - so your soul will always dream of it." If it's me."

"Oh, Goddess Arcana, Mr. Glenn! That's enough! What a vicious mouth you have. If it were you—I think you'd dream of your Forrester tomb. Teucer spat on the ground, his face full of disgust, "That's the end of the conversation before we left." Glenn! Jokes aside, if you're going to provoke my soul, I'll gladly accept your challenge after this graduation season. ”

"Ah, it seems that the joke climbs too high like a vine in the forest! Don't get excited, my good partner. As you said, let's not delve into the topic before we go. You know me, and that's the character of my Wood Elf - if you don't do it, you will be reciprocated, and your heart will itch to panic. Glenn stopped talking, and walked through the wind and snow with his head buried.

The night sky grew darker, and Teucer knew that dawn was approaching. As they got closer and closer to Mount Hawke, the blurred distant shadow gradually turned into a mountain shrouded in ice and snow. The forest under the mountain has been completely covered with snow and ice, and the former forest has turned into a sea of white. On the right side of the looming dirt road, a snow-covered 4-way guiding arrow suddenly appeared, and its three large guiding arrows pointed in three directions: north, east, and southwest: the guiding arrow was carved with crooked wood elf inscriptions: Entle, Goodbay; Sheffield; A small arrow sign hung beneath the arrow to the town of Gudebai, and after gently wiping away the snow from it, the vaguely legible text was finally revealed: 10 miles southeast - Tuan.

"It's almost time to reach my village." Audibly, a member of the Wood Elf Ranger from Tuon couldn't wait to introduce his village.

"Sandro. This is the place you're most familiar with. Maybe you'll be able to be the captain of our Einsatzgruppen when you go back this time. The five or six of his friends gathered around the Wood Elf Ranger named Sandreau, "What a bargain." After becoming the captain, I also gave us a few deputy captains or something. ”

"This is indeed a lucky bargain, but thank you brothers for your continued support to me, follow me, I am a living map here." The Wood Elf Ranger member named Sandro patted himself on the chest.

The darkness was gradually broken through by the sun, and the east gradually turned white, and the sunlight hiding behind the horizon drew the outline of the distant mountains with the light of the forefront. The village of Tuon was already in sight, and the Quasi-Wood Elf Rangers quickly divided into two groups and spread out on the dirt slopes on both sides of the path. The 1st team of Quasi-Rangers stooped and ran quickly towards the small hill on the north side of the path, and the team of Teucer and Glenn ran quickly towards the small hill on the south side of the path, and under the cover of the snow and wind, the footsteps of the Quasi-Wood Elf Rangers were hidden by the wind. Everything went on quietly.

The village under the hill looked lifeless, and the roofs of more than 10 wooden houses were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the ice picks were dragged long, some even directly to the ground, as if the wooden houses had been abandoned in the snow and ice for a long time.

There was not a single early riser in the village, and there was a uniform darkness in the windows of the wooden elves' wooden houses. There was not a single flame of burning candles or the light of a campfire. There was an indescribable smell in the air, and Teucer, who was lying on his stomach in the snow, rubbed his frozen red hands like the other Wood Elf comrades. On the top of the small hill on the north side opposite Tok is the tomb of the wood elves, and the wooden strips inserted in the shape of the tomb are inserted on the top of the hill like matchsticks in winter, and of course, on the waist of the small hill under the tomb, and the companions on the north side are watching the situation of Tuang Village under the hill intently.

"It's weird. It is said that the wood elves of Tuang are diligent and get up early. It should be a different place to live in Sheffield. But it's already early in the morning, but it's surprisingly quiet. Glenn looked at the scene in front of him in confusion.

"There is a smell of dead people in this village." Teucer said coldly, looking very wary, "I'm sure this smell is only found in goblin slaughterhouses. I've smelled it, and I'm familiar with it. ”

"No way, it doesn't look like there's a goblin trail here. If a goblin had attacked this village, it wouldn't have been cold, you know what I'm talking about. Glenn lay on his stomach in the snow, hiding behind a snow-covered tree.

"That's right, if a goblin had been here, the building would have been reduced to ashes. Arson and looting are the behaviors that goblins should choose, and we in Goodbay are old friends with goblins. Teucer grabbed a cloud of snow from the crown of the tree and put it in his mouth.

The Wood Elf Rangers on the north side of the hill had moved, and they were signaling to the Wood Elf Rangers on Tok's side, only to see them wave their hands and slap them forward. Teucer, Glenn, and his companions clenched their hands into fists in affirmation. They quickly slid quietly into the village from the small hills in the north and south of the village of Tuang, with the help of white snow and a suitable slope. The first thing the two teams of special forces did after sliding into the village was to quickly approach the wooden houses of the villagers of Tuang, carefully probing through the hollow windows in the wooden wall.

"Guys! Bad luck must have happened here! Teucer saw a mess inside the cabin, green sheets torn from the outside and dipped in brown mottled blood.

The members of the Einsatzgruppen had already grasped the elven scimitar at their waists, and they had a premonition of great danger lurking in the village of Tuan. Their keen sense of smell allowed the wood elves to smell the smell of blood hidden by snow.

I don't know where the sound of the wooden plank crashing came from, and then a scream made the hearts of all the members of the Wood Elf Ranger Team rise to their throats.

"Sandro Sandro." It was the mournful cry of the Wood Elves.

"Ahh!!!h The Wood Elf's cry turned into a scream, "Wow, ah, no!! Sandro!!! ”

The screams of the wood elves raising their decibels echoed through the village of Tuan. The village of Tuon seems to wake up from its slumber and bring the nightmare back to reality from the dawn of the dream. The originally calm and seemingly soft snow was suddenly broken by countless dry and cold hands, and the members of the Einsatzgruppen quickly pulled out the scimitars at their waists in the noise.

"Where is there so many Trians and Wood Elves in the whole village? These people are lying under the snow? Teucer swallowed.

"Perhaps, we're in some kind of big trouble!" A hint of panic appeared on Glenn's face.

"Help me, save me, no!" The screams continued, and the sound was quite primitive.

"Where are you, Forrestal? Yes!! The noise and shrill screams gradually died away in the south, and then the sound of rustling footsteps sounded around the hut.