Count Colossius and the one-eyed dragon Arno came together again, and after resting at the Horn Mountain Inn, they leaned against the foot of the mountain of Ella, a group of legitimate 'smuggler' merchants who were quick to move, and in less than two days, the Moore Gorge appeared before their eyes.

"Head north along this canyon and you'll soon be to Nilmont. Colossius, we've been here together before. Arno, the one-eyed dragon, beside Count Colossius of Jafen, pointed to the canyon that winds northward, lined with fallen leaves and dancing to the sound of the stream.

"I don't think I'll ever forget the ugly thing that happened to the two of us here, Mr. Arnault." Culosius's red face seemed to keep smiling at all times.

"My dear bookkeeper, I wanted to eat you whole that time. You babble on and on with me, so that we don't even care about the guys behind us who are hungry and hungry. He was just riding a horse to discuss whether the gold coin should be given to the frightened guard. Arno feigned annoyance, habitually touching the top of his smooth head with his hand.

So we turned back and looked for the lost guy and the important goods, and then found them and came back again. We spent the whole day doing a lot of useless work, and by the time we had found the goods and the men, the men were already camping and sleeping. And this canyon, we are familiar with it. Kulosius couldn't help but purse the lips under the slightly augmented nose of the straight ridge mountain root.

"Our cargo, man, and your squire won't be able to get lost this time. If they get lost again, they won't even be as good as an old horse. Arno laughed, raised his whip and pointed ahead as he snaking forward, "Let's go, maybe we can experience the feeling of riding a horse again, who said I'm old?" Let the lazy lads behind me see that my bald one-eyed dragon is full of energy! I can still run the business for at least 10 years! ”

"Yes! It's been a long time since I've walked with you, the head of the caravan, and I really miss this feeling! I directly suspect that my daily chores in Yafen have made my bones rust, so take this opportunity to grind them by the way! As soon as Arno said this, the enthusiasm of Coulosius immediately swelled up, and the two of them both rode and galloped, and the scene of the previous business seemed to resurface in front of their eyes.

Facing the refreshing autumn breeze of the canyon, the companions who were slowly advancing behind the two of them heard distant laughter from time to time. The mallard duck, startled by the laughter, quacked, swayed and fluttered its fat wings and limping webbed toes, and flew into the stream beside the mud road, so that these guys began to discuss the question of how to cook mallard duck more delicious.

Tired of running, Culotius and Arno jumped off their horses, tied them to the trunk of a tree, and then galloped to the stream and drank the water, which made them have nowhere to release the pleasure of the drink, and they took the cold stream and threw it directly at each other. It wasn't until the two of them were wet like those mallards frolicking in the water that they stopped.

The good times are always short-lived, like the memories of the two are perfectly recreated.

Moore Canyon is not too long, the end of the winding road is just ahead, and the majestic White Snow Mountain seems to suddenly come out from behind the mountains of Ella Mountain, with white hair like frost and snow giants looking down on the two people at the end of Moore Canyon.

"What a happy time! You splashed me with ice water! Cyclops! Culosius pouted, but his eyes were full of smiles.

"Though mine is wearing a Peranda dress, it's not green." Arno winked at Culosius and pointed to the yellowish Perland heraldic suit, "But we're even." ”

"Obviously we should find some dry wood now and build a shelf to regenerate a campfire." Culosius kept shaking the water on his body, "This dress already looks like armor." We have to hurry, or we won't get to Niermont to visit Lord Zax, who has come from afar, and we will go back to Yafen first. ”

"Yes, my lord, your advice always sounds so caring." Arno, the bald one-eyed dragon, jumped off his horse and handed the reins to Culosius, "Man, you need to help me hold this horse." He was a fine horse sold in the city of Parma. ”

"I remember that the Eastern and Western Cavalry Ranch and the Hoth Ranch are no longer a few. Besides, it's better for you to call me a buddy. Old man. Count Colossius gladly took the reins from Arno, jumped off his horse with both reins in one hand, and led them to a large tree and tied them carefully.

Arno's figure had already run into the forest beside the road.

"What a quick guy. Ah, I think you need this thing to build a campfire. Cullosius glanced at the forest beside the road, then took out the small dagger he had carried with him from his horse's sack, sat cross-legged a few paces away from the tree, and then used the small dagger to dig out three triangular points in the earth, and found some pebbles in a large circle to enclose the three small holes that had been dug out.

"Man! Move fast enough! I like that you're so nimble. At this moment, Arno also selected several sections of good dry wood from the woods beside the road, carried them back like a strong ox, and quickly threw them on the ground, and then picked them up one by one, set up the bonfire stand, and in a short time, a bonfire burned vigorously.

"It's finally getting a little warm." Kulosius hurriedly took off his clothes and boots, "It feels terrible to be wet. ”

"No, the air here is really cold, I didn't think that way when I was riding a horse just now, but now that my body is completely cool, I really want to find a fire to sit next to it and roast it well." The bald-headed one-eyed dragon was also undressing, and the two of them sat on the ground, staring at each other through the jumping flames.

"How about a bet? Just sit and wait for those slow guys and attendants, and the eggs will be even colder. Culosius's already red face was even more evident in the light of the fire.

"To keep your eggs from getting too cold, I'd be happy to bet with you." Arno snorted, gesturing obscenely at the guy looming in Coolosius' white undershirts.

As Colossius had hoped, the slow men and their attendants did catch up with them at sunset, and they looked at the thick ash piled up in the cobblestone circle, and began to complain to themselves that the road in the canyon was too bumpy, which sounded like a reasonable explanation.

"It seems that this group of brothers has had a long journey, so they have to camp here tonight." Cullosius put on the clean clothes handed by the squire, and smiled slightly, he was the one who had appreciated and practiced the tricks of the guys, "Also, thank you for your bad luck." ”

"No, that's what these guys are. Since the lord's luck is so good, of course, I am willing to listen to your advice in order to get some of Arcana's blessings, and we will camp here today. Arno yelled impatiently at the slow reptilian men, "If you don't want to make your ass suffer any more, just set up the tent for me honestly, and I'll have to rummage through the cargo to see if you guys sneak anything out of it when I'm not looking at you." ”

After the boos, the camp gradually became quiet after a busy scene, and when the sky was slightly bright, Arno pulled up the sleeping men from tent to tent.

Niermont was already very close to Count Colossius and Arno's party, until the surroundings grew brighter, and with the newborn red sun, the small village at the foot of the eastern mountain of White Snow Mountain jumped into the sight of Coulosius and Arno.

"That's Nilmont. A quiet mountain village, only when people think of melting snow iced tea, will they think of this lonely place. Arno pointed to the windmills that were spinning in the distance, and the occasional early farmer or two was slowly mowing wheat in the fields beneath the windmills.

"Ah, on that hillside is the architectural masterpiece of the Custer people of Henjason's adoptive father's family, and the stakes erected outside the wooden fort are built in the same way as the small towers that line up outside Whitetown!" Curosius didn't notice the lazy spinning windmill, he noticed the lonely fortress building on the raised hillside.

"If that level of wooden castle is considered a masterpiece, it is estimated that the construction process of the royal city of Parma is a miracle. I wish the royal city of Parma could be built like here, then I would have free access to it. Arnault, the one-eyed dragon, helped his eyepatch, which was about to fall, "This building won't do much in a real fight. ”

"But I am afraid that there will never be any war in such a village. Even if there is a war, go to the mountains and hide for the rest of the day. However, I would like to invite His Excellency Zax Sharp as my vassal, and I will give him a coniferous forest on the shores of Lake Rif as a fief. Culosius changed his words, "It's always a guest who has no place to live here. And Custer's Jamson has always been a conservative and timid guy, at least I think. ”

"But there is one thing - the flames of war have never been burned from Yafin and Entre to his domain, and even if these are the urgent needs of the town of White, the Earl is clearly extraordinary. Maybe His Excellency Anderson is not what you say. Arno shook his head and patted Colossius on the shoulder, "Let's go, man, go there and quench your thirst with a cup of melting snow iced tea, maybe Lord Zax is waiting for us at the tavern there, I have a hunch that he knows we're coming." ”