As its name suggests, Snow City has no fireworks at all.

Just getting acquainted with the terrain, Sherlock didn't want to linger any longer, so he applied to Chihiro Nakamura, and after obtaining permission, he found Montenegro, and the three of them went to the market at the bottom of the mountain in Imirma.

"Sherlock, what do you think of this bracelet, it's carved from the teeth of the Snow Elvis." Chihiro Nakamura walked over as if she had found a treasure.

"The properties are so poor, and it looks like it's made of the teeth of an ordinary snow cat." Sherlock glanced at it, and then took it to Black Mountain behind him.

Montenegro looked at it carefully for a moment, and said respectfully: "Chihiro-sama, this is indeed made of the teeth of ordinary snow cats. “

"Is it ......" Chihiro Nakamura said with disappointment: "That boss actually lied to me!" ”

"Do I need to return it?" Montenegro dutifully plays the role of a little brother.

"Forget it, there aren't a few gold coins anyway." Chihiro Nakamura waved her hand.

At this moment, a group of guards in leather armor suddenly stopped everyone, and a stout man led by him spoke: "Excuse me, may I ask this lady, are you a witch?" ”

"Hmm!" Chihiro Nakamura nodded, revealing the black mask around her waist that represented her identity.

"Imirma, captain of the thirteenth fanged squad, Herac, has met the Witch." The leader saluted and said respectfully, "Do you need our guard?" ”

"No need, I'm here today with Agolaron's guests, let's just go shopping by ourselves." Chihiro Nakamura shyly refused, obviously not quite used to this extra respect.

"Okay." Herak nodded and said: "And the merchant who deceived you, I have sent someone to catch it, may I ask what you want to do, whether to feed the wolf or sink into the lake." “

"No, no, you just ask him not to lie to people in the future." Chihiro Nakamura said hurriedly.

"Praise you for your kindness." Herac saluted again, and then withdrew with his men.

In Lesserman, the status of witches reigns supreme.

Harming a witch is undoubtedly a death sentence, but disobedience to a witch's orders, cheating on a witch, etc., is usually a death sentence.

Unless, the offender is a child or another witch, or just an ignorant outsider who is committing the crime for the first time.

Previously, Sherlock had learned some relevant information from other people's mouths, or from some written records.

It's just that when he saw this kind of thing happen, he was still shocked.

"Eh~" Chihiro Nakamura sighed: "That's why I don't want to wear this mask." ”

"Don't you like such privileges?" Sherlock wondered.

"No......" Chihiro Nakamura originally wanted to say that she didn't like it, but when she saw the black mountain behind her, she couldn't open her mouth.

"Ah, it's almost time for dinner." Sherlock also realized that he was asking a little wrong, and changed the subject: "I heard that the sturgeon here is good. ”

"Hmm!" When Chihiro Nakamura talked about eating, she became excited again: "Especially the sturgeon in winter, the roe in it is particularly delicious. ”

Chihiro Nakamura had obviously been a visitor to Imirma and was familiar with the roads in the city, and took Sherlock and Black Hill around the mountains until they finally stopped in front of a small shop in the middle of nowhere.

"The sturgeon in this shop is the freshest, the owner's cooking skills are also very good, and their hot wine is the most flavorful." Chihiro Nakamura introduced enthusiastically, and then led people inside.

"Chihiro-sama, you're here again." In the humble hall, a middle-aged man greeted him with a smile.

"Boss, two sturgeons, three stacks of caviar, two portions of smoked cheese, three prongs of hot wine." Chihiro Nakamura said familiarly.

"Okay, the sturgeon I just caught in the morning is absolutely fresh, I'll do it right away."

Sturgeon is a specialty of Lake Assen.

Every winter, these sturgeons migrate to the vicinity of Imirma and are a well-known local delicacy.

As for the fire wine and smoked cheese, they are two of the most traditional delicacies in the northern part of the Desperate East, and the people of this region have been in the habit of eating them since before the establishment of Lesserman.

Having come here, Sherlock certainly wanted to try it.

Needless to say, the taste of sturgeon is delicious and delicate, and it is a first-class delicacy even if you look at the mainland of Faerun.

It's this smoked cheese, which combines the oiliness of bacon and the sweetness of cream, and is smeared with sturgeon caviar, which makes you want to vomit just by smelling it, let alone eating it.

"The smoked cheese does taste a little weird, but it's really nice to eat it with the wine." Chihiro Nakamura took a sip of cheese and a sip of hot wine, and ate happily.

"Really, Sherlock, you must try." Montenegro also continued to persuade him.

Sherlock hadn't eaten any dark food, and he was afraid of this cheese.

At that moment, he no longer hesitated, took a big bite of a piece of cheese, and after chewing a few times and forcibly swallowing it, he poured himself several sips of fire wine.

"How?" Chihiro Nakamura said expectantly.

"Gross!" Sherlock pondered for a moment, but he couldn't hold it anymore, covered his mouth and ran out.

Well, local food doesn't always have to be really good.

At least, not every out-of-towner will like to eat it.

Sherlock tried twice in quick succession, but still couldn't accept the taste of smoked cheese.

In the end, I could only leave the hotel in the regret of Chihiro Nakamura and Montenegro.

After tasting the sturgeon, it is natural to go to Imirma Valley to soak in the open-air snow valley hot springs.

In the white mist, while watching the hazy snow in the distance and soaking in the warm spring water, Sherlock suddenly felt all his fatigue melt away.

"Sherlock, where do you want to go next?" Walking out of the snow valley, Chihiro Nakamura asked.

"Go to Tirulag, I've heard that tearcrystals are abundant there." Sherlock said.

"Really?" Montenegro hadn't been home for a year, and when he heard Tirulag's name, he instantly cried out excitedly.

"Of course!"

"Great, if you want tear crystals, I can give them to you, my family is dedicated to picking tear crystals, it should be right to go at this time."

Montenegro can't stop talking about his hometown: "We can also participate in horse races, snow cat hunting, Sherlock, do you have a horse, if not, I can give you a ......"

"If you want to go to Tirulag, it's fun to ride a horse across the snowy mountains." Chihiro Nakamura agreed.

"It's really funny." Sherlock couldn't refuse such a risk, and readily agreed.

"And the equipment for the night in the snow, we also need to prepare it."

"Just leave this to me, Chihiro-sama."

"And to eat, bring some caviar and smoked cheese."

"Okay, Chihiro-sama."

"And ......"