Although it is already winter, because of the barrier of the St. Maurice Snow Mountain, the cold air from the north has little impact on the southern foot of the St. Maurice Snow Mountain. Even so, the water temperature in the small forest lake is already very low.

"It's so cold, you really want to go down?" The grey lynx touched the cold water with its paws, and then immediately retracted.

"Well, what am I not going down to eat? It's so cold that the fish are running deeper into the water. Harold raised an eyebrow.

The gray lynx immediately crouched down honestly, and said no more.

Harold took off his excess clothes and went barefoot and shirtless, wearing only his pants.

He has a very well-proportioned build, with some muscles, but is not very strong overall.

Harold jumped into the water, and the icy waters reminded him of his childhood fishing in the Baltic Sea.

He is very good at water, thanks to the experience of often going to the sea to catch fish when he was a teenager.

After diving six or seven meters into the lake, the fish in the lake began to increase, but most of them were too small to be worth the effort. So he swam quietly in the deep water, picking his prey.

A mandarin fish of no small size came into his field of vision.

"It looks like it's about 10 kilograms! That's pretty much the size of the prey. ”

Harold quietly swam behind the fish, and a magic circle appeared in his hand, firing a wind bomb, and he brought out a circle of bubbles like a harpoon into the water, and suddenly accelerated forward.

Before the fish could react, Harold's hands plunged into the fish's gills like iron claws.

The dying mandarin fish struggled and dives deeper with Harold.

"Dying throes!" Harold's hand tightened tighter and tighter, not letting go at all.

After another ten meters of diving with Harold, the fish finally stopped struggling.

Harold clasped the gills in one hand, ready to leave the deep water and return to the surface.

However, he had just grabbed the gills of the mandarin fish with one hand when he caught a glimpse of a huge silhouette out of the corner of his eye.

This startled Harold, who was confident on the ground to fight any enemy, and even though he was good at the water, Harold was afraid to survive the danger of encountering large fish underwater.

Without thinking about it, Harold immediately used the "magic light technique", and he couldn't chant spells underwater, and it was such an emergency magic, and Harold didn't have the ability to control the loss of magic power very well.

A huge ball of light two circles larger than a basketball appeared on his fingertips, quickly draining what little magic he had left.

The ball of light illuminated the dark bottom of the lake at once, and Harold saw the huge silhouette that had just startled him.

Harold immediately reassured, the huge silhouette illuminated by the magic light was a huge skeleton.

The skeleton of Bai Sensen did not know how long it had been lying at the bottom of the lake: the slender spine bones were conservatively estimated to be fifteen meters, similar to the skull of a lizard, but a huge skull much larger, and the bones of the wings on the back could barely be distinguished.

"Dragon's bone, isn't this a dragon's bone?" Harold thought.

At this time, his magic power was exhausted, the magic magic could not continue, and the bottom of the lake returned to darkness.

"I've really had a relationship with the dragon recently!" Harold slid his arm and swam up toward the lake.

It only took a dozen seconds for him to return to the surface of the lake from the bottom of the lake, take a deep breath, and swim to the shore with the huge mandarin fish he caught.

The lynx had been waiting for him on the shore for a long time, but before he could stand firmly: "Just now the lake is shining, scare Ben Meow!" What did you do? ”

"There's a big creature at the bottom of the lake, and I used a magic to illuminate the bottom of the water." Harold explained, and he threw the fish to shore.

"That's too bright, I can see the light on the shore of the lake."

Harold was a little embarrassed: "Well, I didn't control my mana well, and one magic used up all the remaining mana." ”

The gray lynx shook his head: "....... Your magic sucks! ”

Harold was silent, he shook his head violently, and the droplets of water on his head splashed like mist, making the lynx a little unable to open his eyes.

"Less nonsense! Dine! Ten kilograms of fish was enough for the two of us. ”

They found a boulder and sat down, and Harold lit the fire with the last bit of magic, then cut the flesh of the big fish with a dagger, and put it on the fire with a small wooden stick. It's just that this barbecue has no seasoning, and it all depends on the fragrance of the fish.

In less than an hour, one person and one lynx had eaten enough fish, and there was still a lot left. Harold sat on the stone and drew his dagger to pick his teeth.

The lynx lay on its back, belly up in the sun, and it made a comfortable cry.

"I'm going to have enough fish this time! Ben Meow can't catch such a big fish. ”

"Follow brother, there is meat to eat."

"Social man, social man!"

The grey lynx stood on its hind legs and made a compilation.

Harold laughed, "Hmph. Gray snow, you are poor! ”

The gray lynx also cried out happily: "You taught Ben Meow this word!" ”

Suddenly, the surrounding forest fell silent, and the usual chirping of insects and birds suddenly stopped.

"Be careful." The gray fur on the lynx's back stood on end.

"Looks like a big guy." Harold drew his dagger and looked around warily.

As soon as Harold finished speaking, a tiger with purple-black striped skin and huge fangs stepped out of the grass, four times the size of Gray Snow.

Its emerald green fierce eyes looked directly at a man and a lynx on the rocks.

", it's the fierce 'Purple Tiger', don't they usually go down the snowy mountains? Why did you come to the plains? Undead, use the 'Covenant of Blood' to kill him! ”

"Dead cat! I don't have magic now, so I'm tough. I'm the meat shield, and you are the output. ”

"What's that?"

"I attract it head-on, you take the opportunity to slap him with your paws!"

"Ben Meow doesn't have confidence, his skin is super hard, and you ordinary human swords are not easy to cut."

"If you don't have confidence, you have to show your determination to seduce the female lynx! If I'm seriously injured and fall asleep in a moment, it will bite you to death, and I can't do anything about it. ”

The Purple Tiger cautiously walked forward, examining the two uncertainties standing on the situation.

Harold could feel the tiger's hungry gaze, and he felt something subtle.

In general, the purple-skinned tiger has thick skin and is resistant to cold, and is only active in the high mountains. And this male tiger, who seemed to be very strong, went down to the plains.

It looked like he had been hungry for days, and he had chosen a clearly guarded human and a medium-sized beast like a lynx to target.

Harold was staring at the tiger closely, but the purple-skinned tiger did not attack immediately, but walked to a place six or seven meters away from the boulder where Harold and Gray Snow were standing and sat down, as if it was thinking about how to swallow both Harold and the lynx without being harmed!