The Old World, the Broken Tooth Mountains.

"Wow!"

The steel-feathered griffin, which had not yet reached its maturity, was almost the same size as an adult, and its thick and stiff feathers, which were originally slightly gray, were already shining like steel, and from a distance, it looked like a statue of a griffon cast of steel falling from the sky.

The steel-feathered griffin is almost the same color, and even the lion hair and lion temples on its body are almost the same steel color as the feathers, and this thick and thick hair is indeed not inferior to the feathers in terms of defense, only the four claws are cold and shining, like eagle claws like lion claws, and the tips of the claws are as sharp as knives.

The wild boar screamed and wanted to struggle, but the steel-feathered griffin was as powerful as a dragon, and the four sharp claws tore it fiercely, and the skin of the wild boar's back was cut open, and the eagle's beak comparable to a delicate weapon pecked down like lightning, and poked the wild boar's head into several large holes at once, and the brain fluid of the white flower flowed out, and was sucked clean by the griffin, and then the wings waved, rolling up gusts of wind, and flying into the sky with the dead boar.

In the middle of the mountains, beside an inconspicuous mound stood two sturdy figures, judging by their trademark beards and attire.

A huge black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and the dwarves who had been waiting for them dodged into the mound, pulling away the weeds and planks that blocked the entrance, which was the entrance to an underground gathering place for the dwarves.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the already dead wild boar fell heavily to the ground, and the steel-feathered griffin then fell, its wings retracted and landed on the top of the mound bunker, and with a loud sigh, the predator momentum of the high-level demonic beast made a radius of hundreds of meters quiet.

The dwarves hiding in the bunker called for help, and several stout dwarfs pounced on the boars with sharp cleavers in their hands.

The griffin still stood proudly on the bunker and guarded the surroundings, allowing the humble dwarves to cut its prey, after all, the tallest dwarf was not as long as the steel-feathered griffin's legs, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was inconspicuous.

The sound of foliage was heard, and an entrance obscured by piles of green leaves and branches was pushed open, and Shepard stepped out leisurely, and saw that inside was a dry, bright semi-open cavern with all kinds of necessities.

The dwarf, who was concentrating on peeling off the boar's tough skin, heard the voice, turned his head to look at Shepard, and let out a hearty laugh characteristic of a dwarf: "Shepard! My friend! This pet of yours is so powerful, I think it even dares to face a dragon! ”

The steel-feathered griffin let out a low snort of disdain, and although the dwarf couldn't understand it, Shepard, who had a spiritual connection, smiled and said, "Although it is not yet an adult, ordinary dragons will not be its opponents in the future...... Kiria, how long will it take you to divide this boar? ”

The dwarf, known as Kiria, pinched the thick beard on his chin and looked back at the boar's carcass before turning around and saying, "Although my brothers are skilled hands, this bloodthirsty boar is so big that it is simply a boar king, and it will take at least an hour." ”

Nodding to the dwarf, Shepard said casually, "Okay, I've tried everything you brought here, and it's very good." ”

Kiria exclaimed, "Of course! There is no doubt about the dwarven blacksmithing! ”

Shepard smiled at this, he was wearing the robe and cloak that travelers often wear, and under the cloak was not only the equipment he already had, but also some equipment made by the dwarves from this small tribe of dwarves who lived in the Broken Tooth Mountains.

Although the dwarves are difficult to get close to, there is always a way to gain their favor, and Shepard does a few small tasks in his memory, which makes the dwarves regard him as a friend and sell him equipment at a low price.

When the dwarves had dismantled the boar's skin and bones, and took away the boar's fur and some things that could be used as materials, the rest was left to Shepard and the griffin, and when the griffin had eaten his fill, he flew into the sky with a low roar.

Shepard had packed his bags, and now that the griffons had grown in size, they had been in the mountains for a few months, and it was time to get out and see.

……

When I first entered the mountain range, I originally entered it on the side near Lake Esmere, and now a few months later, the eastern part of the Broken Tooth Mountain Range has basically been walked by Shepard, but unfortunately I haven't found a second one of the ruins that can be preserved like the Floating City, after all, reality is not like in the game where all valuable places are reserved.

As the sun set in the west, a modest tavern in Riverbend was pushed open, and tall travelers hurried in.

Glancing around, there are not many people in the tavern, Riverbend Town is just an ordinary port town, the lord of Baron Domino relies on the tributary near the [Blost] city in the south that branches off from Lake Esmere and flows to the south, and has built his territory into a decent transit station, with a population of more than 3,000, which is also remarkable among the barons in the Kingdom of Am.

However, at this time, there were no more than five guests in the tavern, so that the tavern hall that could accommodate dozens of people looked empty and depressed.

Dressed as a traveler, it was Shepard, who sent the steel feathered griffin to roam freely, and when needed, he only needed to give instructions in the psychic connection, and seeing that there was no popularity in the tavern, he went straight to the bar, casually threw a silver coin to the owner behind the bar, and deliberately asked in a rough voice, "I just came back from the east, what happened to the kingdom?" Why do I see a lot of people looking frightened? ”

All tavern keepers are well-intentioned people in life, and they hear all sorts of news from gossip or bragging, and then resell this untrue news to those who need it, mostly travelers and adventurers, after all, if a place is about to go to war, it will be very miserable if it is forcibly recruited by the lords.

The tavern owner has a rough face and looks like a simple peasant, but the serfs, who are the real foundation of the kingdom, can only work hard in the fields all their lives until death, and are not qualified to enter the town to be a decent city person, so the tavern owner only looks like it.

The thick fingers deftly put away the silver coin, and the low voice was deliberately not heard by others: "The Count François of Cremmour, in collusion with the cultists, sacrificed the entire estate...... Tsk, I heard that it was a tragedy, and then disaster came! In the Earl's territory, everyone has become a twisted monster! ”

The boss stopped suddenly, and Shepard knew what he meant, threw another silver coin, and whispered, "I know, I just heard about this and ran east...... But I've heard that the church didn't encircle those monsters? That's why I'm back, what's going on? ”

The boss picked up the silver coin, wiped it with the sackcloth on his hand, admired the pattern of the silver coin with satisfaction, and said casually: "Originally, it is said that the Church of the God of Justice of Tesser and several churches took the initiative to contact the royal family to help the kingdom encircle and suppress the cultists, and the kingdom also agreed, although François finished receiving it, and several places in the middle of the kingdom heard that all the people were dead, but at least the priests and knights of those churches did a good job......"

Shepard silently took a glass of ale from his boss and took a sip of it waiting for the other party's next words.

Sure enough, the boss smiled: "But! What the kingdom didn't expect was that Tesser got the news from the church that the kingdom had suffered a major loss, so they sent troops against the kingdom like this! The northern earl of Tesser, the army of Lord Vaster Popple, the [Earl of Doom], heard that [Blost] has been surrounded, and it is only a matter of time before it is defeated, and when the earl's army goes up the river, Rivertown is the next stop! So our lords have already taken their families and cronies to hide in their castles, and what can we do if we are left? ”

Shepard's hoarse voice asked, "Then why are you still here?" ”

The tavern owner wiped the glass in his hand, and his attitude was very good: "What can I do?" I'm desperate! But that's what life looks like, 'life is a journey', and even if I die in a military disaster, it's just another journey! ”

Shepard raised his eyebrows: "You are a believer in the God of Travel?" ”

"I'm a devout believer," said the tavern keeper with a smile, "I was an adventurer when I was younger, until I broke my knee and could barely survive on the house left by my parents, and when I made a fortune picking up garbage, I opened this tavern!" ”

Shepard was silent for a moment, and in a gruff falsetto exclaimed, "A warrior in life." ”

The boss laughed, handed over a wooden cup filled with ale, and said casually, "I'll invite this cup." "After that, he went about his own business.

In such an ordinary tavern, it is these ordinary but not well-known news, so after listening to the boss's narration, Shepard has confidence in his heart.

'The plot of the previous life has almost been changed beyond recognition by me, the expedition was nearly a year late, although Lehman and Tatos still perished, but the roots of Ruth are still there, and they can support it for a long time, and the elves are also linked by me, and even the gods are there, not just a background like in the previous life. ’

'Markray, Ptolemy, and now the Kingdom of Dawn...... It's just a plot of the New World, but it's where I'm living now! In particular, it was originally just an ordinary expansion for players to vent, and now the scale of the Expeditionary Force is about to surpass that of the previous life. ’

'The Old World didn't please either, not to mention the expeditionary forces, the cult incident in the Kingdom of Am, and the invasion of Tesser...... Tester's army has already surrounded Bloster? It seems that it is an opportunity, and even if it doesn't work, it is just a lost opportunity to experiment! ’

With all these thoughts, Shepard drank the ale in one gulp, put the hood of his robe on his head, and hurried out of the tavern.