The Bronka's outpost raven was eventually torn apart from the air by Eddard, and its body fell onto the ice rocks, but it didn't bring the slightest sense of relief to the people below Lanster. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Two wolf horsemen had already appeared in the icestone passage, and they had clearly heard the neighing of the raven outpost. When one of them saw the corpses of the group of northlanders and orcs on the ground, he immediately felt the horn on his waist and sounded the signal for battle.

"Woo-woo-" The horn rang out one after another through the snowfield, and soon the horn's response was echoed from the other end of the ice rock.

Keith lifted the tomahawk in his hand and wanted to rush forward as soon as possible, but was stopped by Lancet beside him.

"It's okay for you to find your own death, don't pull anyone else."

Hearing his words, Keith froze in place for a moment, and then angrily pestled his tomahawk to the ground, staring fiercely at the two wolf cavalrymen who were parked in the distance.

"If Bronka's orc forces come, we'll all die." The bearded man said sullenly.

"It doesn't have to be all of them." Lancet looked at the children of the surviving Northland crowd.

Following Lancet's gaze, Keith also noticed these immature little faces that were blurred in the storm. Then he clenched the handle of the axe in his hand, and had made a decision in his mind.

"One last thing I want to ask you to help me take these children to a shelter." There was a hint of determination in Keith's eyes, "If I can go back alive, I will help you pray for blessings in front of the Ice and Snow Goddess." ”

"No need." Ranster replied indifferently, and together with the mage, he took the children who were held in their parents' arms and put them on the back of the long-haired horse. On the back of each horse sat two children, plus two on Robb's back, for a total of six.

Lancet and Moriath each turned on their horses, and the Hound trotted away first along the route back.

"Take care." Lancet nodded to the bearded man, and in order to save the six children, Keith and the dozen or so remaining Northlanders prepared to use their lives to stop the orc forces and buy time for their departure.

"Wait!" Lanstra pulled the reins and was about to leave, when Keith's hand grabbed the long-haired horse's mane.

He pulled the girl behind him and pushed him in front of Lancet.

"Take her with you and promise me that I will get her safely to the shelter."

Cialis struggled to break free from his grasp, her face showing a calmness that did not match her weak body.

"You don't have the right to command me, Keith." She stared at the bearded man in exasperation and scolded softly.

Keith put his arms around the princess's head, almost touching his own head to the other's face.

"Listen to this man, he will take you safely back to our sanctuary, you have to live, and then ...... Avenge us. ”

With that, Keith patted Cialis on the shoulder and handed her hand to Lance's.

Lancet frowned and glanced at the girl with a stubborn look on her face, and did not hesitate to refuse Keith's request.

"All I said was to help get the children away, Keith ......" Ranster dismounted, took the two children in his arms and handed them to the mage on the other horse, and then rolled over and rode with her.

"I'm not your babysitter, and I'm not this young lady's babysitter." He took the reins, put his feet in the belly of the horse, and the horse neighed and ran off the way it came.

Keith looked at Lancet, who was drifting away, and couldn't say a word. The other party was able to save himself desperately, which was far beyond his expectations, and Keith was only full of gratitude for this mysterious long-eared guy and the witch beside him.

And he has left a horse behind with all his might.

"Case ......"

"Let's go, take Her Royal Highness ...... with you"

"We can stop them......"

"The people of the Northland need a ...... like you"

The voices of men and women came from behind him, and he looked back to see that every Northlander, male and female, had clenched the orc battle axes in their hands with a relaxed smile on their faces.

The people of the Northland have never been afraid of death, they were born in the snow and ice, and they will eventually sleep here.

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Randster pulled the reins with one hand and hugged the two children in front of him with the other. Moria, on the other hand, carried the two children in her arms one by one, and carried the long-haired horses of two adults and four small children to run effortlessly over the snowy fields.

There was a sound of horses' hooves behind him, and Lancet turned back to see Keith riding after the girl on horseback.

Seeing the tears that appeared faintly in the corners of his eyes, Ranster wisely didn't ask anything. Keith leaned his horse to Lenster's side, and Hillis took the two children from him.

No one spoke, and the group hurried to Keith's shelter in silence, only to hear the "humming" of the horses beneath them.

Soon, they were in Case's refuge. didn't bother to change the wooden shoes, and the group entered the secret door.

Robb lowered the child to the ground and shook the droplets of water from his body. Lancet and Moria took off their hoods, also looking embarrassed by the storm.

"Go in, you need to rest." Keith said in a muffled voice. More than a dozen Northlanders sacrificed their lives to cover him and Cialis, and his current mood can be imagined.

Lancet and Moriah glanced at each other, rejecting each other's kindness.

"No need, we'll leave in a moment."

"In such a hurry? Can't you just take a break and eat something? Keith asked, somewhat surprised, "It's storming outside......

Lancet couldn't help but smile wryly, in order not to miss the day when the golden pages arrived in the Eternal Night Harbor, he could only keep asking himself to get there as fast as possible, waiting for the people who transported the pages to appear.

I've wasted nearly a day trying to help this bearded man from the Northlands, and there's no time to rest for them at this time.

"Take care, Keith." Lancet put his hood back on and pressed the switch to open the secret door.

"Wait...... Have you ever thought about staying here? We need people like you......" Keith asked at last, unrelenting.

"As I said, you have your mission, and I have mine." Ranster smiled indifferently, and he and Moria turned on the long-haired horses.

"Who the hell are you?" Keith shouted at Lancet in the rainstorm, never believing the other man's casual name.

Hearing Keith's shout, Lancet smiled. The secret door was closing little by little, and the stubborn bearded man was still standing behind the door waiting for his answer.

Pulling the reins and turning around, the horses beneath the witcher ran toward the lightning and thunderous storm. Moria's long-haired horse and Robb the hound followed him, disappearing into the stormy snow.