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Fragments of sparks exploded and scattered in the darkness, and the red flames suddenly burst out of the recently extinguished charcoal pile, as if exhaling a long-held breath, Hickley handed the simple torch in his hand to the tip of the fire, and watched the flame flow like a mercury liquid before the torch was raised high, and the two light sources drove out most of the darkness, bringing plenty of light.

The other Assassin silently unfolded the folded parchment in his hand, the yellow-brown surface of the paper as smooth as new in the light of the fire, without a trace of wrinkles, and the lines of pitch-black ink intertwined and folded back on the paper, glinting in the soft light of the torches.

"That's interesting, you found this?" Inmel's gaze wandered over the parchment, and the Assassin replied wordlessly and affirmatively.

Outside the cave, no one of the seven people present would believe that no merchant would bring their goods to the top of Kagash Mountain, which was more than 8,000 meters above sea level, except for those stone piers that were not accessible for trade, there were only snow, frost and vicious beasts, and the most whimsical merchants would not make the inhabitants of Kagash a trade object.

However, Hikry's Assassins did not find any suspicious signs outside the cavern, and the master of assassination and concealment found no trace of spells in the cold wind with snow, and there was no trace of falling snow on the ground, and there was only a lone roll of parchment in the snow on the top of the mountain as proof of the existence of the hurried visitors.

The lines on the parchment formed a map of the camp, and these solidified ink traces were uninterrupted, natural and smooth as if they were done in one go, and Hickley brought the torch in his hand a little lower, the orange fire illuminated the corners of the parchment, and a small piece of writing escaped from the shadow chase.

"Not everybody wants the frenzy to sweep down." The leader of the assassins pronounced it word for word, this was the first time Lin Qing heard Hickry speak, his low and hoarse voice was spit out in an extremely low and light tone, like a vigilant fish fry in the turbid water, each word dissipated at the moment of exit, hiding in the darkness of the cave.

The forester of Akress stretched out his left hand and pinched the parchment, his thumb and forefinger rubbing lightly on the paper, and a hint of clarity appeared in Inmeer's eyes: "The common little lambskin of Dresonia is ordinary in leather but finely made, and it is the craft of a mage craftsman. ”

"There's ...... on the parchment," Inmel withdrew his left hand, took his index finger in his mouth, and pondered for a moment in the memories of his taste buds before continuing the next sentence, "Dreso goat fat and black pansy juice, which is also the antifreeze process of the spell scroll." ”

"Although the owner of the parchment specially chose the common materials of Dresonia, his purpose was obvious, to give it to us on Mount Kagash, so he applied antifreeze cream boiled with goat fat and black pansy juice," the forest keeper analyzed, pointing to the surface of the parchment that glowed in the firelight, "Applying goat fat to prevent freezing is indeed a common practice in the Northlands, but the clerks of those lords don't know that pansy juice can remove the smell of sandalwood, only the mage and those great nobles will add pansy juice to deodorize it." ”

"And the black pansy is a rare ornamental plant in Nemea, and I can hardly think of any imperial nobles and mages who would use the black pansy juice to make antifreeze ointment, so the owner of the parchment is most likely from the Twilanda Mage Tower, but it is also the most troublesome."

Inmer looked at Lin Qing, and his frowning brows showed his distress: "No one will know what the group of mages who are crazy about the pursuit of knowledge want to do, their attitude is always ambiguous, or maybe other forces want to use the name of Twilight Landa, in short, I can't tell if this map is true or fake, good aid or malicious scam." ”

Lin Qing, who had been silent for a long time, withdrew his gaze from the sheepskin map, he looked around, and the six assassins all looked at him, waiting for his decision.

"Since it's hard to tell whether it's true or not, then let's verify it ourselves," Lin Qing raised his left hand hidden under his sleeve robe, and a palm-sized paper folded bird was lying in his palm, with a sharp beak, wings, tail feathers, and a streamlined petite body vivid, and the eyes on the ink dots were full of life, and there was no twilight of dead things at all, "You can only believe what you see with your own eyes." ”

"Chirp!"

Lin Qing's vacant right hand and index finger and middle finger were raised to the paper folding bird, and a crisp cry sounded like a fledgling bird, and the paper bird lying in his palm shook his head and stood up, and after another light roar, he fluttered his wings and flew out of the cave.

"This ...... Is it an alchemical creation? Inmer was dumbfounded, this forest keeper had never seen such a vivid alchemy item, at the moment when Lin Qing drove the paper bird, the forest keeper could see the sparkling animal spirit blooming on the fleshless body, as if the sleeping stars were rekindled, if you ignore the pale structure of the appearance, in his spiritual vision it is completely a living bird.

Lin Qing didn't respond to the shock of the forest guard, he was still adjusting to the new vision of his left eye, the shadows and rock walls quickly stretched back, dragging out one afterimage after another, until he broke out of the constraints of this small space, facing the wind, snow and starlight, and left it behind him, and saw everything below at a glance from a high-speed climbing perspective.

This is an auxiliary scout bird purchased from the proprietress of the origami shop.,Up to three stars in the evaluation of the main god.,It can fly at high speed at a speed of more than 200 meters per second.,Traveling through blizzards.,Hurricanes.,Huge waves.,Unimpeded in flames.,Can be directly controlled by the user within a diameter of two hundred kilometers.,Convey the scenery in the eyes of the paper bird to the user's left eye.,Even when maintaining a low speed of flight, it is an illusion that blends in with the surrounding environment and evades spell detection.,Except for a consumable that can only be used for one hour, The price of 50 bonus points is really good for money.

Now it is midnight, the dense stars will decorate the night sky just right, Lin Qing controls the paper bird to flutter its wings in the cold wind, raising the field of vision to a height of hundreds of meters, the magnificent mountains covered with snow under him extend to the sky like a pillar of heaven, its ancient vicissitudes of life occupy all the gaps in the eyes, only when trying to look at the foot of the mountain can you see the outline of the mountain range radiating from the Kagash Mountains to the surroundings, at the top of this world, there is indeed a state of mind at a glance of the mountains.

Let the paper bird continue to fly up the mountain range, Lin Qing in the cave took the sheepskin map, led the six people through the short cave passage, and left the cave where he was temporarily hiding.

Following the convenient path judged by the high-altitude vision, the group of seven people walked all the way through the snow, the already scattered shrubs and vegetation became more and more sparse, the jagged protruding rocks began to replace the flat snow and frozen soil, and the scars left by the war gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Shattered armor, broken swords and hammers, and the bruised corpses of dwarven goblins buried in the snow, they were hidden in the snow, leaning against the rocks, unlike the bloody and pungent smell of fresh war under the Kagash Mountain, and the huge number of dead and ordnance were drowned in the wind and snow like history, and only the loneliness and death silence after the flames burned out lingered in the heart.

The footsteps did not stop, and as the seven of them walked through the former battlefield, the paper folded bird had already arrived at the goblin camp in advance, which was a natural semi-concave lowland, surrounded by towering rocks that blocked the cold wind and snow, leaving only a leeward exit, and the lowlands were covered with simple and dilapidated tents, and clusters of bonfires were planted between the tents, surrounded by warm goblins and wolves who were snuggling and shivering.

The goblins are wrapped in various colors of fur and cloth, the strange mix and match style is obviously taken from the dwarves, those iron armor and weapons suitable for the goblin body are scattered around, no one will wear iron armor in the cold winter, the cold metal will stick to the flesh and blood, and will not leave until the next piece is bitten, and the same is true for goblins.

With a cauldron in the center of each campfire, these omnivorous goblins once again played a local style, with grass roots, bark, moss, and dwarven corpses tumbling in the snow, and judging by the salivating expressions of the goblins and wolves looking at the cauldron, the flavor of Kagash was indeed to their tastes.

Lin Qing frowned, no longer observing, and controlled the origami bird to circle the camp several times, carefully comparing it with the sheepskin map in his hand, and the map was really exactly the same as the real scene of the goblin camp.