Cheese, and they were led into the hut by the old woman. As observed from a distance, there was not much space in this room, except for the living room where the group was barely spacious, and the kitchen and bathroom separated by a wall seemed a little cramped. As for the bedroom, since the door to the bedroom was closed, several people could not see what was going on inside. But judging from the overall floor area of this house, the old man's bedroom should not be that big.

Naturally, on the armchair by the fireplace, the five or six big dogs surrounded the wolf witch, and if we did not consider the terrible appearance of these hounds, such a scene could be regarded as harmonious. Although the living room is not a small space, it can be seen that it is probably for the convenience of those large dogs, and there is not much furniture in this room, except for the armchair under the old man, there is only a single dining table and a hanger with two coats. Contrary to the simplicity of the furniture, the living room floor is covered with a thick fur carpet, and the walls are decorated with various beast specimens or furs, which give the cottage a bit more wild in the air. This creates a sense of dissonance, and such a sturdy room should belong to a strong man with a hunting knife at his waist and a hunting bow on his back, not an old woman leaning against the fireplace.

Realizing that there were probably no chairs for them in this room, Cheese simply sat down on the floor with his companions, and because of the thick layer of fur, it was not only uncomfortable to sit on, but also made people feel relaxed. Now, if anyone else approached the room, he would see something he would mistakenly think was an old lady telling stories to her grandchildren.

"Ahem, then let's continue......" Seeing that the old man had no intention of speaking, Cheese coughed lightly, wanting to continue the conversation in front of the door just now. But just as it happened in front of the courtyard gate, the old man was rudely interrupted by the old man before he could finish his words.

"What's your name?" said the old man, who was looking at Jack.

Slightly embarrassed, he looked at Cheese, whose mouth seemed to be still, and "Monkey" replied with a wry smile.

"My name is Jack. He felt that he could not afford to hide anything in front of this old woman, and it felt like he was facing his grumpy grandmother. And although the old man in front of him looked about the same grade as the city lord of Wolff, everyone knew that she must be much older than she looked.

"What about your last name, don't hide your head and tail like those mages, tell your full name. The old man said impatiently, and by the way, he also despised the cheese casters who did not dare to show their real names.

"Wolfwalkers are naturally immune to most magic, and even cursing them with their real names has little effect, so they don't have those taboos like we do. Cheese explained, though he didn't know why he said it. Maybe he just didn't want his companions to take his caution as a sign of weakness.

"Cracked Bone, ma'am, my last name is Cracked Bone and my full name is Jack Cracked Bone. The Hunter's Son replied. It was also the first time he had said his last name, and the straightforward and obvious meaning of "Split Bone" was more like an orc surname than a human. The others who noticed this turned their eyes to Jack, not to mention Si, this strange surname was the first time that even Mona had known about it. Usually when he was in the army, people would call him Jack or "Monkey".

But unlike the others, the hermit looked satisfied after hearing Jack's last name.

"Cracked bones? Cracked bones. Hey, hey, hey, are you a descendant of that family?" the old man whispered, letting out a strange laugh.

"You...... Know my ancestors?" Jack became excited when he saw the other man's reaction. When he was younger, he had asked his parents about his strange surname, but his father did not answer him, and his mother, who was a native of the Northland, did not know the origin of the surname. Fortunately, the people of Longji Mountain are very united, although Jack's family lives in the outskirts of the town below the mountain as hunters, but the Northland people did not exclude their family, Jack grew up with the children in the town since he was a child, and he did not continue to ask about his strange surname. But hearing the old man's reaction at this time, the other party is likely to know the origin of the bloodline on his body, which makes the "monkey" ask.

"Yes, of course I do. Your ancestors didn't give me a lot of trouble back then. After all, the surname Split Bone doesn't belong to humans at all, don't you really know? The hermit looked at Jack and said.

"Frost Fiend, how is this possible!" Before Jack could react to what the Frost Fiend was, Cheese cried out after hearing the old woman's words. It seems that the mage knows exactly what kind of existence the frostfiend is.

"What is the Frost Demon?" asked the proprietress suspiciously, she had never heard of that before.

"The Frost Demon is the name given to the subspecies of trolls that inhabit the north. They get their name because they have blue-white skin and extremely low body temperature. But how is this possible? Not to mention that the Frost Demons are not the same species as humans in the first place, I remember that the last Frost Demon tribe disappeared a hundred years ago! and in the hundreds of years before that, they had been regarded as legendary beings due to their numbers. The mage explained, mobilizing the knowledge in his head.

"yes, you're not wrong. The last Frostdemon tribe did disappear a hundred years ago. And the surname of that tribe is Split Bone. The wolf witch said with a smile, her teeth turning into beast-like fangs at some point, "Moreover, it was the Broken Bone Clan that destroyed my clan!"

Hearing the words squeezed out between his teeth, the mage instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and he quickly stood up and protected Jack behind him. The big dogs were already lying around the old man, and at this time, as their owners' mood fluctuated, these terrifying animals also showed their sharp fangs towards Cheese and the others. Although the sun was still shining outside, the atmosphere in this slum hut was as chilling as the coldest winter night.

Seeing the mage's reaction, Elsa and Mona also took out their weapons and blocked the two wings of the cheese, and the three of them formed a barrier to isolate the shocked "monkey" from the other party. At this time, Jack was completely unable to react to the shocking news, and he muttered.

"I'm ...... Trolls?"