The weather was still gloomy, and there was no sign of sunshine, and although the snow had stopped for several days, there was no sign of melting because the sun had not come out. Vincent rode on the back of the dreadclaw, and Amis sat in his arms, following the hints on the map towards the nearest settlement.

With the dreadclaw tiger as a mount, it is really much more convenient, the wide and thick meat pads on the feet of the dreadclaw tiger so that it will not sink when walking on the snow, and its endurance is extremely strong, although it can't run long distances, but it's no problem to walk slowly all day. You know, its steps are huge, and its so-called slow walking is already faster than a human trot. Coupled with the fact that it still runs a few fast steps from time to time, in general, it is no problem to maintain a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.

At 40 kilometers per hour on the snow, it's almost as fast as a dog sled, so it's no wonder Vincent is so satisfied.

After two hours of arduous walking on the snow, Vincent finally saw the curling smoke rising from the roof of the settlement that appeared in his sight in the distance. Of course, the hardships here refer to the Dire-clawed Tiger, Vincent can be very leisurely, the Dreadclaw's back is wide and soft, and its back is basically immobile when it walks, which is much more comfortable than riding a motorcycle or something.

After less than 10 minutes of walking, Vincent rode his mount to the door of the settlement, but Vincent did not know how much panic his arrival had caused to the people in the settlement. The name of the dread-clawed tiger, who doesn't know the people in the wilderness? Suddenly, a dread-clawed tiger arrived, and it was still the most ferocious male tiger, which frightened the people in the settlement.

They didn't even have the courage to raise their guns to guard it, for fear of provoking it and causing disaster for their settlements. No one dared to run, everyone knew that if they turned around and ran when they encountered a mutant beast, it would only provoke its chasing nature, and it would die faster.

If it weren't for the people in the settlement who saw that this dreadclaw tiger seemed to be riding a person on its back, I am afraid that the people in this settlement would have collapsed long ago, and the shadow caused by the dread-clawed tiger to the inhabitants of the European wilderness is probably unknown to Vincent, an outsider. Not only did he not take it seriously, but he also regarded it as a big cat that could be used as a mount.

Vincent rode the Dreadclaw into the settlement and found all the people standing on both sides of the street, looking at him in horror. When encountering a dread-clawed tiger, there is not much difference between hiding and not hiding, so no one hides at home and closes the door. Instead, he held back the fear in his heart and went outside to see what kind of person could tame such a top-level beast as the Dreadclaw Tiger.

However, being watched by so many people, although Vincent felt that it was nothing, the dreadclaw tiger, as the lord of the European wilderness, couldn't stand it. I saw that its eyes were cold, and it raised its head and let out a deafening roar, and then stretched out a front paw and waved it forward, and a scratch flew forward quickly and visibly with the naked eye, and the 7 or 8 onlookers along the way were grabbed by it, and instantly turned into a meal of scattered minced meat, scattered all over the ground. The scratches cut the residents in their way into a pile of minced meat, and then continued forward until they crashed into an earthen wall, collapsing them and then disappeared without a trace.

The dreadclawed tiger suddenly attacked, and finally reminded people that such a fierce beast was not something they could watch at will, and the people who had just filled the street disappeared in an instant, leaving only a puddle of minced meat and a collapsed wall on the street. The attack of the Dreadclaw Tiger made Vincent's heart sink, and sure enough, when he fought with him yesterday, it didn't even exert one-tenth of its strength, and that blow just now was the real strength of it to become an SS-level beast.

But now that it had surrendered, Vincent didn't bother so much, patted it on the neck, and motioned for it to go to the only bar in the settlement.

The bar was unusually quiet today, and although it was full, no one dared to make a big noise, and it was obvious that they had just been watching outside, and then they were all frightened. Everyone sat there silently, not speaking, not making any movements, silent, deathly silent.

Just when everyone in the bar was nervous, the door of the bar was opened from the outside, and everyone looked back at the door, with a complex look of fear, adoration, and cringe in their eyes. Walking in was Vincent, dressed as a standard wanderer, at this time, Vincent's long and handsome appearance, long flowing hair, and face from the East were all ignored, and everyone stared at the cloak made of dreadclaw tiger fur on his body.

What is the concept of being able to single-handedly kill a dread-clawed tiger? How terrifying is this man's strength? This is the true inner thoughts of all those present.

If they could barely keep their composure when they saw Vincent, then Amis, who came in from behind, completely caused them to flee in panic. Because Amis came in on the dreadclawed tiger, Amis liked the big cat very much, at least it was much more comfortable to sit on its back than on Vincent's backpack, and not only could she talk to Vincent, but also see the beautiful scenery around her.

After the Dreadclaw Tiger came in, it was very displeased that there were so many idle people in the bar, and it let out a dull roar. The crowd screamed in fright again, and it wasn't until everyone in the bar was huddled tightly in a small corner of the bar that the Dread-Clawed Tiger stopped in Vincent's disgruntled gaze.

It carried Amis on its own and walked into the bar, and with a curl of its tongue, it rolled all the meat that had just been ordered by the guests at the table into its mouth. It was eating happily over there, and Vincent found a clean table and sat down, and whispered, "Where's the boss?" Give me something to eat. ”

At this moment, the boss, who was huddled in the corner with the crowd, walked out and looked at the dread-clawed tiger who was wandering around the bar and was eating happily, he carefully leaned against the wall to bypass it, and then walked into the kitchen. Soon, he brought out a bottle of treasured spirits, a large portion of roast meat, and a few loaves of bread. Spirits are bottled reserves, bread is a rare white bread made entirely of flour, and the roast meat is beef, and it is carefully cooked, unlike the roast meat that others order, they don't even know what the meat is, let alone the taste.

Seeing the food being served, Vincent beckoned Amis, who was directing the Dreadclaw Tiger to "rob" in the bar. Seeing that there was something to eat, Amis grabbed the belly of the dread-clawed tiger and motioned for it to return to Vinson's side, and after a short morning of getting along, Amis was familiar with how to control this beast. And the Dreadclaw Tiger also understands the importance of this little girl to Vincent, as long as her orders do not conflict with Vincent, it is also happy to accompany her crazy.