224 The Second Coming of Man
The north wind howled over the ice field, and Givit tightened his hood, his thin body a little closer to the fire.
The sky is dark, and the great glacier that has just finished the polar night season has a pitifully short daylight hours every day, and the distance from dawn to dusk is often only a few hours, and the expedition team can only sneak through the dark most of the time.
Givet opened his silver pocket watch and looked at it, then looked at the sky and sighed, two hours before six in the morning, which meant that his vigil was far from over.
A warm fur coat was placed over his body, and he turned his head to look at the blond young woman in half-body armor, with a hint of gratitude on his face: "Thank you, Lady Vista." β
"You're welcome. You're working so hard all of us do. The blonde woman smiled and sat down beside Givet: "I can help you stay until dawn, you can rest first." β
"No, no. Givet was a little distracted, then shook his head, his expression a little lost: "I can't sleep either." β
"You've always had things on your mind, Mr. Givet. The woman shook her head: "I can feel it, you...... It doesn't seem to be at all reassuring. β
"Sort of, girl. Givet smiled bitterly, looking at the surrounding mountains and rivers, his old face was full of bitterness: "Who wants to come to this ghost place, there have been thousands of people missing here, and none of them have ever returned." β
"That was before. A tall female elf walked out, she was wearing a steel plate armor and carrying a longbow: "Old man, what are you afraid of, our Windtalker Alliance has provided the most powerful team of adventurers, even if you really encounter danger, it can get you out of danger safely, not to mention that this time there is a regular glacier legion provided by the Duchy of Walch, far from the rabble sent by those rural nobles to send to death, what are you afraid of?"
She snorted, took out a sausage from the bag and sat around the campfire and roasted it: "Whatever is hidden in the north of here, we must find out, killing hundreds of innocent miners is a great crime, look at your cowardice." β
She glared at Givet: "What are you afraid of? Didn't the young white dragon two days ago be easily killed by us? This is the most dangerous thing in the Great Glacier, and it can't even cause us a little damage, uh~ Vista, why is your face so strange." β
"Nothing. The blonde woman sniffled, her face pale and very ugly.
"Hmm, don't you, you're actually afraid of that big white reptile?" The female elf looked surprised: "By the way, when the white dragon appeared, you also hid under the horse's belly and didn't move, this doesn't look like you." β
"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry. The blonde woman smiled bitterly, her face did not become pretty, she lowered her head, sighed shallowly, shook her head, waved a piece of dragon skin, and began to pray.
The elf shrugged her shoulders, looked at the sky to the north, her long ears moved, and suddenly said in a low voice, 'Damn', and then patted Givent on the shoulder: "Congratulations, timid old fellow, there's a storm coming, and we have to rest here today." β
"Really?" said Givit, who didn't seem relieved, as he lay on his back on the blanket that had not been so cold as the campfire scorched, his eyes a little hollow.
"You don't look very happy. The blonde woman asked softly.
"What about being happy, what about not being happy?" "In front of the noble lords, my happiness and displeasure are really not worth mentioning, and I should apologize, Miss Vista...... I have made up my mind to help you, and I am willing to believe in your strength, but I am still a little afraid......"
"Don't think too much, those nobles are indeed excessive. The blonde woman frowned: "I actually detained your family to coerce you to lead the way." We will never sit idly by and watch this happen. β
"So...... Lady Vista, please promise me one thing. The wrinkles on Givit's face were crumbled together, and he looked extremely painful.
"What's the matter?"
"If there is an inordinate danger, I will not die in Givit. The middle-aged man, who was nearly forty years old, had an even more painful expression: "But please all of you in the Wind Whisperer Alliance, someone must go back alive." β
"Why?" asked Vista, curiously.
"I am immensely grateful to all the warriors who saved my daughter and son at the hands of Master Fattas. But this noble lord covets my daughter...... My daughter has been around for a long time, and under your persuasion, I have reluctantly put down my bad thoughts, and if you are gone, even if I am lucky to be alive...... I really can't imagine what Master Fatas would do to my family. β
"Your daughter is indeed beautiful. Vista sighed, "Well, I sympathize with your plight, and if possible, we will try to make sure that we get back alive." β
The campfire crackled and fell silent for a moment.
β...... Ms. Vista. After a moment, Givit spoke again: "Is the Windtalker Alliance really upholding justice?"
"Of course, we are here for the cries of the innocent, not for money or honor. Vista's face was serious: "Mr. Givit, the reality is not satisfactory, sometimes the nobles do not abide by the noble code of the nobles, but compared to the evil that kills hundreds and thousands of people at every turn, we cannot sit idly by. β
"I trust you, Lady Vista. Givet smiled reluctantly: "What you said is true, I believe it." β
"Thank you for your faith, Mr. Givet. Vista smiled.
β...... Lady Vista, are you afraid of the White Dragon?"
Givet asked suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the blonde woman's slightly changing face, his eyes were very surprised: "Are you really afraid of the white dragon? Your companions are such powerful warriors, they are all fearless and casual in the face of the white dragon, and they all respect you so much...... You ......"
"I'm sorry...... I'm really sorry, maybe I'm an incompetent adventurer. Vista's face changed slightly: "I'm sorry. I have some psychological shadows. Mr. Givet, let's not talk about that, okay. β
"Yes, Miss Vista, it's actually white...... Well, although there are many flying lizards like this, the big glacier is really much safer than before, if it was before, the area we are in now, including most of the areas to the north and south, is the sphere of influence of the frost giants, and those things are not only unreasonable, but they are also sent out in groups, which is much more terrifying than the white dragon. Givet sighed, "At that time, no guy like me who knew anything about combat would dare to wander into the depths of the glacier. β
"These frost giants are gone now?" Vista's eyes flickered, and her face suddenly looked unpleasant, but instead of avoiding the question, she asked.
"Yes, it was gone twenty years ago, when the frost giants of the southern part of the Great Glacier were united under the leadership of a chieftain, and all the kingdoms of the Northlands thought they were going to war, and I was recruited into the army. Givet smiled bitterly: "It has been like this for thousands of years, whenever the frost giants of the Southern Great Glacier are united, they have to go south to carry out a great plunder of the northern countries, and this kind of war usually lasts for more than ten years as soon as the war starts. β
"I've heard that this is what is often referred to in the history of the Northlands as the Winter War. It occurs about once every two or three hundred years. Vista sighed, "And then this Frost Giant Empire suddenly collapsed for no apparent reason, didn't it?"
"That's right......" a strange and confused look suddenly appeared on Givet's face, "Frost Wings...... What's wrong with you, Lady Vista? Why is your face more ugly?"
"Nothing, please continue. Vista covered her iron-blue face, but she couldn't hide the tremor in her tone: "Tell me about this...... Frost Wings. β
"Are you really okay?" Givet didn't believe.
"Nope. The blonde woman's eyes struggled for a moment: "Please satisfy my curiosity, I am afraid of those dragons, but I am also really curious, what is this thing like in the hearts of the Northlanders?"
"Then I'll say it. Givet coughed, opened his mouth, and suddenly felt a little ashamed: "Actually...... Lady Vista, I don't know much, this matter is mostly gossip, the nobles and officers, and even those wizards are secretive, no one knows whether it is true or not, but according to these accounts, it was indeed this white dragon named Frost Wings who defeated the frost giant chief named Zankek and destroyed most of the frost giant tribes in the Southern Great Glacier, and the tribes that escaped the disaster also moved to the east or west. β
As he spoke, looking at the serious expression on Vista's face, he gradually became confident, and took out the unreliable news he had heard from some bards, and added fuel to his heart: " It is said that the dragon is the most favored son of the dragon queen, with extremely terrifying power, according to those bards, the dragon queen's favor for each dragon species is equal, the reason why the white dragon clan is so weak is because the dragon queen will other white dragon clan's loss of favor are invested in this white dragon, I heard that it is huge, up to five hundred feet, one wing, can make half of the big glacier shrouded in the storm, Nazankek chief is also a rare battle genius among the frost giants, and the winter lady Hermoshid is blessed by the power, and the frost wings fought for a hundred days and nights, and finally the whole body froze into ice, and was devoured alive by the dragonγ β
Vista's lips moved, and Givit looked at her expression and asked strangely, "Ma'am, is there anything strange?"
"Nothing. She shook her head: "It's just hard to imagine a five-hundred-foot dragon and a battle that lasts for a hundred days. β
"Uh~" Givet scratched his head a little embarrassed: "This is the bard's statement, it can't be true, and there is also a saying that there are two thousand dragonborn warriors and a hundred war advisor dragon wizards under the command of this dragon, and it is only with these armies that tens of thousands of people in Zanek can be defeated, of course these are not credible, but if the legend of Frost Wings is true, it can defeat Zanekek, and it must have extremely terrifying power and army." β
"But...... Mr. Givet, listen to you, isn't it...... Not sure if it's true?" Vista blinked.
"Yes, no Northland has ever seen that dragon, but I believe it's true. Because all the white dragons that have clashed with humans over the years have called its name. Givet shrugged, "Some of them can't even speak, after all, these lizards have a very low IQ, but they all seem to believe that Frostwings really exists." β
"And now?" asked the blonde woman softly.
"Gone. This is also the reason why many people do not believe this story, after all, no Northlander has ever witnessed the dragon. Givet's expression was helpless: "A bard said that after the arrogance of the frost wings offended the five-colored dragon, they were forced to flee to other planes and never appeared again, so Master Fatas dared to send our company to mine there." At that time, there was no danger to the Nanda Glacier...... Without the frost giant, the white dragon would not be a climate, alas~ who knows. β
"...... you say," the blonde woman's expression hesitated, as if there was a hint of fear: "Mr. Givet, the white dragon was still shouting its name before he died the day before yesterday......"
"No, it won't. Givet comforted: "Lady Vista, don't worry, if that dragon comes back, with the vigilance of the evil dragon, it should have broken into the hall of fame a long time ago, most likely that the white dragon wanted to scare us before he died, that stupid low-IQ creature, not to mention even him? You have fought against the evil of all planes, is there nothing you can do?"
"I don't know......" Vista shook her head with an ugly look on her face, and she turned away, "I'm sorry, Mr. Givit, I need to take a break; β
"Don't worry, ma'am. Givet smiled haughtily, looked at the blonde woman's trembling shoulders, and shook her head in disapproval.
It seemed unreasonable to him that this woman would have such a deep-seated fear of a creature like a white dragon.
He had inquired about this mercenary group belonging to the Windtalker Alliance, this very young lady was experienced in a hundred battles, highly skilled in martial arts, and a pious priest, who had a very high status in the mercenary group, and fought very bravely when encountering undead creatures and winter wolves on the way, but the reaction when she encountered the white dragon deeply thundered him.
"Could it be that this lady has been bullied by the white dragon?" Givet thought strangely, then shook his head.
The future is still uncertain, what do you want to do so much?
I hope I can go back safely.