Van Luntien paused for a moment after hearing Barron's words before asking, "Lord Barron, are you going to the north alone?"

Barron nodded, he was going to go to the Far North alone to see if there was a chance to kill the [White Ice Wolf King] Milong Nushka, and then obtain the bloodline crystals he needed.

"Don't you need us together, Lord Barron, it's too ......dangerous for you to be alone," halfway through his words, Fan Luntien reacted, the person in front of him was not the ordinary nobles who were helpless when he was a mercenary before.

"If there are too many people, it will attract attention, and I will go alone as soon as I come, and I will come back quickly!" Barron was not unreasonable, if there were too many people, it might attract the attention of Milonushka, and then it would not be good.

"Okay, I won't say more, you hurry up and make arrangements and handovers, and then rush to Ampton City, I'll go first, and then meet again in Boriva Province!" Barron didn't say anything after he finished speaking, he selected five fine war horses directly from the stables, and then went directly out of the camp gate and headed north.

Looking at Barron in the distance, Van Luntien couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, although this lord of his own is talented and evil, but sometimes he really thinks too much about it, the last time he went to the Golden Lion City to visit the Erlivi family, it was like this again.

However, now that the entire camp is running normally, and there are Aldrich and his own two mid-level combat forces here, ordinary people dare not offend at all, even if he leaves, Aldrich has the assistance of several junior wizard apprentices supported by the Erlevy family, which is enough to protect this camp.

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In just five days and six nights, after exhausting three fine horses, Barron arrived at a town in the northernmost polar glacier of the Icewind Kingdom, and the town of Merol closest to the far north.

During these six days, Barron barely had any pause and rest, relying on the strong physical fitness of the great knight, he walked all the way without sleep for six consecutive days, and almost all of his eating and drinking were also completed on the war horse, this time he crossed most of the territory of the Icewind Kingdom and came to the town in front of him.

Even if he hadn't looked at each other for six days, Barron still looked energetic at this time, and the strong effect of the 15-point physique was revealed at this time, of course, there was also a reason why Barron was far beyond the powerful recovery ability of ordinary knights.

Further north is the Far North, a no-man's-land of endless glaciers and blizzards.

The size of the town of Merol may not even be a small town in the Nader Kingdom, it can only be regarded as a relatively large village, but this town is a relatively large human settlement in the polar glacier.

Although the Nelson population in the town of Merol is small, the Nelson make up more than 80% of the town's population. And there are often some wandering tribes who come here to rest, or there are some extremely brave merchants who come here to do business.

Originally, when Barron was still surprised why there were so many merchants doing business in such a remote town, he quickly discovered the hidden secret.

Werewolf! It's not a werewolf warrior like Kuzima, but an ordinary werewolf merchant and a large number of werewolf guards, swaggering in this remote town.

And everyone in the town of Merol also turned a blind eye to the werewolves that appeared, as if they were used to the existence of werewolves.

"No, no, although these dozens of animal skins are of good texture, they are damaged after all, and I can't agree to your price!" a human merchant shook his head and refused.

"Although these dozens of hides are damaged, they are only a small part of them, most of them are intact, they can't be worth only six Alander heads, right? This price is too low, I really can't accept it, at least ten Alanders!" A werewolf was fluent in the lingua franca of the Bogdano continent, and was bargaining with the human in front of him.

The gold coins minted by the Icewind Kingdom have the head of Alander I on them, so many low-level people often use Arand to represent gold coins when talking about gold coins.

And Barron happened to see a scene that made him stunned, although he already knew from Kuzima, a high-level werewolf warrior, that the relationship between the werewolf clan and the Icewind Kingdom was very good when he appeared in the envoy group of the Icewind Kingdom.

But when he saw a werewolf bargaining with a human in the town of Merol, he still felt a sense of disobedience.

What Barron didn't know, however, was that although the town of Merol had a small permanent population, and more than 80 percent of the population was still Nelson, the number of non-Nelson was close to 20 percent.

Of those twenty percent, more than half are werewolves from the far north, and the remaining less than ten percent are the number of humans and plateau people in the Icewind Kingdom.

Just as Barron was still lamenting the magical sight of the town of Meror, a stout figure suddenly walked up to him, and then a voice that only two people could hear sounded: "Do you want a wolf's tail?"

"How do you sell it?" Barron had actually spotted the person coming, but he didn't stop the other party from approaching him in the slightest.

Not to mention that Barron doesn't think that an ordinary person who is not even a junior knight can hurt himself, and he has long known that Bill has an intelligence network in Merol Town, and Barron does need the support of this intelligence network if he wants to obtain detailed information and specific routes in the Far North.

"One wolf tail 3 silver coins, three wolf tails 10 silver coins, the price is fair!" the sturdy figure continued to whisper.

"I want thirty-three wolf tails, eleven blue, eleven white, and eleven red!" Barron couldn't help but ask Bill who came up with this code in the first place, and the secrecy was generally not mentioned, and even the calculation was wrong.

"My lord, please follow me!" the sturdy figure finished speaking, and followed him without looking back. Perhaps because the whole town of Merol was small, Barron soon followed the sturdy figure to a temporary camp for a caravan.

While in this camp, Barron met the leader of the caravan and the head of the intelligence network established by Bill, the Pupil of Death, in the town of Meror.

"My lord, Lord Bill has already heard from you before you come, and here is something for you!" After seeing Barron and confirming Barron's identity, the person in charge of Merol Town didn't have any nonsense and took out what Bill asked him to prepare.