On the second day of the journey, nothing happened during the day, and the forest was calm like a lifeless cemetery, silent and eerie, and such silence made people feel uncomfortable.

But at night, it was like a tavern full of adventurers—noisy and noisy, laughing and screaming, accompanied by unexplained fights.

At first, an adult Cay Blue Lion quietly approached Barrett and his party as they dined. Until the distance between the two sides was only about six or seven paces, Barrett and the gnome's keen perception had not been detected, and the magic alarms and traps had not been triggered.

But Barrett still realized in time that something was wrong based on experience and intuition.

He instantly pulled the "Iron Bride" from his waist and held it in both hands, across his chest. The brute didn't really see what was in the air, but he still brandished his weapon and shouted intimidation, and the other man showed his form in the light of the campfire.

The blue lion is a diurnal and nocturnal animal, and its sky-blue fur can make it in a very special state of stealth at night, coupled with the hazy fog and night, even the most perceptive person is difficult to detect its arrival.

The fur of this monster is soft and light, smoother than the girl's soft ~ tender skin ~ skin, and it is the favorite of the nobles to decorate their wardrobes. Especially for the haughty and vain ladies of honour, a coat made of the fur of the Blue Lion can make its owner the center of attention for all the guests at the ball.

It's no exaggeration to say that a complete, unblemished Kai Lan Lion fur can easily fetch thousands of gold coins.

In Barrett's eyes, it was a moving bag of gold. Although the number of Cay Blue lions is very small, Barrett does not care about the claims of an endangered species, nor does he think that there is anything wrong with a certain creature being killed.

The adventurer's simple values of "above the gold coin" make him think that all this is a matter of course.

But night is not a good time to hunt. The field of vision is limited, no one knows what is hidden in the darkness outside the campfire, and the fierce fight is likely to cause some trouble. What's more, even if the Kailan Lion is injured, Barrett can't guarantee that he will really keep it, so he hesitated and didn't make the first move.

However, such a large amount of gold coins delivered to the door is really exciting. Just as Barrett wanted to signal Old Will to use a spell to keep the "gold coin", the blue lion glanced at everyone lightly, and calmly retreated into the darkness......

"It's so beautiful!" was the half-elf's exclamation at the sight of the creature.

It will be more beautiful when she dies, this is Barritt's heart. That meant piles of gold coins coming together with a dazzling glow that would have driven the red-haired girl insane. The barbarian had some ill-intentioned thoughts.

Not long after the 'pile of gold' left, trouble came again - a pack of vicious winter wolves surrounded them.

Barrett roughly estimated that there were fifty or sixty wolves in the pack, and this was a real battle, because the winter wolves were arguably one of the most dangerous of the wolf population. They are huge, cunning, stoic, and able to breathe cold like frost spiders.

The Winter Wolf is also a magical creature.

In fact, no creature with a certain amount of intelligence in the forest will venture into this area closer to the Misty Castle, and the winter wolf's intelligence is not low, and the two-day journey is not too far.

The battle did not begin directly, and the two sides engaged in a brief standoff.

Old Will was backed by a tall fir tree, with the ogre at the front, Barrett and the half-elves on either side, and the three of them formed an arc around Old Will in the middle.

The gnome vanished in place, and Barrett knew that only the best of assassins could use invisibility without shadows, but Barrett could still detect him at close range, with keen perception. I have to say that although this stealth skill is very strong, it is still a little far behind the talent skill of the Kai Blue Lion.

After a loud wolf howl, the battle began.

Six or seven winter wolves lined up and pressed forward in unison. After Old Will shouted a short, indecipherable syllable, Barrett noticed that the Iron Bride in her hand had become even hotter—the sword had been covered with a layer of burning flame.

The half-elves were the first to hear the sound of fighting, and it was clear that the winter wolves thought that the tall ogres and barbarians were more difficult to deal with, and they saw Estelle as a breakthrough.

Barrett paid close attention to the situation on the half-elf's side, and focused most of his attention on the two winter wolves cruising in front of him.

One of the winter wolves had a scar on his back from the claws of an unknown creature, while the other walked with a slight limp. In the darkness farther away, a flickering, blood-red eye stared at them.

Although it was a good choice to use flames against the Winter Wolf, Barrett had never used such an enchanted weapon, and was not only a little worried that he would be hurt by the flames on the sword.

The barbarian had two throwing axes hanging from his waist, a sword in his left hand, and a round shield made of oak in his right arm. The shield is covered with a thin layer of iron, and although the defense is limited, it can save lives if used well. He had several pairs of such small round shields in a cowhide bag, which, like throwing axes, were consumables.

Barrett twisted his neck a few times, and waved his weapon slightly, the flames on his sword marking a beautiful trajectory. "Iron Bride" has become "Fire Beauty", and he needs to get to know each other again, at least to say "hello" first.

The winter wolf didn't give the brute time to "say hello" to his weapon, and the lame one attacked first.

It bared its teeth, castrated ferociously, and its slightly hunched body instantly increased the speed of the attack to the maximum.

Barrett bent his knees and was about to swing his sword, only to find that the winter wolf suddenly stopped and jumped sideways a few steps to the side. Then the scarred one rushed through the gap, but again stopped before it could get close enough.

They were teasing themselves, Barrett thought to herself, and the winter wolf wanted to wear down his patience in this way, making him impatient and paralyzed, thus creating a hole in his defenses.

"Come on, dogs, let me smash your skulls!" Barrett heard the ogre roar and the dull sound of a warhammer striking a shield. But Barrett didn't hear the irritability in the ogre's tone, this ogre can control his emotions in battle very well, which is very rare for the ogre race.

Barrett is also not impatient at all, he is an experienced elite adventurer with plenty of patience, not to mention, they are not without long-range attacks in this team - although there are no archers, they have a mage.

A 'crackling' whistling sound sounded from behind Barritt, followed by an explosion of heat and a terrible whimper, Barrett estimated that Old Will should be making a move, and it should be the direction of the half-elves.

He could clearly feel that in the darkness in the distance, those swaying red eyes seemed to be in a commotion. Then there was another loud howl, and out of the darkness came several more winter wolves, five in front of Barrett alone.

It seems that the wolves have finished their temptation and are ready to attack officially, Barrett smiled excitedly.

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