Speaking of the legendary revenge of the Marquis of Montenegro, Professor Granger seemed happy, but there was still a lingering melancholy in his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Rest assured, I've spent a lot of time honing my skills. ”

"Haha. Professor Granger laughed weakly.

"Maybe we should think about when we're going back. I'm already a member of the Royal Society, and the Glory Emerald will give me the title of Archmage for life, enough of that...... Even if you find the country of fairies, what else can you do......"

"You can continue to study the findings in the forest before I give up," Magellan said as he gnawed on the rabbit, "and I think there's enough time." ”

"You really aren't one to give up easily, Professor Magellan......"

......

While Magellan was on his way to the lake, on the other side of the Black Forest, the knight and his retinue were struggling to advance.

This is already the depths of the Black Forest, and the forest is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers. The two of them held high torches made of cedar branches, one foot deep and the other shallow, and marched forward with difficulty.

Hu Cong's leg injury had not yet healed, and the thick leaf mat in the forest made it difficult for him to walk, but despite this, the two of them still walked firmly.

The forest made no secret of its malice, and they encountered almost every difficulty imaginable. Not only was it dark where the knights passed, but the animals of the forest had disappeared, and they had been nibbling on cold, hard dry food, and what was even more terrible, they could not find a source of water.

This did not stop the knights, and new disasters followed, and they had lost their way, circled in one place, and had faced the temptation of the light and almost fell into a trap.

But the knight was silent and cleared all obstacles, his steps may be slow, but he never stopped.

Suddenly shiny crystal chips appeared in the firelight, like someone dumping crystal chips on the canopy of a tree high up, and one by one the points of light slowly fell, appeared in the firelight, and then disappeared again.

The knight stopped, standing still like a sculpture, only the white mist from his nostrils slowly dissipated into the air and then reappeared.

"It's snowing......" Hu Cong's tone was a little emotional, a little afraid.

This is the Black Forest, a place where humans cannot set foot.

The knight didn't say anything, and took a step forward in silence.

They walked like this for a day, then lit a campfire in the snow, shook off the snow from their clothes, and took out the water bottle on the back of the pack horse.

"Is this snow clean?" Hu Cong set a frying pan on the fire, and suddenly remembered that snow water could also be drunk.

The knight shook his head. Hu Cong sighed, both a little disappointed and a little taken for granted.

The two men filled boiling water from wooden cups, nibbled on a portion of dry food, then packed up their things, sat by the campfire and prayed in their hearts, waiting for the night to pass.

The forest is full of dangers, and from the moment they entered, every night was spent like this.

Although there was no daylight or dawn, the knight still knew well the beginning and end of the day. He stopped praying, stood up, and soon followed suit, and the two of them packed up their things and put them on their pack horses, and went on their way.

Days like this are repeated, like endless cycles, and they even begin to forget what they are doing.

But one day, he remembered what was waiting for them in front of him.

The knight found a pile of ashes from a campfire in the glade.

"They've caught a big fish...... "Hu Cong exclaimed as he pulled a fish skeleton out of the ashes with his cane.

"The forest is on their side. The knight looked at the skeleton of a fish that stood up as tall as an adult's shoulder, and his tone was still as calm as water.

"It's been a long time since they've passed. ”

"There's no rush, we know where they're going. ”

Hu Cong nodded: "We'll catch up with them." ”

Just then, they heard heavy breathing.

The knight's mount stirred restlessly, and it snorted as it walked on the spot.

Hu Cong handed the sword to the knight and raised the torch aloft, trying to shine a light on what was hidden in the darkness, but all he could see was darkness.

Something heavy landed on the snow, making the sound of a snowball clenching, which was supposed to be the footsteps of something in the darkness.

Suddenly, the voice was gone.

The sound of the burning cedar branches crackling and peeling made Hu Cong feel that the sound made his chest explode.

Then the forest remembered the roar of a giant bear.

Hu Cong let go of the crutches and raised his long sword, and as soon as he saw a bloody mouth, he was drenched with snow all over his head. He raised his arm and put his face up and rubbed it twice, but when he looked up, it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

The roar of the bear shook the snow off the canopy and extinguished the torch in his hand, and he listened in the darkness to the sound of the blade cutting into the flesh and the roar of the bear, waving his hands helplessly, but could do nothing.

It seemed that in an instant, all the cacophony of sounds fell silent, and the sound of two flints colliding was accompanied by sparks, and then a firelight lit up the surroundings.

As soon as Hu Cong's eyes adjusted to the sudden light, he saw the giant bear lying in a pool of blood.

It was a formidable beast, taller than the knight's mount, the well-blooded steed. It fell to the ground, mouth still wide open, big enough to fit an adult's head.

It's a behemoth like never before.

But now it is lying on the ground, dead.

"You ......" Hu Cong swallowed with difficulty, "you kill it......"

The knight held the torch, the sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, and although his breathing was a little rapid, there was not a trace of fluctuation on his face. He stuck his sword in the ground and drew a dagger from his waist: "We're going to bring some meat to eat on the road." ”

"Good ......" Hu Cong couldn't stop trembling as he spoke, he limped forward, pulled out his dagger in a daze, and stuck it in the giant bear's corpse.

"Almost, isn't it......" He tried his best, but he couldn't make the dagger cut through the thick skin of the giant bear, and as he spoke, he felt a cold freeze his whole body, until it was cold to his bones, "If it's not for you but for me......"

"You'll go back alive, John," it was the longest he'd said since he had seen the knight, "and I promised." ”

Hu Cong stared blankly at the knight's expressionless face, and was silent for a while: "You're right......"

They skinned the terrible beast, picked up the fatty pieces of flesh and brought them, and placed the bearskin on the bantam pony to be taken out and offered to the Pope. The rest of the bones and tendons were buried in the ground, and though they knew it wouldn't stop the terrifying beast from attacking them again, the two of them did it anyway.