"Squeak!"

I know!

Listening to the long beard's return, Ron's front paws holding his jaw loosened, and his mood became slightly lighter.

On this trip, the four group leaders were looking for enough food for the moonlight rat group to overwinter, so they brought their own moonlight rat guards, together with the four group leaders, the number was several hundred.

At the same time, the four Moonlight Rat Leaders did not act together, but explored different areas separately, so there was almost no chance that they would be caught in one go.

Even if we take a step back and assume that Longbeard's message is correct, and that rat with strong black fangs is indeed Iron Fang, will the dozens of moonlight rat guards who acted with Iron Fang also be wiped out together?

If they are not eliminated, then they will surely return to the Moonlight Rat territory and bring back the news of Ironfang's capture.

Even, Ron can take two steps back from the hypothesis, Iron Fang is caught, and all the moonlight rat guards under his command are destroyed. But the four Moonlight Rat Group Masters had already become an alliance, how could they not know the news of Iron Fang's arrest, and even go to the rescue?

However, the news of the long beard shows that only one rat with black front teeth has been caught, but there is no news of its three group leaders.

"Squeak!"

Take me to see the guy who got caught!

............

The end of the year is coming to an end, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

However, it was a sunny day, and only a light snow was falling, attracting children to chase and fight in the streets, turning the accumulated snow of the previous days into snowballs and laughing and shelling each other.

"Hey, Ali, have you heard?"

"Raleigh, do you mean that Tariq Golden Shield's grandson was bitten off half of his little finger by a rat?"

"Of course, apart from this, is there any recent sensational news in Askatla?"

"It is said that the angry old Tariq has issued a huge bounty, informing the whole of Ascatra that as long as you bring the rat's tail, you can go to a specific place to receive the bounty, and the exchange ratio is one to one with that of Vander!"

"It's really in the top three of the Azcatra Rich List!"

"I heard that the mouse that bit Tariq Golden Shield's grandson has also been caught, it is a huge mouse with black front teeth, and it is on display in the small theater in front!"

"Old Tariq also said that when he receives a million rat tails, he will use these rat tails as fuel to cremate the big rat that bit little Tariq!"

"Be sure to check it out when the time comes......"

............

The sound of cowhide boots rubbing against the snow on the ground grew softer and softer, and the pedestrians drifted away from each other, leaving only words to linger in the air and burrow into the sewers.

With his ears pricked up, Ron lurked silently in the sewers, taking in the words that came from above. The hard work of studying in the Five Pots Hotel finally came in handy, allowing it to understand the meaning without difficulty.

"Squeak!"

Long beard, is that so?

"Squeak!"

Yes Chief!

I got the news that the rat was being held in a small theater!

However, in the end, the way to die was not to burn to death, but to Ling Chi!

"Squeak!"

Let's go!

Longbeard followed behind Ron, and the words of the pedestrians above fell into Longbeard's ears as well.

Like Ron, Longbeard, who was once used as a pet by a mage, can also understand human language, so in the face of Ron's inquiry, Longbeard chirps softly and repeats what he heard.

Ron nodded slowly, and then with a quick leap, he grabbed the iron fence of the sewer exit with his front paws.

"Squeak!"

Come on!

The cold weather prevented the snow from melting on the road, thick enough to bury half a boot. Ron poked his head out of the sewer fence and looked around to make sure no human noticed his movements, leaping out of the sewer and landing on the ground.

"Poof!"

Then Ron fell into the snow.

"Squeak!"

What a lot of snow!

Ron had apparently forgotten his size, and after turning into a moonlight rat, Ron's size was only the size of a normal person's palm. It could only pass half a human and half a boot of snow, and for Ron, it was a snowless snow.

"Poof!"

There was a soft sound behind him, and the longbeard that followed Ron as he jumped out of the sewers, apparently in the same way as Ron.

However, after only a slight thought, Ron immediately found a solution.

"Squeak!"

Long beard, keep up!

Instead of jumping out of the snow, Ron poked his head out of the snow and first identified the location of the pedestrian he had spoken to earlier, and then Ron plunged headlong into the thick layer of snow, his paws moving quickly.

"Hey, squeak!"

The snow was not thick enough to be squeezed firmly, and Ron was able to easily dig a tunnel in the snow, and at the same time, the excess snow that had been excavated did not need to be removed from the back, as long as he squeezed it slightly, it would fit into both sides of the tunnel and become part of the cave wall.

As a result, near the corner of the sparsely populated and snowy street, the snow continued to rise and meander slightly, as if there was a snake passing through below.

Every once in a while, a brownish-yellow rat's head would peep out of the snow, then immediately descend, and the snow would rise some further distance.

"Squeak!"

Chief, have you arrived?

Longbeard's physical strength was not as abundant as Ron's, even if he didn't need to dig, he only needed to follow Ron's back, but the slight chill of the snow still made Longbeard's thin body tremble slightly, overwhelmed.

"Squeak!"

Let me see!

Ron was also aware of the beard, and he immediately increased his digging speed again, while observing the pedestrians in front of him.

It has to be said that Ron's physical strength is amazing, even if he keeps digging forward in the snow, Ron and Longbeard's travel speed still keeps up with the speed of the pedestrians in front of them.

This time, Ron looked over and immediately saw the figure of the pedestrian in front of him disappear behind two thick oak doors with double rows of copper rivets the size of pigeon's eggs.

"Squeak!"

There's still a little bit of distance!

Long beard, hold on, we'll be there in no time!

Determining the distance, Ron immediately dug hard, and the speed of the tunnel increased, and the long beard struggled to keep his body warm behind Ron while following closely.

"Tear up!"

The sound of claws rubbing against the rocks, Ron could be sure that he was moving in a straight line, so the only rock that rubbed against his claws at the moment was the so-called small theater with two oak gates.

He peeked through the snow and immediately saw two thick oak doors with brass rivets, and with them a crack between them.

"Squeak!"

Come on!

Turning around, Ron took the lead and slipped into the crack in the door, and behind him, the long beard hurriedly followed, into the room where there was no cold wind.

Then, Ron's eyes immediately saw the iron cage in the center of the stage of the small theater, in which lay a rat with shiny black fur.

It's the Iron Fang!