The Bantu people never seemed to be informal, and the Bantu man with milky white curly hair did not mind taking three wine glasses from the basket in the thatched hut and placing them on the table. Then he took the leather-made sac that hung from his waist and poured a full cup of mare's milk wine into three cups in turn. The Bantu favorites are also an outsider's nightmare, and even Rustru's spirits are no match for the Bantu mare's milk.

Maffeo looked at the Bantu hesitantly, and the other party behaved as if he had been familiar with him for a long time. But there is nothing surprising about this, this is how they treat those who have overcome them. They respect the brave warriors and look forward to the next showdown. A Belmar or Delos may do many things in their life, but for the Bantu people, they have only one goal in their life: fighting.

"Taste it, the mare's milk wine of the Bantu will dispel the cold in your body. The Bantu man said in a friendly manner. "My name is Bankarul, and I respect the great wolf totem. He was the first to drink the mare's milk wine from the cup. Well, as expected, they didn't react in particular, and drinking mare's milk wine was as normal for them as drinking water.

Uma and Maffeo looked at the full glass of mare's milk wine in front of them, and did not move. "Sorry, I don't drink. Maffeo said apologetically.

"You don't drink?" Bankarul looked like he had seen a terrifying wraith, and it was a little hard for the simple Bantu people to believe that such a brave warrior who had defeated him would not drink. "I don't believe it. ”

"That's true. "Maffeo does not intend to argue on such trivial issues.

"Okay. Bancarur looked a little disappointed, and he picked up the cup in front of Maffeo and drank the mare's milk wine in one gulp.

Uma shook her head, smiled wryly, picked up the cup and took a sip. Honestly, he felt like his throat was about to burn. In any case, he was sure that he would not be used to drinking it, and that Sothia's elven wine would suit his taste. "I really don't understand you outsiders, who in some ways act like a brave warrior, but in some ways like the weak soldiers of Belmar and Delos. Bankarul shook his head in confusion, naturally seeing what Uma meant, and then the scene of a person drinking three glasses of mare's milk wine in succession appeared.

"Tell me about your troubles. Uma didn't want to waste time, so she cut straight to the point.

Bankarul sat down and rested the blunt object against the wall. "Half a month ago, we received an order from Deputy Patriarch Orka to come to the border east of the Snowy Continent of Ston, in order to monitor the appearance of intruders. It was supposed to be a simple task, but since the monster appeared, everything has changed. He was anxious, and it was clear from that that the monster was causing them a lot of trouble.

"Go on. Maffeo gestured with his hand raised.

"Even a dozen Bantu warriors couldn't subdue it, and it was difficult to even injure it. As you can see, we may be good at taming the Ice Tiger or fighting the Snow Ray, but there is nothing we can do about the monster that has been affected by the awakening of the Ice Dragon Skasa. ”

"Tell us more about that monster, maybe we can help. Uma whispered, he was mentally prepared accordingly. At least one characteristic of monsters living in such areas is certain, and that is that they are not afraid of the cold, which means that their ice magic will do them limited damage.

Bankarul filled his cup with mare's milk again, and he looked like a warrior who could never drink it. "It's a spider, but it's much larger than the normal ice spiders that inhabit it. Patriarch Buwanga had told us something about mutations, so I'm guessing that the giant spider must have been mutated. The spider silk it spits out can easily bind three or four Bantu warriors, and each of its legs is lethal enough to easily cull or even dismember an adult. But judging by the situation with it, it doesn't seem to be that agile in action. ”

"Hmm. Maffeo nodded. "Huge spiders, large areas of spider silk, extremely lethal spider legs, and low mobility, this information will help us. ”

"You can't get to the Snowy Lands of Ston without killing that giant spider, and the ice cave it lives in is the only way to the Snow Landston. After all, you must know that even us Bantu people can't climb over the snow-capped mountains in front of this village. ”

"Looks like we have only one choice. Maffeo glanced at Uma, who nodded at him in agreement. "We'll help you with the giant spiders, but you'll have to take us to the snowy lands of Stone, okay?" Uma confirmed to Bankarul.

Bankarur nodded vigorously, "Bantu people will never try to deceive each other. ”

"Very well, then I think we'd better hurry up and get to work. Uma and Maffeo stood up at the same time, the latter added. "Tell us where that ice cave is. ”

"We cleared the snow from the road leading to the ice cave along the road to the village, and you just have to follow the dirt road that is not covered with snow. Bankarul replied.

"I see, besides, can I let my companions enter the village to rest for a while? Maffeo asked Bankarur for his opinion.

"Why not?" said Bankarul, spreading his hands.

"I'll go inform them that you are waiting for me at the exit of the village. Uma said to Maffeo.

"Let's do it. ”

Mirna cowered in the carriage, she wanted to warm herself with fire magic, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to become an "arsonist" in a strange place, considering that her magic could easily cause forest fires, and she didn't want to have some problems with compensation. Of course, there aren't many regimes willing to govern this damn place. There is no value here, both developmentally and strategically.

It wasn't until Umma's arrival that she seemed to see a glimmer of light, and all she could think about now was the warm fireplace. "How's it going, Uma, tell me you've succeeded in your dealings with them. She asked expectantly.

"What do you say?" Uma had a headache. "Maffeo had a fight with the leader of the Bantu here, and then he won, and the Bantu promised to talk to us. ”

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

"But if we want them to lead us to the Ston Snowlands, we must help them deal with the monsters that they have to do on their way to the Ston Snowlands. Maffeo and I took the commission, so you may have to wait a little longer. Uma explained.

Mirna hung her head on her knees in frustration and said listlessly. "Okay, but we can at least go to the village and find a warm fireplace to keep warm?"

Uma looked back and said uncertainly. "I'm not sure if there's a burning fireplace in this looted village, but the Bantu have given you permission to enter the village to rest, as it's now under their control. He gave a sarcastic smile.

"Then let's go. Milna woke up Schultz, who was dozing off from the cold in the carriage, and then pulled Freya out of the carriage. Now, the problem to be solved is the driver who is almost frozen into a popsicle.

"Thank you for your help along the way, and remember to say hello to Marcos on my behalf. Uma said to the coachman.

The coachman yawned and raised his hand. "No problem, good luck to you, I'll return the same route I came, at least that way there won't be any danger. ”

Uma took out a small bag of gold coins from his pocket and threw it into the coachman's hand, "Have a nice trip." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Garder. ”