Dusk soon came, the sun set below the jagged horizon, and the sky glowed with a reddish-purple light. The cold that made Maffeo's body freeze even more followed, and his constant urging on the way back reminded Uma of Gilens, but there was an essential difference between the two sides. Eventually, Uma spent a short time gathering some useful magical materials from the giant spider's corpse, at least not for nothing in the unplanned battle.

When you look at the village at the foot of the mountain from the snow-capped mountains, especially at dusk, it looks like a baby in the arms of a giant. The snow-white forest is the arm of the giant, and the snow-capped mountain is the body of the giant. The only vague thought that Maffeo, whose consciousness was about to freeze, saw this sight was that the people who lived in this village were inherently forgotten.

Bankarur stood at the entrance of the village with a torch. The two of them could see the fire from afar, which looked dazzling in the darkness, and it had made them think that another group of robbers had arrived. It's just that they ignore that there is nothing worth looting here. Even the Bantu people came here to loot food and water, and did not harm the villagers who had no intention of resisting. At least compared to the robbers, the Bantu are not unrelenting.

"Hah, shall we call that guy a 'Watcher'?" said Maffeo, joking.

"Haha, it's funny. Umagan laughed twice.

In fact, Maffeo was just trying to distract himself, as he felt his teeth start chattering as soon as he calmed down. He quickened his pace, and now he only wished he was back to the warm fireplace soon.

Bankarur's mouth widened in surprise as Maffeo threw the giant spider's head in front of him. The guy that terrified all the Bantu people here no longer exists, though Bankarur knows what they're doing. But this scene really appeared in front of his eyes, and he thought that he would not be able to accept the fact that a giant spider that had left the Bantu boys helpless was killed by outsiders in less than half a day.

"We did it, and hopefully you'll deliver on your promise too. Maffeo whispered.

"I've seen a lot of ugly monsters, most of them living in cold regions like this beast. But ......" Bankarul paused, raising his hand to the giant spider's head. "I've never seen such an ugly monster. ”

"Because it wasn't supposed to exist. Uma explained. "This giant spider is the product of mutation, and I think it may be caused by the awakening of the ice dragon Skasa. ”

"Ah, if it's that ferocious ice dragon, then I guess I can understand that. Bankarur grimaced, it was clear that the Ice Dragon Skasa had done far more damage to the Bantu than the giant spider had done to them. "I can't let the warrior who slew the giant spider stand here and get cold, come on, you can at least have a stew. ”

"It would be nice to have hot milk. Maffeo laughed, and now he finally heard something that interested him.

They used the largest room in the village for their meals, and the simple food could not be simpler, stewed meat and sheep's yogurt, paired with mare's milk wine, and the Bantu diet was so simple. Far from the richness of the dishes at the court banquets of Belmar or Delos, Maffeo and Uma must admit that the stew tastes no less than the meat dishes of even the West Coast or Teoles. Although the only downside is that the stew in a basin looks unaesthetically pleasing and looks like a lump of mud.

Bankarur entertained the two and made all of his boys know the two "Spider Slayers". At such times, the lads would unanimously let down their guard and bless them by singing Bantu folk songs. That really made the two of them a little unaccustomed, because in just one day, they went from strange outsiders to heroes.

Uma looked at Maffeo and whispered. "If I knew that taking out the giant spider would give us the heroic treatment, I'd rather sleep in an ice cave for the night. ”

"You know what? I just think the stew tastes good, and the rest has nothing to do with me. Maffeo spread his hands and sent a piece of stew to his mouth with a fork.

"Well, that's you. Uma sighed.

Perhaps because of the current situation, the Bantu people did not hold a simple drinking contest late in the evening, and died down after nine o'clock in the evening. Usually, they can spend the whole night around the campfire, eating roast meat and drinking mare's milk wine.

Bankarur didn't want to make a bad impression on the outsiders, so when Maffeo and Uma were about to leave, he stopped them and said to them. "Sleep well, we'll leave tomorrow for the snowy region of Ston. ”

"Thank you, see you tomorrow, Bankarur. Hearing this sentence is much more comfortable than entertaining a whole pot of stew.

The Bantu people extinguished their torches and returned to their houses and tents. So, in this place that seemed to be at the edge of the world, the last bit of movement disappeared into the cold wind. The snow-capped mountains still stand there, unshaken for thousands of years. Those big curious eyes looked out the small windows of the thatched huts at the endless mountains, which were said to stretch all the way to Rustru. It was a long distance, so far away that it seemed like it would never be finished in a lifetime.

Mirna let out a sigh and shrank her head back from the window. Then she turned and jumped off the table, grabbing the last piece of rye bread from the plate on the table and shoving it into her mouth, and she heard the singing of the Bantu people some time ago. And she smelled the smell of stew, and she had to admit that at that point she was drooling. But the reality is that the only thing that can stop her stomach from protesting is the rye bread she carries with her.

"Damn Uma, damn Bantu, damn rye bread......" Mirna cursed quietly, tearing the bread with her hands, and tossed the crumbs back onto the plate.

Uma opened the door and walked in, coming so suddenly that Mirna didn't even react. By the time she reacted, Uma had placed the bag full of cured meat in front of her. "Here, you meat-loving trickster. ”

Mirna grabbed the bag as if she had seen prey, and eagerly opened it and began to gobble it up. "Good...... Delicious. She was satisfied with her assessment.

"There's one more news you're more interested in, Maffeo and I have dealt with the monsters, and tomorrow we'll leave for the snowy region of Stone. Uma found a bench and sat down.

"Wouldn't that be nice?" Mirna nodded. "If you can't solve this problem perfectly, I'm going to beat you up. ”

"Well, I just want to get a good night's sleep right now, I'm tired today. Uma said listlessly.

"Thank you, my faithful servant Uma Gard. Mirna smiled at Umma, though the irreverent title hardly made Uma angry. On the contrary, he liked this expression of Milna.