Early in the morning of the second day, Seratia woke up after a beautiful sleep in the college inn in Belica Town, although she was sleeping, the two female warriors she sent to monitor had been transmitting various messages all night, and when Seratia opened her eyes, she found that the mercenary team had entered the Misty Forest.

"Do you leave early in the morning? really~ Lack of sleep is the natural enemy of a woman's appearance. ”

According to the time, Seratia fell asleep after dinner yesterday, and now she has slept for eleven hours, and besides, the dragon doesn't need to sleep every day, about ten hours a week, it is appropriate, but sleeping every day seems to be a habit that Seratia has developed herself.

"Your Highness~ Do you want to have breakfast?" Garrodus, who was guarding at the door, had a very conscientious sleepless night, and the black dragon guard, who was still in good spirits, asked immediately after finding that Seratia had gotten up.

"Okay, we don't have to rush anyway, let's act early after eating. Seratia said as she dressed, seemingly oblivious to the fact that her now half-naked body was being seen by Garrodus.

In response to this unsuspecting gesture of the noble princess of the clan, Garrodus seemed to have become accustomed to it, and went downstairs to tell the waiter of the inn to get ready for breakfast.

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After enjoying a sumptuous breakfast in a gauze skirt, Seratia and Garrodus left Belica Town unhurriedly, and when they came to a relatively remote hill outside the town, Garrodus's muscles swelled rapidly, and the dark elements around him filled the surrounding space in an instant, and even the originally dense water elements were swept away, and when a pair of huge black dragon wings exuding a metallic texture stretched out, Garrodus had completely transformed into a huge black dragon more than forty meters long.

The black dragon's claws bury themselves into the ground, and the ice and snow dissolved in an instant, and some moss and other vegetation withered in an instant, and the entire ground became dark as if it was soaked in ink. This is a trace of the invasion of a large number of dark elements. At that time, if this ground is not dispeld by the elements, it will be completely barren for more than a hundred years due to the influence of the dark element.

The huge black dragon turned his head to look at Seratia, who had become like a small ant below, and the next moment the black dragon lowered his head until it touched the ground: "Please come up, Your Highness~"

Seratia jumped lightly on the top of the black dragon's head, which was several meters high, and randomly found a place to sit down, Garlodes raised his head, his wings quickly stirred, and the incredible speed of a igniting rocket soared into the sky.

"Those mercenaries are heading northwest in the forest, don't be spotted by them when the time comes, I'll see what happens. ”

"Yes! ”

After giving an order to Galrodus. Seratia lay down comfortably and enjoyed the sound of the wind whistling past her ears, closing her eyes and recuperating.

While a powerful black dragon was chasing after from behind, the Eagle Mercenary Regiment, which did not yet know what terrible fate it would face, continued to move towards the depths of the forest. This morning, after the mercenary group and the slave catcher team left the fortress station and officially stepped into the misty forest, the leader of the mercenary group, Garnat, was pleased to find that the howling wind and snow had actually stopped rarely, and without the large falling snowflakes and the cold wind that was whistling in their ears all day long, everyone felt that the temperature seemed to have risen a little.

This is a good sign!

Gartner is very satisfied with this weather, if it can be maintained forever, the entire mercenary group will not only be able to explore the forest for a longer time, but the consumption of various materials will also be much reduced. Seeing that the rare sunlight revealed that the bushes were falling on the ground, Garnate quickly organized scouts to take advantage of this good opportunity to quickly go ahead to explore the terrain.

Although he has a map of the forest that he has acquired from the townsfolk of Belica. But the map alone is not enough, after all, the map is made by the townspeople themselves, and it is inevitable that there will be differences from the actual situation in the marking, and the representation on the map needs to be determined before the march can be carried out according to the indication on the map, otherwise once you get lost in the forest or the snow forest in this extreme north, then the entire mercenary group may be buried in the hands of terrible extreme weather.

"According to the intelligence, this should be the place where I first witnessed the appearance of the elves!"

Holding the map and observing the surroundings with several hunters of the slave trapping team, Garnat was confident in the battle, but if it was about some clues to follow, then only the senior hunters in the slave trapping team had this ability. The hunters of these slave trappers have participated in many hunts of elves and dwarves, and for this reason, they know that the habits of the elves cannot escape their eyes.

It's just that this time in the snowfield, the efficiency of these hunters has decreased a lot. Because it is always snowing heavily, it will bury any trace in a matter of minutes.

"There is no trace ~ nothing, maybe we should move on a little more. If those adventurers did encounter the elves here, then those elves could not have gone too far. An old hunter who looked to be in his fifties or sixties rummaged for a moment and shook his head.

The whole team quickly adjusted the direction of progress, although there were no traces of the elves along the way, but there were many people in the team who had already harvested, and a newly recruited mage recently found a few rare blood berries, and they were also mutated blood berries, and the mage carefully put these precious medicinal herbs into his personal clothing pocket. You must know that the various medicinal materials produced in the Misty Forest are all sought-after goods in the eyes of various pharmacist associations on the mainland.

At this time, one of the scouts who had been sent out before suddenly returned, and seeing the gestures of the scouts, they seemed to have found some useful clues.

"Chief, we found it under a tree not far away. The scout dismounted and delivered a broken sword to Garnat's eyes.

"That's it?"

The scout hurriedly explained that the remains of the sword's owner were also lying under the tree, but it was the sword that caught the scout's attention. Garnat looked at it a little puzzled, there were many poachers and scattered mercenaries who had come to the Misty Forest with dreams of making a fortune, and many of them never returned. It wouldn't be surprising if someone died in the Forest of Mists. It's just that when the scout showed the cross-section of the broken sword to Garnat, the leader of the mercenary group was stunned, and not only that, but even a mage on the side looked solemn.

The cross-section of the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, without any grooves or pits, and if a long sword was broken or cut in battle, the fracture would be uneven, but the sword was as if it had been cut in two like tofu. After a moment's hesitation, Garnat asked the scout to take the long sword, and then took out the two-handed heavy sword he was carrying, and with a very accurate sword, the long sword was turned into two again. But when he picked it up and looked at it, Garnate shook his head helplessly, although his sword cut off the long sword, the fracture surface could not achieve that smooth mirror-like feeling.

"To achieve this level, it is estimated that you need to use an excellent-grade weapon, and the sword wielder must at least have the strength of a great knight. After looking at it again, Garnat made a preliminary judgment.

"Wind magic can achieve the same effect, but it requires at least level 7 or higher wind magic to do it. ”

The one with the highest magic level among several mages also made his own judgment, elves are a race that is born with magical perception, it can be said that every elf is a natural magician, even some young elf children can cast some low-level spells as they like. If there are really elves inhabiting this forest, then there should be at least one elven mage at level 10 or above.

While finding a broken sword doesn't mean anything, at least one thing is certain, and that is that there really should be something in the forest, whether it's an elf or something.

Several experienced slave hunters immediately went to the place where the remains were found under the leadership of the scouts to check if there were any other traces, and the mercenary group and the slave catcher team also strengthened their vigilance at this time, there were the remains of adventurers and there were obvious traces of being attacked, this was obviously already in the combat area, it was always good to be on guard.

In fact, what the Eagle Mercenary Group didn't know was that this body was specially arranged there to wait for them to find it, and most of the adventurers and mercenaries who entered the Misty Forest were captured alive and sent to Ulduar City to serve as laborers, and now that a large number of human slaves have been sent, these captured mercenaries and adventurers have also been thrown into the crystallized woodland to 'reserve'. Even a few people who were unfortunately killed in the combatants were well packed up by the elves afterwards, and they would not leave any traces for these mercenaries to find.

This body was deliberately left here to attract the attention of these mercenaries, and at the same time, further clues were also cleverly arranged, just waiting for these mercenaries to be clever and mistaken.

Soon the seasoned hunters found some clues around the remains, and after deliberation, the mercenary leader Garnat began to turn the team forward, while Garnat also cautiously let the scouts take the front to investigate the situation. However, what every mercenary doesn't know is that they who think they are hunters are being lured into the abyss of death little by little by the 'prey' they are looking for.

Shortly after the team left, several frost and snow elf scouts flashed out of the branches, watching the departing mercenary team elves whisper with their communication magicians, "The target is walking towards the town as expected." (To be continued......)