Kenny followed behind Allen, and the two walked in the snow one after the other, leaving a long trail of deep footprints in their wake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it was a gallop on the plains of the south, three miles would be in the blink of an eye, but in the knee-deep snow of the north, the three miles were like a pilgrimage from Karta City to Black, and Kenny was already halfway through it, and small beads of sweat were already on Kenny's head.

"Ellen, can you show me your saber again?" Kenny trotted two steps away from Alan's footprints and walked over to Alan's side.

"Why, wasn't that distance close enough, a little closer and it would be inserted into your heart. Alan looked at Kenny with some hesitation.

"If you talk differently, I think we can be friends. I just saw the wolf tooth on the hilt of your sword broken, I'm just a little curious, the black steel is the hardest mineral I've ever seen, what else can cut off the wolf teeth made of this material?" Kenny asked.

"It's really rare to be in the Southern Continent, but it's not a strange thing to be in the Sumerian Continent, there are too many things you haven't seen Kenny, and you will have the opportunity to see them in the future. Alan looked a little impatient.

Kenny stopped talking, the guy in front of him seemed a little difficult to get along with, he should really be a descendant of the Dalton family, the kind of personality flowing in his blood was very similar to himself when the holy war was just over, arrogant, arrogant, and domineering.

Before the sun went down, the two walked into a very dense pine forest, the snow in the forest was slightly lighter than outside, and the huge pine trees went straight into the sky, and each pine branch was hung with a 'tree beard', this green whisker-like object is a symbiont of fungi and algae, and only grows in places where the air is very good, so it can be seen that the southern part of the Sumerian continent is indeed a deserted place.

As they walked deeper into the forest, it was getting darker, and the two of them could no longer find the possible tribulus terrestris on the ground through the sunlight, so Alan cut off two thick branches, found an oily plant on the ground and made a torch into Kenny's hand.

"Looks like you're pretty good at survival in the wild, Alan. Kenny said as he looked at the torch that Eren had made.

"Survival is imperative. Alan walked deeper into the forest with his torch in hand, ignoring Kenny behind him.

Deep in the forest, Kenny has a stick in his hand, and keeps sweeping away the snow from the ground, but fortunately, the forest is dense enough, and the branches and leaves block most of the snow, and it is far more difficult to find than expected, this has been bent over for a long time, and there is not even a plant that looks slightly like thistle.

"Hey, Alan, come and see if this is a tribulus!" Kenny's scream lingered through the woods.

Alan heard Kenny screaming behind him, turned around and walked over to Kenny, looking down at Kenny's new discovery, "Can you stop making such a fuss? Where did you tell that this black bump is tribulus terrestris, didn't you hear old Maud's words clearly, it grows on a vine, you can't have seen a vine, right?"

Kenny looked at Alan with a smile on his face, "I just think our atmosphere is a little awkward, I just want to liven up the atmosphere, please brother, can you not be so silent, after a long time I will think that I am looking for a dumb person..."

Before Kenny could finish his words, Alan rushed behind Kenny with an arrow, and Kenny, who had been in a hundred battles, immediately drew his saber from his waist and turned around out of a reflex.

Not far behind him, a slightly tall figure stood there, the face of the object could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but Kenny could tell from the faint silhouette that the thing coming in the distance should be a halfling.

Alan saw Kenny next to him draw his saber and poke Kenny with his elbow, "Put the sword away, the prophets usually appear in groups, and you are declaring war on them." ”

Kenny listened to Alan's words, and immediately withdrew the black steel sword in his hand from its scabbard, watching the tall figure in the distance get closer and closer.

The figure gradually became clear in their field of vision, and by the light of the fire in his hand, Kenny saw a burly and tall prophet, his lower body was an elk, four feet in the snow, and the upper half of his body was human, but he only had one antler on his head, and the other antler was broken in half, and it looked like it had been wounded in battle.

"My name is Alan, I'm from the Middle, and I have no intention of offending your territory. Alan stood in front of the tall prophet and said with neither humility nor arrogance.

"Humans should live on the plains, not in the forests. The tall prophet looked down at Alan in front of him, and there was some disdain in his eyes.

The words of the prophet in front of him were a bit arrogant, but Kenny was afraid that there were hordes of prophets behind him, and he was holding back his emotions, if it was an ordinary human who said such things to him, he would have drawn his sword and dueled long ago.

"Our friends asked us to find a plant called tribulus terrestris, so that's why..."

Kenny can't finish his sentence when he is interrupted by the Prophet.

"Short human, didn't you hear what I said just now, you should go back to the plains!" the Prophet's eyes turned angry, and he took a few steps back, as if he was ready to attack.

Kenny slowly turned his head to Alan beside him, and the two looked at each other in a tacit understanding, their hands slowly moving towards the saber at his waist, and his right leg gently moving back, trying not to make a sound on the snow.

Almost at the same time, the two black steel swords were both unsheathed, and the two torches fell to the ground in an instant, and they were extinguished in the snow with a 'stab'.

In the darkness, the two of them rushed towards the prophet a few steps away like two galloping horses on the battlefield, two black steel swords stabbed the prophet's waist in an instant, the torch that had just been extinguished still emitted a wisp of black smoke, and the two of them felt the blade of the sword stabbed out at the same time being caught by the prophet with his empty hand, because the slash just now was blocked by a strange force, and the elbow holding the hilt of the sword came from a huge pain.

Kenny pulled out his grip on his saber and raised it above his head despite the pain in his elbow, a powerful slash like a hungry wolf heading straight to the enemy's shoulder, while Eren on the other side drew his saber and stabbed the Prophet with one hand.

The Prophet in the darkness raised his left hand and caught Kenny's wind-fast slash again, his left hand pinched the blade and used all his strength to lift it, Kenny felt as if his body had left the ground, and before he could release his sword, the Prophet threw it several meters away, rolled several times and plunged headlong into the deep snow.

Almost at the same time, the Prophet raised his front hooves to avoid Allen's stabbing and kicked Allen in the stomach, the huge impact kicked Allen out of the air, and slammed into a tree, Allen fell into the snow, his left hand tightly covered his stomach, the gastric juice churned in the stomach like a river and a sea, and a mouthful of bitter water went from the stomach to the throat and spit on the snow.