With the use of the protective light, it means that Sigur has truly put the other party and himself on a horizontal plane.

He no longer showed mercy.

The corners of Iron Roar's mouth cracked slightly as he roared towards Sigurd. He knew that the man on the other side was going to be real! And as the leader of the snow-capped mountain giants, he must not back down! Even if you lose, let the other party see your determination!

"Roar~~~"

A low roar carries a terrifying impact! Iron Roar suddenly jumped high with his feet on the ground more than ten meters before he approached Sig's body. This time, he not only took advantage of the inertia of sprinting, but also completely defeated the opponent from top to bottom, with the momentum of Mount Tai!

But Sieg didn't seem to be planning to dodge. His arms flashed with white light, and his right fist was retracted to the side of his body.

As Iron Roar's mountain-like body smashed down, he slowly pushed out with a palm, hitting the left fist that Iron Roar smashed down.

"Boom" with a loud bang! Iron Roar's body flew upside down like a cannonball just after making contact with Sigurd!

His massive body drew a parabola in the air and landed heavily on a pile of munitions in the distance, smashing the wooden boxes to pieces.

But the momentum doesn't seem to be over yet! After the iron roar hit the ground, it still rolled backwards, and rolled out more than ten meters away, until it hit a pile of thick snow before it completely stopped.

The white light from Sigurg's body slowly faded, and he let out a long breath and shook his right wrist.

Only he knew that he had already used eight points of strength for that blow just now! But even so, the other party still made him feel faintly numb in the tiger's mouth.

"It's worthy of the Snow Mountain Giant Clan!" Sieg thought to himself.

It wasn't until the Silver Rider guards dug the Iron Roar out of the snow that they found that the big burly man's arms had all been dislocated.

But other than that, he didn't suffer any other injuries, and it's really a perverted defense!

Iron Roar dragged his two arms that were limp on the ground and slowly walked back. He walked up to Sigurt and got down on one knee, his head bowed, and he was completely convinced of the plainman man in front of him.

They worship the strong, believing that only the powerful can lead the people to a more comfortable habitat. And this man in front of him seems to be the target that can be followed by him!

"Gurgling Purr"

Iron Roar's voice was low, like a muffled thunderbolt.

Heather was slightly stunned, then looked happy. He ran to Sieg's side and whispered, "Lord Duke! Iron Roar said that from now on you will be the leader of their Snow Mountain Clan! He will follow you and be your shield and your spear! And the other two thousand snow-capped mountain giants should be like him! ”

Sieg glanced at the giant in surprise. He walked up to the other party and stretched out his palm, stroked the two dislocated arm joints, and slammed it hard!

With two clicks, the muscles on Tie Roar's face twitched slightly, but he didn't hum. Then his arm had been re-picked up by Sigurd.

The silver lion lifted the giant up with one hand, a smile on his face.

"Iron Roar, you will follow me from now on, and I guarantee that you Snow Mountain Giants will not only get shelter, but also all the glory that a warrior deserves! You are born warriors, born bravers! You should not curl up on the snowy mountains and do nothing, you deserve the worship and applause of the world! Bring your people and you will be reborn in the Mists! ”

A seemingly overwhelming duel victory brought two thousand snow-capped mountain giants to Sigurg. And this group of simple-minded giants who admit to death have become the sharpest spears in the hands of the silver lion in the subsequent war, as Iron Roar said! And the strongest shield!

Seeing Iron Roar being subdued by the Duke of the Silver Lion, the face of the Holy Maiden of Coco Lori was both relieved and a little lost. After all, after submitting to this duke, the fate of their Snow Mountain clan is still unknown. She could only pray for the protection of the gods and let her meet the master.

Suddenly, a soft arm was placed on Coco Lori's shoulder. She turned her head and saw that it was the beautiful woman with long, beautiful honey-colored hair and lake-blue eyes. She... It seems to be the woman of the silver lion.

"Hehehe~ Your name is Coco Lori, right? Come to my tent and I'll help you change into warm clothes. ”

Coco Lori was pulled by the other party and dragged directly into her tent.

The woman named Rebecca had a friendly smile and warm palms, which made Coco Lori feel a little comforted. After all, there were only two women in the huge barracks.

Rebecca first fetched a basin of hot water to help Coco Lori wash her hair. changed into a long skirt of his own cotton clothes for the other party.

While helping the other party change clothes, Rebecca found that the seemingly weak saint had several visible scars hidden on her smooth body.

I don't know how she spent so many years on the snowy mountains....

Rebecca's heart softened, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch a scar. Coco Lori was suddenly touched, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She shrunk back, causing Rebecca to laugh awkwardly.

"No... I.... I'm just a little curious about your past. She said embarrassedly.

Coco Lori wrapped her robe tightly and bowed her head with a gloomy expression.

Just when Rebecca thought that she had done something wrong and wanted to apologize, she heard the holy woman slowly speak.

"I was born in a resource-poor tribal village in the Coldland Mountains. My father was a warrior, and my mother died in childbirth while giving birth to me.

I heard from the elders of the clan that I was taken away by a snow wolf in the snowy mountains shortly after I was born. But when they found me, I was lying intact in the wolf's den, still eating wolf's milk.

Since that time, the patriarch has decided that I am the chosen one, the chosen saint who can lead the people out of their predicament. In this way, since I was sensible, I became the saint daughter of the clansmen in a daze.

From an early age, I was instilled with the goal of leading my people out of trouble and into the plains. I live like that's what I do.

At first, life in the community was still going on as usual, and not much had changed. But it wasn't until the first snow-capped mountain monster appeared ten years ago! Break away from this goal of the Daisetsuzan .... It became extremely urgent.

It was enough to deal with the cold winter and the lack of food, but now we have to face an even more formidable enemy... That snowy mountain monster..."

Coco Lori lowered her head as she said this, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

Rebekka sat on the edge of the bed with her, reaching out and wrapping her hand around the other's shoulders, trying to get the latter to lean on her shoulder.

She stroked the other's gray hair and whispered comfortingly, "It's all over, and you and your people will have their own homes in the Mistlands." Sigurt will help you, and he won't break his word. And you can choose to trust me.

Hehe~~ This topic seems to be a bit heavy, so let me talk about my childhood~! I'm telling you, I grew up with my aunt, and my aunt was a master brewer! You'd never think that I grew up in a wine cellar!

I've learned to make sake since I was sensible, and I've basically learned all of my aunt's craft~~~ I'm waiting to inherit her brewery~! When I go back to Silver Lion City, I can let you taste the mead I brewed~~ That kind of wine is heated on the stove in winter, and it is fragrant and sweet to drink, and it will warm up all over the body!

Do you know? When I was in the cellar before, I even sold my mead at a high price under the name of my aunt without being discovered! Haha~~~ I've been proud of this for a long time~! And I've been very similar to boys since I was a child, very naughty, and my aunt beat my palms and my ass a lot.

But I know she feels sorry for me. Every time I was beaten up, I would find her alone in the kitchen wiping her tears. Maybe she's repenting? But I never blamed her, after all, if there was a naughty child like me who asked me to discipline her, I would definitely beat her harder than my aunt! Hahaha~~~~"

Coco Lori looked at the happy laughing Rebecca in front of her, and suddenly became a little envious of the other party.

Because from the story that the other party just said, she heard at least three important points. First, she seems to have no parents and just grew up with her aunt. Second, she has no close clansmen, and she can only be accompanied by wine since she was a child. Third, she seemed to have no one to care about her except her aunt. Oh, maybe one more man now....

I wonder how a woman who grew up in this environment can be so optimistic and confident?

Coco Lori was envious and curious, but gradually she was taken into another completely unfamiliar world by Rebecca.

Rebecca, who has an outgoing personality, soon becomes a very cute Lori into a close friend who talks about everything.

The two of them got into the bed at night, talking about their childhood experiences and interesting stories.

At night, there would be a silver bell-like laugh in the barracks, and of course ten times out of ten of these laughters came from Rebecca, but Lori smiled even when she smiled.

Sigurt sat in his tent, listening to the laughter of the two women in the tent next door, and his face unconsciously showed a look of relief.

He thought to himself that it was good that Rebecca could make this snowy mountain saint let her guard down so quickly. It seems that he only needs to start preparing for the aftermath of the co-optation of these tens of thousands of barbarians.