Early the next morning, Frick was dug out of bed by Suval, and it was said that Sir Leinster had something to discuss with the two of them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before dawn, the moisture in the air condensed into an icy mist in the cold, which enveloped Lemongrass and the surrounding mountains. Frick walked slowly along the village road, led by Suval, as the icy air seeped into his trachea through his breath, stinging his lungs.

The target of the trip was the village gate of Lemonglas, and Suval told him that Sir Leinster had made an agreement with the elders of the village. It is unknown what the villagers have paid for this, but Uls Leinster has indeed begun to work to defend himself against the monsters.

It was clear that the time had not yet come for the gate to open, but the wooden door at the end of the road had opened uncharacteristically, and the sound of people still talking could be heard from the other side of the cold fog - listening to the movement of the tools waving, it was supposed that the members of the vigilante were once again mending their fragile defenses.

The gray mist drifted and froze, leaving only a vague outline of things in the distance, and the forest outside the village became even more indistinct. Observing the scene in front of him, the strange scene he dreamed about last night resurfaced in Flick's mind, and he couldn't help but stop.

"The gray bird descended on the withered tree and showed its singing voice to the fool. Black stones were thrown at the gray bird, leaving twenty-three twisted feathers. The fool picked up the feathers, but gave them to the viper, ten for blood-stained fields, thirteen for poisonous wheat and beans......"

He tried to recall the songs that the minstrel had repeated in his dream's decaying voice, and whispered them through his mouth. Surprisingly, his impression of the ballad was so clear that it was as if he had known it a long time ago, and now he had just taken it out of his memory.

If it's a spell used in a spell, you should be able to feel the unusual flow of magic, but just reciting them doesn't have any effect. The ballad I heard in my dream may not really have any special effect, at most it is just some ambiguous hint.

The "grey bird" or "the fool who gave his feathers to the serpent" may have been referred to in the ballad, but the implication was too subtle for Flick to understand. And compared to these vague dream things, the key is to deal with the immediate troubles as soon as possible.

"What's wrong with you, Sierra Leonean senior?"

Perhaps noticing Frick's unusual behavior, Suval, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and looked at him with some curiosity. Although he had deliberately lowered his voice as he recited the ballad, he was not too far away from Suval to be sure if he had heard it.

At least for now, Frick wasn't going to tell Suval what he had dreamed about last night, as he wasn't a sorcerer who studied how to touch future omens from dreams. And even if he is the kind of "prophet", few people will have a good impression of those who mumble to themselves in an ethereal tone.

So he pretended to look out at the fog and said, "Well, it's nothing, I just think it's rare." When I lived in Perm before, I had seen a thick fog occasionally, but I had never seen anything so thick - it was as if it had been solid. ”

Even Frick himself felt that the excuse was so lame that no one would believe such a hastily fabricated lie. However, if the other party is Suval, as long as he reveals the news that he does not want to talk about, then he should not break the casserole and ask the end.

And he really didn't seem to hear Frick's whispered ballads, or mistook those sentences as Frick's first time seeing the cold fog to himself. Luckily, the unnatural fog was a unique climate in the vicinity of the Gate of the North, so it wasn't surprising if he was a little surprised.

"So you've never seen a cold fog before, so it's not surprising," Suval smiled as he watched Frick observe the fog left and right, "The mountains near the Gate of the End of the North tend to have a thick cold fog in the early mornings of winter, but it usually dissipates after the sun rises. ”

With that, he made a "Please move on" gesture to Frick and continued walking on his way while introducing him to his surroundings.

As the northernmost territory of the Empire, the Gate of the End of the North is also the coldest region in the Empire, and it has already turned into a white world not long after winter. And it is also during this time that the mountains and fields in the early morning are often shrouded in icy dense fog, and even things more than ten meters away on the opposite side cannot be seen clearly.

Icy has been the main cause of winter in the northern part of the empire since ancient times, and the land of the end of the north will undoubtedly be even harsher than this place, and I am afraid that it has exceeded the limit of human patience. Although there are adventurers who choose to head to the end of the north in the winter every year, most of them don't go too far from the door so as not to disappear into the icy cold fog.

In other words, this thick cold fog is the proof of stepping into the North End - after all, in ancient legends, the Land of the End North has the nickname of "Land of Fog and Ice". The cold fog that appeared in the mountains near the Gate of the North was no more than the same weather farther north.

Frick couldn't help but think that if his father did go to the area outside the door, then he might not be able to continue his search until the beginning of spring next year. Not only because it was difficult to find a single adventurer in the vast silver land, but also because he could hardly hire enough helpers.

But since it's been so many years late, Flick is in no hurry to start acting right away. After all, it was obviously not enough to rely on those few notes sent by his father to find the traces of his movements, and he should have gathered enough information before he could start the next step of the investigation.

This encounter with Sir Leinster in Lemongrass may have been an opportunity, and with his strength, it would undoubtedly be easier to gather information about his father's activities back then. And the note sent by his father did mention that he was working for a group of sorcerers with status.

"I think you should fill this wooden wall with more dirt. ”

They continued on until they heard Sir Leanster's voice coming from the other side of the fog: "Yes, I know that this kind of wall made of straw and planks is no better than a fence, but we can't make a wall out of thin air without these basic preparations." ”

He and a few men dressed like him were directing the villagers to build a simple fence out of simple cut planks and mud mixed with straw. They work under the youth of the village vigilante, and it is clear that they do not like the job.

The wooden walls are like the medieval town defenses that you can see in a museum, and the rammed earth made of two planks is a wall. Although it was slightly better than the previous rudimentary wooden deer, it was obviously not enough to withstand the impact of large monsters.

The so-called "large monsters" in monsterology generally refer to monsters that are between three and five meters in length or height and weigh between 200 kilograms and two tons. For example, the winged lizard, which is commonly found in the forests of the Empire, is a large monster, and the adult individual may be a little smaller than the one seen before.

To put it bluntly, a monster of that size only needed to hit it with all its full strength, and the rudimentary rammed earth walls in front of it would fall apart in a matter of seconds. If Sir Leinster wasn't going to use his magic to strengthen it afterwards, it was clear that they would not be strong enough to support Lemongrass's defenses.

"Good morning, two scribes, you have come at the right time. ”

After noticing the two approaching slowly, Sir Leinster whispered a few words to his companions and then enthusiastically stepped forward and said, "As you can see, my companions and the Society are trying to strengthen the village's defenses from the basics, but the villagers here are really not cooperative. ”

According to him, his companion had felt Lemongrass the previous night, and had also spotted traces of the activities of the black monsters around the village. If it weren't for the magic they used to cover their minds during their actions, I am afraid that they would have been attacked by the enemy before entering the defense range of the village.

However, it was also because of this encounter that they also used it to verify the effectiveness of the defensive Rubik's Cube around the village. When they entered the village, the monsters tried to get close to Lemongrass more than once, but they could only move on the outskirts of the village, and they were never able to cross the range of a certain "line".

"However, I have previously stated that this Rubik's Cube, which will reach the Valley of Power tonight, will lose its ability to guard against monsters. Sir Leinster frowned and pointed out of the village, where there was a mark painted on ash stone, "Based on that place, the defense will disintegrate in its entirety. ”

That's why they had to set up physical defenses, and when the village's defenses were rendered ineffective by the arrival of the new moon, the monsters were likely to attack immediately. At that time, in addition to the outer walls of the village, something was needed that would be able to stop them.

Their plan was to organize the youth of the police regiment to build a low wall of planks around Lemongrass in a limited amount of time, and then pour water on it to freeze it to form a simple solid wall. After that, the wizards of the Raven Society would use spells to fuse ice and mud and become harder than stone.

But the most troublesome thing now is that the young people in the village are very dissatisfied with the command of these foreigners, and it is difficult to get their approval even if they reveal their identities as nobles and magicians. In fact, he also found that some young people still maintain an attitude of rejection towards them.

The trouble was that the few who rejected them were so prominent in the vigilante that almost all the young men in Lemongrass were reluctant to take their command. If it weren't for the fact that they had gained the name of protecting the village through negotiations with the village elders, they would have been driven out of Lemongrass.