It was not a long journey, but they walked very slowly through the woods, and the twilight was fading, and the night in the north came very quickly, and the cloudless sky soon turned to a bruised deep purple, and the stars and the moon began to appear, although the light was less than one-ten-thousandth that of the sun, but because the snow reflected the light, the view was barely good.

"That's the front. Will whispered to Egger, a hint of nervousness in his words.

"Be careful, run straight when you encounter something. Egger took a deep breath, and he knew what he was about to face more than Will's fear of the unknown in the darkness - he realized physically and mentally that he would have to start adjusting in the face of human predators.

A wolf howl came from the depths of the woods.

Will stopped and dismounted beside an old iron tree overgrown with nodules, and Iger did so, the cold wind howling through the woods, and the traverser clearly felt the temperature getting lower, as to whether it was a delusion caused by psychological reasons, or if the strange ghost brought the cold, he was not sure.

If the plot happened as usual, the group should already be surrounded by enemies at this moment.

"Something isn't quite right here. Gary muttered.

"Really?" the young knight smiled contemptuously at him.

"Don't you feel?" Gary asked, "listen carefully to the voices in the shadows. ”

"The wind, the rustling of leaves, and the howling of wolves. Gary, what scared you out?" Royce gracefully rolled and dismounted, leading the horse to a low-hanging branch far from the other three, and drew his sword. "If you're scared, watch the horses for us right here. Egger and Will, go see the dead with me. ”

Gary frowned and endured the humiliation, and took out the tool bag: "I'll make a fire." ”

"Old man, there's a limit to stupidity. If there are enemies in this forest, shall we make a fire and draw them here?"

"Some things are only afraid of fire," Gary said, holding the flint, "like bears, wolfwolves, and ...... And a lot of stuff. ”

"If I can't say it, I can't say it. ”

......

Egg frowned and watched the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if they spoke quietly, was it possible that the strangers wouldn't be able to find them and leave directly with their newly adopted little brother?

But he had no qualifications or way to shut up these guys, opened his mouth to speak, and finally suppressed the urge to speak, only clenched the dagger in his hand and quietly hid it in his sleeve.

Gary glared at the young knight for a moment, then bowed his head and accepted the arrangement. Royce nodded in satisfaction and looked at Will and Egger, "Let's go." ”

Will strode forward in small steps, leading Iger through the thick trees and up the gentle slopes, both of them carefully and gently, trying not to make any noise...... But the knight at the end had no intention of being equally "sneaky", and he strode behind them with his head held high, his body rubbing against the blades, the rings colliding with the metal, and the branches branching to tripped his sword or hooked the luxurious cloak he wore from time to time, and cursed for it.

The slightest sound from Royce made the hearts of the travelers who walked in front of them twitch. This damn fool, Egg scolded inwardly. They were not allowed to speak when there was no circumstance, and now it was time to be quiet and make a constant noise, which was hopeless. He imagined turning around and pointing his sword at the kid to order him to be quiet, but he knew that that would not only make more noise, but even make the situation completely out of control if he was not as skilled as a human being.

You can only take one step at a time.

He really "walked one step at a time", and the short 100-meter stretch of the road felt as if Egger had walked for a year, and finally, he followed Will up the small dirt slope covered with snow.

Maintaining a high level of tension, Egg distinctly heard the sound of cold air coming from Will beside him.

Under the dirt slope in front of me, the bright moonlight sprinkled on the clearing, reflecting the remnants of the savage camp, the embers of the campfire still emitting a trace of white smoke, snow-covered rocks, half-frozen streams, nothing unusual...... Except for the one place where Will said that the wild man was nowhere to be seen.

"God forbid!" Behind him, Sir Weimar Royce swung his sword and cut off a branch that stood in front of his face, and also went up to the top of the slope, standing beside two night watchman minions, sword in hand, cloak crackling, the light of the stars and moon clearly outlining his noble figure.

"Damn, get down!" Will pulled Iger and pulled the traverser to crouch down, "Something is wrong." ”

Royce didn't move, he looked down at the empty flat ground below and smiled, "Will, it seems that the dead people you said have shifted positions." ”

Will quieted down, his chest heaving, and he shuddered as he surveyed the empty camp. Iger felt a chill creeping in his shirt from all directions, his right hand gripping the steel sword tighter, while his left hand gripped the obsidian dagger in his cuff, his eyes wide as he tried to find the slightest trace of the stranger...... In the TV series, strange ghosts inexplicably appeared from behind Royce's kid, and he has long forgotten the description of the appearance of that thing in the original book, this time, where will these ghosts come from?

"Will, get up. Sir Weimar commanded, "There is no one here, what kind of system is it to hide!"

Suspicious, Will looked nervously at Egger and reluctantly stood up.

"I don't want to go home on my first patrol, I have to find these guys. Royce looked around: "Climb up the tree and take a look, move quickly, and pay attention to any fires nearby." ”

As the final moment came, Iger controlled his breath and whispered in Will's ear: "Beware of the dead." ”

"What?"

"What are you talking about, hurry up!"

Will was nervous by Egger's inexplicable words, glanced at him, and cowered as he turned to carry out the chief's orders. The wind suddenly became stronger, and the poacher walked under the tall and straight blue-gray sentinel tree, drew his dagger, gritted it with his teeth, and began to climb up. As the trunks shook and a small amount of snow fell, they soon disappeared among the trees, leaving only Weimar and Egger standing in the empty ruins of the camp.

The traverser's nerves were tense to the limit, and he finally understood why people could describe listening carefully with their ears pricked up, and if he could control the muscles around his ears, he would definitely erect this organ to the extreme.

To his joy and horror, he heard an unusual noise almost instantly.

Something walked among the nearby trees, the slight sound of stomping on snow and fallen leaves, filtered by the thin layer of loose snow on the ground, only faintly heard, and Egg couldn't even tell if it was his delusion.

He looked left and right, sword raised in a defensive gesture.

"What's wrong with you today. Sir Royce frowned, "I have a bit of an impression of you, you're a little different from the gang of robbers and rapists, but ......"

"Don't talk!" The temperature began to plummet, and the strong sense of crisis made the traverser no longer care about the difference in their identities, and he did not hesitate to interrupt Weimar's words: "Listen!"

"Listen to what...... It's just ......" Weima raised his eyebrows, and was about to make a mocking remark as usual, but his face changed: "Who is there?" After a long period of disbelief, he finally noticed that something was wrong: "Will, do you see anything?"

The poachers in the trees didn't reply, not knowing if it was because of the cold, fear, or because they had a dagger in their mouths.

The place where the savages camped was in a hollow in the woods, surrounded on three sides by dirt slopes, which kept out the wind and also affected their vision, and although the two men under the trees were aware of the chill and the slight sound not far away, they could see nothing in the dim moonlight...... Weimar also raised the sword in his hand, unlike the standard steel sword of the Night's Watch, this weapon he had brought from his home, and it was better textured and shaped than the one in Egger's hand, shining in the moonlight.

The leaves rustled, the cold stream murmured, and the cries of snow owls could be heard in the distance. The fear of the strange noise didn't torment them for long—for the owner who had made them quickly stepped out, and the strange spirit emerged from behind a dirt slope and came around a tree to them.

Keeping on high alert, Iger spotted it at the first moment - the first white figure entered the traverser's field of vision, it was very tall, haggard and resolute like dry bones, and its complexion was as pale as **. Its armor seems to change color as it moves, sometimes as white as fresh snow, sometimes as black as a shadow, and here and there are dots dotted with the esoteric gray-green of the forest. With each step, the pattern on it changes like the sparkling moonlight on the water.

Weimar Royce followed Egger's gaze and soon saw a figure suddenly emerging from the darkness, he took a breath of cold air and quickly raised his sword to aim at the comer: "What person, don't come!"

With a warning, but there was no more arrogance and nonchalance in his tone to give orders to Egger and the other two minions, and the young nobleman flipped the long mink coat behind his back to make room for movement, and with his sword in both hands, Egger saw that his hands were shaking.

The wind had stopped, the chill was chilling, and the traverser's own hands were shaking—not pure fear, but also the intent to fight that filled his body, and the proliferation of adrenaline made his blood boil, and the strange spirit quietly and slowly walked towards the two night watchmen, holding a translucent crystal sword in his hand, like a very thin piece of crushed ice. Iger knew that while Valyrian Steel and the Dragoncrystal Dagger could kill the Wraiths, only the former could go toe-to-toe with their weapons, and that kind of magical metal, which had long been out of print, was really not capable of getting even a dagger.

The dragon crystal dagger is actually a piece of glass, it is too fragile, and it is likely that he will only have one chance to make a move - if he does not succeed, he will become a beneficiary. Two-on-one, as long as this guy Weimar can hold this guy for a moment, he can ......

"Since you don't stand," Weimar bravely stepped forward, raising his sword over his head, regaining some composure and resuming a provocative tone. "Let's have a fight!"

Egger took a deep breath and clenched his sword in one hand and dagger in the other, keeping up with the Rangers' squad leader. But the moment he took the first step, his violently beating heart stopped violently because of surprise, and an accident that caught him off guard appeared.

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