"We have to get out of the outcast village, Lisandro is sending people everywhere to look for us, presumably trying to get me back, it seems that I am quite important in the eyes of that woman."

Behind the small hidden snow mound, Lyist gave a brief account of what he had found to Soraka, who was crouching on the ground.

"In addition to the necessary patrol guards, I also found a lot of frost guard clan warriors hidden in the trees and snow, obviously the mages of the frost guard clan have passed the news everywhere, and the warriors of the frost guard clan already know our appearance, so even if there is a frost guard pass stolen by Zuo Yin, there is no way to easily leave the frost guard clan's sphere of influence, we must change the original plan of action."

Rubbing her hands, Soraka took two hot breaths into her stiff palms, her eyes sparkling, and she seemed to be a little fond of adventure.

"So what do we do?"

A northeast-southwest wavy line was drawn on the snow, and a dot was dotted on the right side of the line, and a dot was dotted on the left side of the line, which looked like a ÷.

"The western and southern side of the Frostfall Mountains is the territory of the Avarosa Clan, and we will directly climb over the Frostfall Mountains to bypass the outposts and gathering places of the Frostguard Clan."

Looking up at the cliff not far away, this cliff is the cold mountain range that separates the interior of Freljord from the sea of ice, as the largest mountain range in Freljord, no one except for pilgrims and ascetics who desperately want to be buried in ice wants to die in vain.

There are four major dangers in the ice fields of Freljord, the Thunder Bear's believers, the Savage Bear-Man tribe, the wild Beamon Behemoth, the invulnerable Frost Giants who are immune to frost magic, and the legendary Yeti, all of which are enough to bury the bones of mortals, even the ferocious bandits.

And the Coldfall Mountains contain the above four possible dangers, in addition to the troublesome carnivorous hunters such as the iron-backed frost wolf and the frost spider, which makes Soraka a little doubtful that Lyster's decision is correct, you know, although he has the ability to recover, but the current Lyster is only the strength level of ordinary mortals, and he only has a Demacian long sword and a simple repaired iron spear in his hand.

"Is it really safer for us to go straight over the mountains than to take a detour? I've heard for a long time that there are a lot of terrible things in the Frostfall Mountains, maybe we should move further north to bypass the outcast's village and go down the Frozen Sea? ”

Seeing that Soraka was still rubbing his hands and breathing, Lyster stretched out his fur cloak and put it in with the woman's cold and soft little hands.

His heart was suddenly frozen, and Lyster shivered, his teeth chattering.

"Shhh...... Is it a little better? ”

"Well, very, very warm."

The red-faced Soraka nodded, the man's warm chest made her a little shy, speaking of which, the man in front of him always does something that makes people shy in a serious way, and it seems that he really takes care of himself as a baby who doesn't know anything, Soraka is not without suspicion that the man is deliberately playing with his feelings, but the emotional feedback of the astral spell is that the man does not have any evil desires for himself, only pure care and love, which is why she did not refuse.

She didn't hate this pure kindness.

"Actually, I've considered the risks of this as well, but I've heard that there is an ancient ruin on the nearby Hanluo Mountains that can be climbed over the Hanluo Mountains, maybe we can try to find information about the ancient ruins in the nearby villages, it's better to have a clear path than to act aimlessly, if it's too dangerous, we'll choose to take a detour."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

……

At the foot of the eastern foothills of the Hanluo Mountains, a small village of just over a hundred people has taken root in this icy land, and the villagers live by grazing and hunting, and are protected by the Frost Guard clan on weekdays.

At sunset, two unknown guests came to the village, and at the call of the village chief, twelve young warriors armed with hunting spears and short bows gathered at the entrance of the village, and stopped the two Gentiles with weapons and vigilance.

"Who are you! What are you doing in our village! ”

The young warrior was signaled by the village chief to question the two men unceremoniously, and any carelessness in the ice fields of Freljord would lead to fatal disasters, including unknown visitors.

Lowering his hood, Lyist stood in front of Soraka and replied in fluent Freeldro German.

"We are from the Dalmo Plains, we are not hostile to you, and while we are buying some food, we will also ask for news by the way, if the news is valuable, we will not treat you badly."

With a wave of his hand at the young warrior, the strongest village chief stepped forward.

"Gentiles, what can you give us?"

"You're not far from Enks, I think you should need these things, and this money can be exchanged for a lot of good things in Enkstown."

Tossing the heavy bag into the air, Lyist smiled.

"Of course, in order to avoid unpleasant incidents, our trade takes place at the entrance of the village, so that my fellow mages can also have a relatively safe environment, what do you think?"

Suppressing the greed in his heart, after observing the two people at the entrance of the village again, the village chief said in a deep voice.

"Young man, what do you want?"

"Some food that is easy to store, and news about the ruins above the Coldfall Mountains."

Frowning, the village chief recruited someone.

"Call Nugeta here, the village has raised him for so long, it's time to contribute something to the village, I hope what he said is true."

……

By the time they left the village, the two had turned into three, and the old man named 'Nugeta' Freljord had joined the group, and the team was heading for the Hanluo Mountains.

In Lyster's opinion, the old Freljord guide was a little crazy.

"Old man, you said you know about the ruins, have you really been there?"

Nugeta was dressed in a stinking animal skin robe, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest in the treetops, and the old man had only one hand, and he was now raising it in a serious manner.

"I can hear the call of the snowmen, they are waiting for us, to return to silence...... Can't say anything until you arrive......"

Hearing Nugeta's words, the corners of Lyist's mouth curled a little more.

"Lyist, this old man may be really crazy, he is not pretending, which also means that his words are very credible."

"Soraka, if a kind-hearted, simple-minded little boy can pass through the ruins, do you think we can pass through the ruins?"

Soraka froze, then nodded.

"Then no problem, you should be a prophet like me, just like you, a prophet who knows everything, but can't do anything."