Elleria gasped in the cold wind, wrapping her turban in a circle and covering her mouth and nose tightly, but still unable to stop the cold wind from the Northlands from pouring into her nostrils. The icy air made her mouth, nose and throat feel extremely uncomfortable, painful, like a knife, tearing back and forth inside her.

Norsca ...... Is that what the Northern Continent is like?" Aryria asked herself. Winter, not unexperienced by her, previously in the Etholoren Forest, there were also winters. However, the coldest season in the forest is nothing compared to the current continent. Here, it is winter almost all year round, and the wind and snow are as frequent as the fog in the forest, appearing every three to five days.

Aryria couldn't imagine how humans could survive in such an environment, or, as the legend goes, the Norscans weren't humans, they were monsters tainted by chaos? The continent is surrounded by wind and snow all year round, and only the roar of wild beasts echoes in the sky. It makes people feel uneasy in the dark of night.

At first, they landed on the southern coast, where there is a magnificent coastline and a breathtaking seascape. The climate is also barely acceptable. However, as they moved further inland, the cold weather began to make them feel tired and frightened. After a few weeks of walking, there was still no end in sight to the continent. It seems endless, and the north ...... The place where the Chaos Demon first invaded seemed to be far away. Is there still land in the north of the north? This trip, it should be said that this adventure, has been the furthest in her life experience. In her hundred-year hunting career, she had only been as far as Kislev, which she had thought was the city of ice, the coldest place in the world, until she came to Nosca......

A chill invaded her nose through the gap between her mask and headscarf, causing Aryria to feel extreme pain. Is this what it tastes like to be sick? Without the wound of a sword, I still feel the pain of tearing flesh. For a moment, she recalled the warmth of her home, of the wooden fort in the forest. However, the brief warm memories were once again extinguished by themselves. Aryria told herself that if the source of chaos could not be found, peace would not last long, and sooner or later the forest would be polluted little by little, until it was destroyed. Every time Mogul invades, the forests suffer a devastating catastrophe and pollution, some of which has not been eliminated after a hundred years. When will such a day come to an end? Only by finding the source of chaos can we put an end to this.

"Madame, are you sick?"

The concern of one of the guards interrupted Aryria's musings. She looked up, and it was Varrick, the captain of the guard. Along the way, the dark-skinned soldier captain was shouting at her and caring for her. However, Aryria had already read everything from his eyes. Men, males among humans, are mostly lustful. It was true that the captain of the guard had followed him out of allegiance to the Empire, but Aryria had noticed that every time the guard sent in for concern, his eyes stayed on the places he shouldn't have looked......

Elleria has been to Fort Marien, the most prosperous port city in the Empire. The erosion and corruption there made her deeply aware of the evil of human beings. Had it not been for the forces of order still reigning, the empire would have been reduced to a hotbed of chaos and pollution.

"How many times have I told you! Don't call me Madame!"

Aryria asked dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, yes...... Lady ......"

Guard Varik nodded no.

"Lady Aryria, may I ask you, are you feeling unwell?"

The guards continued to care, and although the elves wrapped themselves tightly in leather armor, cotton, fine velvet shirts, underwear, etc., the slender and elegant figure could not be concealed. Once, those men who wanted to secretly rub oil were cut off by her. Let's go slightly

"No, I'm in good health. You'd better get back to your place and help me guard the camp. Tomorrow, we have to continue on our way. ”

Aryria glared at the captain of the guard, telling him to stay away from him, and it was not his turn to care.

"Yes, ma'am......"

The guard took two steps forward, then turned back and asked—

"But we may not have enough food to keep us going, ma'am......"

"Then go hunting, there are wild beasts roaring under the stars every day, don't tell me, you can't even deal with a few beasts. ”

Aryria coldly dropped her contemptuous words. Food has never been a problem for Wood Elves, who have unrivalled hunting skills and can find food wherever creatures are around. However, this is the Northsca...... The earth was scarcely grassy, and the beasts were not ordinary animals of the South, which were only a little larger than humans. woolly rhinoceros, saber-toothed tigers, mammoths...... Each beast requires dozens of people to hunt together to capture ...... And those tall mammoths sometimes even require the entire tribe to go out and take great risks to hunt them. Aryria didn't know, she had only heard about it, but she hadn't seen it. And she herself, it's not that she doesn't want to hunt, but her body...... Not really. The cold robbed her of her health, and as the captain of the guard could tell, the female elf was weak, and in the forests of the southern part of the empire, she was a wanderer who singled out the minotaur giant, but, in the northern wastelands, she was not much stronger than an ordinary human officer.

If it weren't for Emperor Louis Bird's order, these soldiers would not have been willing to follow such a mad elf north to Norscar, the territory of the barbarians......

However, even though the elf was so weak, no one present had any idea of killing her, or betraying her. Because, assisting the female elf to go north is a direct order of the emperor...... They are not mercenaries...... He was a direct guard under the Emperor. The silver horn was a symbol of authority, and the Emperor Louibold handed the horn to the female elf, and everyone could see it clearly. Choose...... If there is a choice......

"Ma'am......" Guard Varik muttered, "the herd is nowhere to be found, they seem to be not far away, but they are elusive. Every time we approached them, they suddenly vanished, and when we gave up tracking, they reappeared. I doubt it's any ordinary herd......"

Allyria shook her hand and motioned for the guards to return to their posts. She was really tired, cold and weak, she raised her slender hand and touched the tip of her nose, it was as cold as ice.

Isn't it time to go back, and be more prepared?

Aryria asked herself inwardly.