The wizard who was chanting the spell did not react, but under the angry gaze of the wizard apprentice, Riga immediately slowed down his movements and quietly retracted back to the place where he had just been lying. In front of the slave of the god of madness and the revered tribal wizard of the clan, he did not dare to make any rude or excessive movements.

The wizard, who was concentrating on making potions, paid no heed to the rude screams that emanated from the hunter's mouth, and with a solemn and solemn expression on his wrinkled gray cheeks, he ended the ancient spell with a precipitated rotten smell in its pronunciation.

"Divine grace endures. The sorcerer, who had finished chanting, prayed in a low voice, and used his fingers to dig out the potions mixed together in the earthy yellow crockpot. Then he slowly spread his palms with the nimble twists of his fingers, turning his back to the ground with his bulging loose skin.

The bone staff in his right hand arced around the crumpled potion as he moved, and the wizard blew a breath of hot air that quickly turned the potion into a wisp of smoke that swirled around the old warrior Thorne's nostrils.

The veteran soldier who had been treated immediately tried to straighten up his body in bed. A few green tendons quickly bulged out on his pale and wrinkled forehead, and the upper and lower rows of teeth clenched tightly, raising the cheekbones on his emaciated cheeks.

"Daddy?" Rega immediately turned red from the blood, and he jumped up excitedly to rush to the side of the bed to stop the wizard's movements, but Gal hugged his body tightly. "Riga, calm down, Uncle Thorne is being treated with a potion. ”

The cathartic power emanating from Gal's arms can even bring down an adult reindeer, but Rigga's taller body hides terrifying brute strength. Gal was immediately dragged by the hunter and slid towards the wooden bed, so that the two wizard apprentices next to him could only rush up to stop him to prevent the wizard's healing from being interrupted.

Although the two apprentices spent a lot of time each day praying or helping the wizard with his affairs, the Quid talent and the harsh environment of the ice fields still honed them like a strong bull.

The two apprentices held the hunter's arms, and Gal clung to his waist, and together they dragged Riga to the fire away from the wooden bed, no matter how terrible the hunter's howl sounded.

Daddy Thorne's expression grows more and more anguish under the potion, which makes Rigga's mood as violent as a volcano ready to erupt.

When the hunter's emotions accumulated to the top, and even recklessly used that mysterious heat current, the smoke of the potion finally fully entered Daddy Thorne's body. The old soldier immediately collapsed on the bed, coughing lightly a few times. Under the watchful eye of the wizard next to the wooden bed, he turned to his side and spat out several mouthfuls of black-purple blood at the ground.

"Thank you, servant of the god of madness. The relieved veteran warrior took a breath of air with the bitter smell of potion and said with a relaxed grin from a tired grin.

"These are all gifts from the gods. Thorne tapped the bone staff on his forehead, and the wizard smiled wearily as well. "You deserve it, Thorne. ”

Seeing that Daddy Thorne was finally able to break free from his pain, Riga immediately stopped struggling. The crimson of his eyes and skin quickly faded, and he screamed and shook the bodies of Gal and the wizard's apprentice, telling them to let go of their clenched hands.

"Alright, let's all go out and let Thorne rest. Just as Rhae, who had been freed from his bondage, was about to go and see Daddy Thorne, the wizard swung his bone staff at the old warrior's head, causing him to fall asleep immediately.

Helpless, Riga could only follow the wizard's footsteps to the outer half of the wooden house, sit in front of the fire, and look at the flickering flames. The wizard put on his cloak and left with the help of two apprentices, but to the hunter's surprise, the wizard called him out.

"Wizard, is there anything I can do for you?" followed the wizard's footsteps to the door of the wooden house, and Riga immediately asked in a polite whisper.

"Riga, you've been careful lately. The darkness that lurks has spread over the tribe. The wizard was silent for a moment before speaking solemnly. "Also, you must feel the strangeness in your body, right? If you have any doubts, you can go to the cabin on the north side to find me. ”

"How do you know ........." Riga was immediately shocked when the secret was suddenly revealed, but the wizard did not answer him. As he had led the two apprentices to turn away, the three figures in gray cloaks gradually disappeared into the shadows formed by the wooden houses.

"Rhea, the wizard is gone, why are you still standing outside?" Eventually, it was Garr's cry that brought Riga back to his senses. The hunter immediately turned around and burrowed back into the warm house.

The wizard's healing had greatly restored Daddy Thorne's body, and after sleeping two hourglasses, he sat up from his bed. With a healthy flush on his previously pale and dry skin, Daddy Thorne gulped down a bowl of stew with a smile in the expectant eyes of everyone, and then lay down comfortably on the bed to rest. Garr's father, Gus, lay on the side and chatted happily with the old friend, exposing each other's youthful embarrassments.

Seeing that Daddy Thorne had recovered his health, Riga immediately decided to pay a trip to the wizard's cabin. It's up to him to uncover the true nature of the mysterious current of heat in his body and find a way to heal the old soldier once and for all.

After somewhat absentmindedly eating a few Potante berries and a bowl of stew, Riga immediately crept out of the hut. After carefully scanning the shadows of the surrounding streets and houses, he walked lightly towards the north. Because of the wizard's mystery and eccentricity, his house was built at the northern end of the most sparsely populated camp. The surrounding area is a place for simple sacrifices or captive breeding of wild animals.

By the time the hunter arrived at the wizard's quarters, the sky had already begun to darken. The scorching sun Estel swept down from the southern sky, taking away the last shred of warmth from the ice sheet.

In the cold wind that blew even more violently, Riga approached the square house that sat across the snow like a devouring beast. Wizards live here most of the time, although there is a rudimentary temple near the well in the center of the tribe, but it is usually occupied by a wizard's apprentice.

"Knock knock. With a gentle knock on the wooden door three times, Riga stood outside the door with her cloak wrapped in her cloak and waiting. The man in the house moved quickly, but after only six or seven breaths, a wizard apprentice opened the observation hole in the door. He wears a black cloak and has a green ointment on his forehead that is said to bring them closer to the gods.

"Come in, the wizard is already waiting for you. After looking left and right to make sure that Riga was alone, the apprentice immediately opened the door and let Riga enter the room.

When the hunter saw the wizard again, the mysterious old man was sitting in a basement looking at scrolls written in animal skins. The apprentice left after opening the wooden door to the basement for him, and they were clearly restricted from entering.

"Riga? The wizard just looked up, and then he went on to bury his head in the ocean of hides. It wasn't until the hunters were a little impatient that they got down to business.

"You must be curious that there is a basement here, right?" the wizard triumphantly rolled up a piece of animal skin and put it back on the bookshelf made of ironwood. "The cold made the ground beneath our feet as hard as metal, and it took the two wizards their entire lives to build this massive space. ”

"Incredible. Rega sighed in amazement as she touched the basement walls with her hands, feeling the uneven marks that were clearly shoveled with metal tools. "Two great wizards. ”

"They are the founders and developers of our tribe, once the first and second shamans. Touching the animal skin scrolls with some emotion, the wizard then walked up to Riga and said, "This basement contains all the knowledge recorded by wizards through the ages, and there is a record of your situation. ”

Thin, claw-sharp fingers brushed across Riga's face, and the wizard opened the hunter's eyes, then watched closely. "You're already capable of going berserk!" and he anxiously walked over to a wooden shelf and retrieved a brown scroll of animal skin.

Spreading it flat on the table with both hands, the wizard pointed to an ancient line of words with his jet-black sharp nails: "Anger flows in the blood, and the light of the eyes tears the earth." They are the nightmare of their enemies and the pride of their companions. They are the most powerful warriors of the Quid tribe and the most favored devotees of the gods. They are warriors who are born to go berserk, and their sober consciousness makes them the most brutal killing machines. They have a name that is recognized by all warriors - Bosque, which also means desperate situation. ”

"Bosque?" spat out the term a little unfamiliarly, and Rigga's eyes were filled with confusion. "The enemy's desperate situation?"

"Yes. The wizard closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before speaking again, "Riga, you are the Bosque Warrior, the most gifted warrior of the Quid clan. ”

"Then why haven't I heard of this before?Hasn't the Bosque warrior been around for a long time?" Riga then asked, he certainly wouldn't be fooled by a few words from a wizard, he needed more knowledge.

As if reminiscing about the glory of the past, the wizard put down the animal skin scroll and turned around, his shoulders trembled with excitement, and a terrifying light shone from his eyes: "You should know that our relationship with humans is getting worse and worse, right? More than twenty years ago, we were able to trade a large amount of metal from the Golden Corridor and order suitable weapons from the craftsmen of the human race. But now we can only use rough smelted bronze. ”

"I do know something, isn't it the reaction of the Terrans to blockade us after they coveted our land?" asked Riga a curiously.

"Of course that's not the case. The wizard sighed, "Actually, we are the ones who took the initiative to start the war. ”