The forest is getting chilly, and when you wake up in the morning, the ground begins to glow.

Click.

Stepping on the ice crystals on the dead leaves, Bruno's voice was a little muffled: "The frost has fallen." ”

Ronald nodded, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a cliff in the distance: "That good place you said is under the cliff over there?"

"yes, that's it, and I think we're almost going to part ways. ”

The fresh mist of the early morning quietly surrounded them, and the two of them invariably chose to be silent.

After a while, Ronald frowned slightly and spoke first: "Hmm." ”

Bruno then shrugged his shoulders: "Luo, remember what I told you?"

Ronald's expression was serious, and he nodded vigorously to show that he had memorized it.

Bruno took off his felt hat and said goodbye: "Then so be it, you go there to train, and I will go to Fort Orleans to find my friend." By the way, I'll help you find out who led the team to slaughter Gehado Village that day. With that, he put on his felt hat and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Ronald suddenly stopped him.

There was some confusion in Bruno's eyes: "What's the matter, Luo?"

"Where am I going to find you when I go back?"

The blonde was stunned for a moment, and then quickly laughed: "Look at me, I even forgot this! Oh oh, oh, when you go back to Fort Orleans, go to the Red Maple Avenue and find a shop called 'Rheinham', and when you go in, tell the clerk that you are looking for me, that's it." ”

He nodded, "I remember, be careful, don't be discovered by the eyes and ears of the church." ”

"Haha! I'll take notice. The blonde took off his hat and bowed again: "Goodbye!"

Looking at the figure of him striding away with the wooden box, Ronald just waved his hand wordlessly. Standing quietly in place for a moment, he put away his nostalgic gaze and walked resolutely towards the cliff in the distance.

It was already late autumn, but winter in the forest seemed to come earlier, and the cold wind blew from time to time, and a swamp on the side of the road also condensed thin ice crystals. The dead grass next to it was covered with a layer of white frost.

Poof.

Ronald followed the sound and looked over and saw that it was a flapping its wings and intending to land on it.

Click.

A crack appeared in the ice crystals, and the quickly flew high.

After standing quietly for a moment, Ronald suddenly walked quickly to the swamp and stretched out his hand to condense his magic. The air began to glow with a chill, and a trace of white mist also emerged above the swamp.

Seeing that the crack was repaired by the chill he emanated, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, turned around and continued walking towards the cliff.

The still green coniferous forest is interspersed with bare broad-leaved trees, with a few patches of dried yellow-brown hanging from them. With the whining cold wind, they struggle and shake to resist the invasion of the cold wind, and the loser has to reluctantly float down, waiting to turn into the spring mud of the next year.

Poof.

Along with the leaves, the fruit is ripe.

As the destination approached, the wind began to get stronger and stronger, and Ronald tightened his clothes and continued to walk towards the cliff.

Woooooooo

Finally came to the place Bruno said, and Ronald, who was standing at the mouth of the valley, only felt a strong wind.

This is not good, such a wind has a great impact on the battle......

However, this thought was only fleeting, and his heart was quickly occupied by the desire to become stronger, and he looked up at the gloomy sky, his eyes shining with determination.

Uncle Falar, I'll avenge you, definitely!

Clenching his fists, he resolutely walked towards the valley. The biting cold wind continued to rage in the valley, and he just silently endured the cold, raising his sword to be vigilant of the surrounding movements. What puzzled him was that he walked for half a day without finding any danger.

Only strong winds?

The next moment, sensing the abnormality, he deftly jumped back, nervously looking for the black shadow that attacked him.

Bite!

After blocking this sneak attack, he finally saw his opponent's true face--- a saber-toothed tiger with bulging fangs was lying on a rock.

This saber-toothed tiger is three meters long and one meter tall, and is covered in colorful colors. Seeing the four thick fangs above and below, Ronald had no doubt that it had the power to bite through his head in one bite. And after seeing that its sharp tiger claws were intact, Ronald became more and more careless.

One man and one tiger confronted each other coldly, and just when Ronald was about to launch an offensive first, suddenly another gust of wind struck. He rolled over in embarrassment, dodging a sneak attack from behind.

The figure of another saber-toothed tiger came into his eyes from the side.

Damn, a male and a female.

He quickly straightened up and began to mobilize the magic in his body and began to enchant the weapon. But as soon as he attached a layer of blue to his long sword, he saw the two saber-toothed tigers cross and pounce on him. His eyes were cold, and one sideways dodged the male tiger's pounce, and at the same time the long sword slashed upward.

While!

The tigress's claws, holding down his iron sword, tried to pounce on him. The yellowed, foul-smelling fangs were less than an inch from Ronald's eyes.

Ronald felt his arm ache from its weight, and he did his best to lift the iron sword upward.

The tigress took advantage of her strength with a quick leap and landed silently on a nearby rock. Without waiting for Ronald to catch his breath, the male tiger sprang over and scratched his abdomen with a raise.

Snort.

His coat was ripped to shreds.

Without bothering to check whether he was injured, Ronald immediately stabbed the weapon down. But at this time, the male tiger had already jumped behind him, not giving Ronald any chance to fight back. At the same time, the tigress's attack followed her like a shadow. Ronald dodged the tigress's attack again and followed him to the bottom of the cliff on the left.

Seeing that the prey was running, the two saber-toothed tigers intended to take him down halfway. They suddenly exerted force, one left and one right, and accelerated towards Ronald at the same time.

He sensed the danger coming from behind him, but he didn't dare to turn back, just accelerated towards the cliff without his life.

Soon!

Before the saber-toothed tiger could attack, Ronald made a big jump and jumped into the thatch at the bottom of the cliff.

Click, click, click.

The dry straw was tossed and broken all over the ground by his impact, and Ronald felt a slash in his cheek. He didn't care about any of this, and as soon as he landed, Ronald rolled several times in a row, and finally dodged the pounce behind him.

After standing firm, he quickly leaned his back against the cliff.

And the two saber-toothed tigers also noticed Ronald's intentions at this time, they glanced at each other, and began to slowly swim around Ronald, hoping to find an opportunity to raid.

Seeing those two pairs of fierce eyes, Ronald couldn't help but grunt in his throat and wiped the hot sweat from his forehead. Rubbing it on the cool spot on his cheek again, he saw a bloodshot streak on his hand.

Fortunately, it was just a tear of the clothes just now.

Putting away his thoughts, he coldly observed their movements. After a few more confrontations, Ronald saw the tigress scurrying onto the rock on his left hand side, staring at him condescendingly, while the male tiger was still slowly swimming around Ronald with a cautious pace.

It seems that she is trying to contain me head-on, and then launch a sneak attack by the tigress while I am not looking.

Ronald makes his judgment.

Just in case, while the male tiger had not yet attacked, he began to accumulate the magic power in his body, ready to stir up the ice mirror technique at any time.

A cold wind whistled by, and Ronald couldn't help but squint. The male tiger, who had been keeping an eye on him, then attacked, and like the wind, it lowered its head and accelerated towards Ronald.

Ronald was a little nervous, but his gaze was burning with a hint of heat.

Come on, come on!

As the golden wind drew closer, Ronald took a deep breath, bent his knee slightly, and rubbed his right leg back half a step.

While!

With his hands raised horizontally, he pressed his weapon under the saber-toothed tiger's claws, fending off his opponent's pounce with difficulty. Without waiting for the saber-toothed tiger to press his body completely, he gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up straight, while raising his right foot and pushing it hard against the saber-toothed tiger's abdomen. The male tiger tried to jump backwards, but was still taken away.

Roar!

The tigress roared anxiously and tried to come down and flank. But the male tiger, who had already landed, glared at the tigress and stopped the tigress's intention to rescue.

Seeing this scene, Ronald became more and more cautious in his heart.

It seems that their intelligence is not low.

Time passed quietly, and the cold wind continued to howl, but at this time, Ronald only had the two saber-toothed tigers in his eyes.

Roar!

The male tiger roared suddenly, and the female tiger walked out of Ronald's sight. Ronald just watched with his sword in his hand as they departed. He was relieved only when he couldn't see them at all.

They gave up?

This idea was quickly denied by himself. He took off the burden on his back, quickly changed into a new set of clothes, and then opened the water bladder and poured a sip of water. After doing all this, he didn't dare to move on. Finding a boulder near the cliff, he walked briskly over it, intending to rest under it today. The wind prevented him from making a fire, so he had to take out the bread and meat from his baggage and nibble on it.

It was getting dark, and the wind was still raging.

Ronald sewed up the torn coat and held the sword, intending to lean against the rock. But he only narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then he tightened his grip on his sword in alarm.

Really.

A slight rustling sound drifted into his ears in the wind. The sound was so slight that if you didn't listen closely, you wouldn't notice it. Ronald still squinted and pretended to be napping, but he quietly stored up the magic in his body and changed the posture of holding the sword. With his sword in his hand, he is always ready to slash at the lurking enemy. At the same time, the magic power in his body was also mobilized, and he could activate the Ice Mirror Technique at any time.

I knew it.

Ronald's face was calm.