“...... At that time, they were traveling. ”

Ivan looked ahead, and the little wolf looked at him with relish as he walked back, never taking his eyes off him.

This situation is so embarrassing, why does he have to tell the little wolf a story?, Ivan couldn't help but sigh in frustration.

"And then?"

As soon as he stopped talking, the little wolf immediately asked

"It seems to be...... They found a cave. Ivan lowered his head and thought carefully for a moment. I don't remember exactly, Ivan spent a long time trying to escape from the past, and now thinking back to the story Wendy told felt like an ethereal dream.

"There are dragon bones in the cave, and that's where they met monsters. After ......"

"You're saying they found the dragon's lair?" the little wolf's eyes lit up, "Mm-hmm, I've heard that there's a dragon's den on this mountain, and then what?"

"Went to a castle...... I don't remember either. Ivan looked at her with some apprehension. Wendy doesn't tell the story of Lightgill's origins, she just tells the story of a kind old Nome craftsman who helped them. Ivan vaguely remembered Wendy's remark that the owner of the castle was very wary and had been reluctant to let them into the city, and that the old craftsman had taken them in.

In fact, Lockevon didn't want to bring humans into the Iron Castle at all!

Lockevon walked towards the gates of the Iron Castle, and the woman jerked her head back, a very obvious look of anxiety on her face.

She was young, and under her travel cloak was a simple, neat withered grass hunting suit.

Lockvon was stunned, he noticed that the human woman's hands and body were all stained with blood! This is a hunter, right? What are you doing here?

Lockevon passed by her suspiciously. The Iron Keep is not a place to trade with humans, and it stands to reason that humans should not come...... Soon, he noticed that there was another man sitting under the castle, a man, his cloak tightly wrapped, his head drooping, and more blood stains on his body. Hearing the sound of Lockevon stepping on the snow, the man looked up, his face haggard.

"Excuse me, are you from this castle?" the woman suddenly showed a surprised expression. Lockeonde gasped, looking wary.

Where are the guards of the Iron Castle?" Lockvon was a little flustered, he furrowed his brow, avoided the strange human, and shouted at the oak door.

"Open the door, I'm a craftsman from Selfendi Castle, and I'm here to buy your things!"

The door crept open, and the two Nome guards who were guarding the door glared at him with a more apprehensive gaze. The human woman quickly ran to the side, picked up the man, and hurried to catch up with Lockevonde.

Lockevonde's eyes widened suddenly.

"What are you doing?" he asked, his tone sharpened with horror.

"Thank you. As soon as the human woman came up, she thanked him first. She had a feminine face, but she was armed, and Lockond didn't want to get in trouble.

"My partner is injured, please let us stay in the castle for the time being, thank you, we won't trouble you. ”

The guards of the Iron Castle immediately cast a complaining glance at Lockond, and dared to wonder if they thought the two humans had anything to do with Lockond, and a Norm wearing a brass helmet stepped back to the side, motioning for them to hurry up and enter the city.

Lockevon glared at the two guards, his breath in his throat almost didn't squirt, and he was just about to say something to drive the two humans away, when the human woman looked at him sincerely.

"We just need a place to live. She held the human man in both hands, looking struggling, "Please, my weapon...... Please keep it for the time being. ”

She couldn't spare her hands to draw her weapon. Noam, who was on guard, stared at her suspiciously, but did not move to remove the crossbow and one-handed sword from her waist.

Lockevon didn't want to get close to a human being who smelled of blood all over his body. He dodged a few steps away, following closely beside the guards.

The Iron Fort is a small castle with no courtyard, only a hall and a few houses, and is a temporary residence for the Pathfinders. Lockevon followed the guard into the fireplace hall, where there were four tables and chairs made of logs, and the chairs were covered with bearskins.

The human woman followed the man as an outsider, helped the man to sit down, and slowly removed the weapon and placed it on the table next to her. A common wooden crossbow, a small knife that hunters often carry with them, and a one-handed sword.

Lockevon had been staring at them with concern, not paying much attention to the weapons. I'll tell them the truth when I see the Pathfinders later. Whether or not to save the injured humans is a matter for the Iron Castle, and it has nothing to do with him.

"How are you feeling now? It's warm in here, or I'll get you some hot water." The woman whispered to the wounded man. While Lockevon was still looking at them, the woman suddenly turned around.

"Mr. Lockevonde!"

Lockevon was startled and kicked the woman hard, "What?"

"Can you give us some hot water?" she said in a soft, gentle tone, and Lockonde jumped back, his fingers subconsciously grasping the hammer hanging from his belt.

Lockevon would carry a hammer with him when he went out, and he was always a loner and could not do without the ability to protect himself.

"I'm not from the Iron Castle!" Lockephonde burst into a rage. If this was his workshop, he might have smashed it with a hammer, but the Iron Castle wasn't his territory after all. As he spoke, two pathfinders in coarse cloth coats yawned and walked across the hall.

"You're here early, craftsman. Said a pathfinder wearing a gray sè hat. Seeing that there were still humans in the hall, he was visibly stunned, "Are they your customers?"

"I don't know them. Lockevon said angrily. He rushed to the Pathfinder eagerly, and asked questions before he could find a comfortable seat for them to sit down.

"Are you the ones who found the dragon's lair?"

"Well, yes. The Grey Hat Pathfinder's tone seemed a little regretful for some reason.

At that time, Lockevon had not even noticed the Pathfinder's expression, and the thought of being able to buy rare materials made him forget about the two human beings.

"I'm going to see what good things you find!"

"Ah, that's it."

Another pathfinder in a black sè hat dragged a long tune.

"I'm sorry, but it's sold out a long time ago. ”

The Pathfinder in the Grey Hat seemed to gloat a little, "Yesterday several craftsmen came to Castle Selfendi and bought all the things we found. After a pause, the pathfinder added, as if trying to provoke Lockond.

"There are a lot of good things, all of which have been bought. Those glittering weapons, ornaments, I dare say they must be our ancestors......"

"Yesterday, no way! I only got the news last night!"

Lockevon burst into a rage, his scream of shock instantly overshadowing the Pathfinder's voice.

"Then we don't know. The pathfinder in the black sè hat spread his hands innocently and simply stood up, "Craftsman, is there anything else you can do?"

Lockevon was stunned. He was at first at a loss, his fingers cold, and then, boiling anger filled his chest.

Those people deliberately hid it from him!

The other craftsmen of Selfendiburg were jealous of his talent and wanted to defeat him by such a vile and shameless method, but Lockond gritted his teeth and turned his head back, not even saying a word of farewell, and hurried back.

"Bring your customers back!" the Pathfinder called out.

"What's my business!"

Lockephonder angrily turned his gaze to the two humans, "They don't look like good people!

"Please don't do that, Monsieur Lockonde!"

As soon as she heard Lockevonde's words, the human woman hurriedly ran over, "We are just ordinary travelers, we will not cause you trouble!"

"Forget Wendy, I'll be able to walk in a while. ”

At this time, the human man spoke, and he looked so weak that he was able to stand up from his chair with his arms propped up. He still hung his head unhappily, and his voice was a little slurred.

"Sorry to bother you. ”

After taking a few steps, the man's feet went limp, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Did he lose a lot of blood? Or did he have a fever? Lockevon looked at them with great impatience. Two pathfinders whispered to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Hey, human, is it a magic crystal on that sword?"

Lockevon then turned his gaze to the weapon that the human woman had removed. At first glance, he thought that the hilt of the one-handed sword was just an ordinary gem inlaid with it, but when he squinted his eyes and took a closer look, it really looked like a magic crystal processed by a human, called "magic crystal", which he had seen.

"You're magicians?"

Lockond's heart was cold, and he pulled out the hammer he had with him. He doesn't like humans, and although he has dealt with human merchants, he doesn't have a good opinion of humans who deal with magic crystals. The production of magic crystals in the Aurora Mountains is not high, but even so, in just a few decades, there are often humans who disturb them because of magic crystals.

"May I explain?" the human woman stopped in front of Lockond, as if she was afraid that Lockond would smash her companion with a hammer, "I'm Wendy Kran, the monster hunter, and this is my companion John Yafel, the general magician of the Wizarding Alliance. ”

"Wizard Alliance?" Lockond's eyes were about to pop out. A human woman named Wendy Koran hurriedly explained.

"I asked him to accompany me on this expedition, and it has nothing to do with the Wizard Alliance! Believe us, we're just ordinary travelers! Look, his magic weapon is also broken, and we can't bring danger to the Nome clan!"

The black-hatted pathfinder walked over to the table where the weapons were kept, and drew the one-handed sword. The one-handed sword broke, as if it had been bitten by some creature with sharp teeth.

"The Aurora Mountains are not a place for you humans to visit, and the castles of the Nome are not your hotels. He said coldly, throwing back the one-handed sword with the magic crystal.

"I know all this!" said Wendy's face with a sobbing expression. Suddenly, she took a deep breath.

"Shall I stay in the castle and work?" she said, "I will do a lot of things, please save my companions!"

The two pathfinders raised their eyebrows in surprise.

"But we don't want to take humans in for work!"

"I can do coolies! I can do expeditions! I'm a monster hunter, I can deal with monsters for you!" the human woman's insistence made Lockonde feel annoyed. It doesn't matter, let the pathfinders decide for themselves, he still has to rush back to Selfendi Castle to file a complaint!

"Besides, I know where there is a dragon's lair!"