Siegel was light, and he changed out of his crimson mage robes and wore only a light gray leather coat with many sewn pockets. On the right side of the silver belt hung a space bag, spell pack, wand, and healing potions, and on the other side was a delicate longsword. The Space Bag and Key Space are loaded with some supplies, but a lot of the rest is magic-related. Special inks for making scrolls, parchment, alchemy tools, and various materials. After his first trip to the north, Siegel finally had a clear understanding of what a mage should do in his adventures, and it was no longer an abstract concept that he saw in books. When he embarked on the journey again, he made all kinds of preparations and thought of countermeasures mentally and magically.

When Siegel set out, he found that it was not Marjorie who had sent him a horse, but the giant Kerry standing happily at the gate of the city. He led two horses that were almost identical to silver-white, and were saddled and packed. The giants also donned inlaid leather armor, equipped with longbows, javelins, nets, scimitars, and ice spears.

"The Messira said that I would not be needed for this trip to the West. Kerry laughed: "She said I haven't acted recklessly for a long time, so let me help you." ”

It can be seen that the giant is happy from the bottom of his heart. If there was one animal to describe him, it would be Kerry as an unrestrained eagle in the sky, a creature in the free sky that towers over the earth, and the geese who use him as a leader will consume that passion. The Messiah saw this and used this reason to let her husband go.

Another reason is Siegel. Princess Black Wolf knew that the mage Siegel would play a very important role in the future development of the Jackdaw Tribe, and it was even more crucial to continue to deepen the hard-won bond between the two brothers. That's a reason she won't give to Kerry. Because she likes her husband to be carefree. The eagle has as little restraint on its wings as possible.

Siegel wants to understand this verse. He raised his hand high and high-fived Kerry, and said in high spirits: "What are you waiting for, there is still a grassland to cross!"

"Let you see our horses and feel the power of the gallop!" replied Kerry.

With that, the two of them mounted on white horses and set out on their way to the Black Blood Castle. As Kerry said, these are really two wonderful horses, and when they run, they are like a torrent. White manes and long tails flutter in the wind. Its four hooves are like flying, and no matter whether it is cold or soft snow, it cannot affect its speed in the slightest. As the two white horses galloped, the hot breath exhaled from their nostrils formed a trail of smoke in the air, slowly drifting in the direction behind them. Not only the speed, but also the endurance of the two horses is amazing. Even after several hours of continuous galloping, the two horses did not look tired. They quickly crossed the outer defenses of Waterdeep, leaving two long white shadows in the exclamation of the patrolling sergeant, and then they crossed the frozen river, the ice that had begun to melt and loosen only to break behind them, but could not keep up with the four hooves, and it was only when they encountered the mud pond that the two horses slowed down slightly. But then Siegel waved his wand, ordering the Qi elemental to gather around the mount. Let the two of them become lighter, so the speed increases again.

For a whole day, both horses kept moving forward, leaving everything behind them quickly. The people they met on the road, whether they were soldiers from Waterdeep City or riders from other steppe tribes, all stopped and watched the two horses. In the face of this astonishing speed, they only felt ashamed to make any movement, including a single step. The sun rose in the east, streaked across the sky, and watched as they set in the west, two thin silver lines straight across the grassland. Ignoring any obstacles, no difficult terrain, just a simple and rude defiance of the power of the earth. The Horse of the Wind, that's the name given to them by eyewitnesses.

The two rode in the afterglow of the setting sun, stopping to rest after the twilight came up. The two horses gently and obediently lowered the rider, and Siegel felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. Kerry smiled and unsaddled his horse, unpacked all his luggage, and let the two horses walk freely. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding hay was pulled out from under the snow and dragged to the ground in front of him to gather in a clump, which then spontaneously combusted without wind. Siegel pulled out what looked like charcoal from the pouch and threw it into the fire. The flame burned steadily, glowing warmly and brightly in the night.

"Alright, let's start warming up the food. Siegel said, "Brother, what would you like to eat?"

Giant Kerry, who was still carrying a black bag in his hand, was stunned for a moment when he heard Siegel's words: "That's it? Don't you need to burn horse manure?"

"It's okay, at least to lighten the weight on your side. Siegel said with a smile.

"It's so easy to be a mage. Kerry thought for a moment, can't he bring manure fuel all the way from here to the city walls, can he? He opened his pocket, and there were really pieces of dry dung cakes inside, which would burn themselves after a while on the fire. However, this kind of burning flame is not large, just a low flame, which is impossible to use for roasting, but it can burn for a long time, and it is difficult for the wind to blow it out.

The horse's fodder is the heaviest load on Kerry, and because he has to travel long distances, he carries all the saved concentrate, including oats, bran, carrots, and some apples. In the steppe tribes, it is often the case that horses are better than people, because the riders know that the horses are their life, and without mounts they cannot hunt, fight, or escape. Even with such good feed, Kerry still broke his own minced dough and crushed it and sprinkled it in the feed. "You work harder, eat more. He said.

Siegel is also prepared, and the advantages of the space bag are reflected. No matter how bumpy, the eggs in the space bag will never break, and the two horses who smelled the fragrance quickly ran back, and they actually knew how to nod to the two of them before they began to eat. Seegal was amused, and he took out another bottle of honey and poured it into the feed. At Kerry's inquiry, the mage took out the best brown ale and poured it into the two horses with a leather bag. After that, the riders began to prepare their own meals.

A demon pet of the night vigil, it is always hovering in the sky and will not let go of any animal that comes close. An early awakened snake tried to crawl over, but was killed by a flame ray from afar. The ravens did not stop to eat, but remained faithful in heaven.

They set out before dawn. After seeing the horse's steed, Siegel has been thinking about how to cast a spell to make the best use of his mount's abilities, and today is the time for experimentation. A more targeted light, airborne spell was cast, reducing weight and wind resistance, and the new day covered far more than the day before.

After three days of marching, they crossed a distance that would normally take more than a week to cross, and it was only then that the two horses showed signs of fatigue. "I need to get back to eating normally three times a day to get the two horses back to strength. He patted the horse on the neck lovingly and slowed down his ride.

A chill seeped into Siegel's neck, and he jerked his head to the north. The figure of the walled mountains is still on the horizon, but it is already faintly visible. A palpitating sensation came from the direction of the walled mountains. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and swept forward from Siegel's back, rolling up the remnants of snow on the ground, and the icy meltwater hit the mage's face before flowing down like tears. The northern sky glowed with a faint red light, a sign of bad luck. The mount neighed, then twisted its head, and the horse's mane wiped the "tears" from the mage's face.

"No, we can't stop. Siegel shook his head, his tone very firm. "You have to move forward, without stopping. ”

"What's wrong Siegel, tell me if you feel something?"

"Yes, bad things will happen. The mage replied, "There seems to be a shadow on the road ahead, faintly warning those who want to move forward. But my friend was there, and I couldn't stop. ”

But the horses didn't last that long. Kerry said, "Not even the most powerful horse. Now there is only one option. He gave a whistle to both horses to a halt, then jumped down himself and gave up the empty horse to Siegel. "There are only two such horses in the world, and I have used them all for you. When you have a change of horses, even if it's not as fast as the previous days, you can keep moving forward with constant rotation. ”

"And what are you going to do, walking on this prairie?" said Siegel, "this is the center of the battlefield, you can't retreat without horses, and either side of the battle can easily kill you." Are you willing to take such a risk for the sake of one of my hunches?"

"I am the king of the grassland, and I regard this as a test for me by the three spirits. I am the jackdaw, and I will be the one who will end up eating on top of the corpse. With that, he began to unload the supplies from the saddle, picking out what he could carry with him.

Siegel stopped him and said, "Kerry, you can do this, it's my brother for life." But you misunderstand what it means to be a mage. ”

He pulled out the spell casting materials and rubbed them in his hands, making an arc in the air, causing them to fall like starlight dust. "The so-called mage is to be able to create a path in the impossibility of others. ”

A tall black horse gradually emerges in the starlight dust, followed by a second. The two horses were identical, with a black head and body, a gray mane and tail, and a vague saddle-like shadow on their backs. But look at its hooves, and you know that this is not a real creature, because no animal has a smoky hoof that shifts between dissipation and solidification.

The Phantom Pony is a vehicle that mages trust very much, and is the best way to travel before mastering the Shadow Realm and teleporting spells, and is still used a lot even afterward. Phantom creatures are absolutely obedient, don't get tired, don't need to be fed, run without a sound, and will continue to improve with the mage's spells until they gain the ability to fly.

The two white horses looked at the two black ones curiously, sniffed the smell, and then snorted, ignoring the phantom condensed by the spell. Siegel smiled and said to the stunned Kerry, "That's enough for a transfer, come and try my horse." (To be continued......)

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Still sad......