Day and night, it took Chris eight days to get to the other side of the dwarven realm.

He paid the cost of thirty silver coins to make the owner of a tavern swear by faith that he would take good care of his steed within a month. He bought a small bag of salt, a large sac full of rye wine, and went out of the dwarven realm.

Yes, he plans to come back in a month.

The place close to the dwarven realm has already been trodden by many adventurers, and there will be no rare beasts waiting for him to hunt.

If he wanted to earn enough gold as soon as possible, he had to go farther, and not reach the edge of the Terrible Ze to find valuable prey.

It's a journey that takes seven days or more, and it's not inhabited.

But Chris, who walked alone in the empty mountains, felt that everything was very kind.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, and the clouds come to the mountains better, and the clouds go to the mountains are picturesque; The big trees are towering into the sky, lush and green, and the grass under the trees is green. The trail winds its way from the foot of the mountain, lined with grass, wildflowers, rocks and trees. The insects that can't be named in the grass are chirping, and the summer cicadas who don't know which tree to hide in are not willing to be lonely, and they wake up the grass and trees in the middle of summer with loud chirps.

The mountains are quiet

Occasionally, the breeze blows on the face, taking away the faint heat air, and also makes the thoughts ripple in the heart.

It's been nearly half a year since I left the north, and I don't know what happened to my family?

Theon should be back in Eaton territory at this point, right?

I just don't know if my grandfather and father will affirm my choice after seeing my letter?

..........

Before he knew it, Chris was lost in thought.

"唳~~~"

Suddenly, a loud eagle's cry resounded through the sky.

Awakened, Chris ran to the bottom of the tree in three steps and two steps, and looked up at the mottled sky through the branches, only to see a giant eagle soaring over the sky, and two giant talons still grasping a long thing, the head and tail were already hanging down, it should be a snake.

The Rocky Eagle, the uncrowned king of the Loki Daran Mountains.

They stand at the top of the food chain of the entire mountain range, and each adult Loki giant eagle is a strong man, and each of them grazes territory for thousands of miles. All the flesh and blood in the mountains are their prey, except for kobolds and dwarves. The flesh of the former is too smelly to eat, and the latter's short body makes the giant eagle disdain to hunt for food.

"唳~~~"

The sound of the eagle's cry resounded through the heavens and the earth, accompanied by its figure that had escaped into the thick clouds.

Chris was shocked and envious. Compared to these Loki Eagles, he seemed insignificant, and he still had a long way to go.

Thankfully, he's still young.

"Whew! Damn hairy birds, I'm scared to death! ”

A very abrupt expletive.

Chris pulled out his knife and turned to look at a large rock beside him, and the sound came from behind the rock.

A figure appeared at the right time, with shoulder-length brown hair untied, as if it hadn't been washed for a while, strands sticking together and hanging down on the face. It was a man of about forty years of age, with the marks of age on his face, not very strong, and in his hand this half-eaten rye bread. A common sword slung across his waist, and his clothes were dirty, covered in dirt and other dirt.

His first reaction when he saw Chris was to throw away the bread and reach for his sword, which was not very neat.

The clumsy movements made Chris feel a lot more at ease in an instant.

"Who are you?"

The two men spoke in unison.

The elder man was the first to be disarmed, and he lowered his sword first.

"Good day, pretty young man."

He raised a hand in greeting, smiling kindly, "I'm Kurt, an adventurer who came here to exchange the beast for ale." ”

"Good day, Kurt. I'm Chris, a traveler looking for some excitement. ”

Chris also slightly flattened the long knife to show that he was not hostile.

The two sides greeted each other very politely, which eased each other's guarded expressions a lot.

Kurt plunged his sword into the scabbard, took two steps forward and picked up the black bread, blew the dust and gravel on it, leaned against the edge of the rock and gnawed slowly.

This action also allowed Chris to see several small rodent prey at his feet.

It is also clear that Kurt is silently announcing that he has occupied the area in advance, and that he is unwilling to cooperate with others in the hunt - either Chris will leave now, or he will use his sword to drive Chris away.

It was also a tacit agreement for the people who came here to hunt to avoid conflict.

Because there are too many stabs in the back, adventurers are used to solving the danger in advance.

Seeing this, Chris, who had no intention of hunting here, also put away his long knife and strode deeper into the mountains.

"May the God of Light protect you, young man!"

When he walked a little farther, a blessing came from behind him.

He didn't look back, just raised his hand and shook it in thanks.

So he didn't see it, Kurt's eyes kept chasing his back, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that was about to bloom.

Melting snow from the Rocky Daran Mountains merges here into a large lake, meandering along the valley into a meandering river that inhabits the terrifying waters inhabited by the snake people. Land lizards and bottlenose alligators inhabit large lakes and rivers, and prey on all the beasts that come to drink, except that one is in the water and the other is on land.

What both have in common is that their leathers can be sold for a good price.

The leather of the bottlenose crocodile is hard and lightweight, and after being tanned, it can resist the piercing of bows and crossbows, and is the most favored leather armor for light armies such as light cavalry, archers, and crossbowmen in the human kingdom. The leather of the land lizard is very soft and elastic, and it has a very comfortable ventilation after tanning, which is the knight's favorite chain armor Uchimura - the land lizard leather Uchimura can greatly buffer the attack strength when the knight is hit, and protect the knight's internal organs from shock.

They were also the prey of Chris's trip.

For one, each of their leathers is worth more than a dozen gold coins.

If it is in good condition, there will be a few more gold coins, which is very tempting for Chris, who is in dire need of money.

Moreover, this is the most prey he is sure to hunt at the moment.

Another reason is that no one bothered.

The Great Lake is already very close to the Terrifying Plain, and there are occasional snake people who haunt the area, and few people come here at the risk of being chased by snake people.

Moreover, land lycosurfers and alligators are not so easy to hunt.

These large, powerful and brutal creatures, who are generally over five meters long, often take adventurers as prey.

However, for Chris, who had been hunting alone in the Alps at the age of fifteen, it was not difficult to kill these creatures, who were not fierce beasts.

It only took him four days to lure two land lizards into a trap with the carcass of a rock sheep.

One big and one small, the price should be about twenty gold coins.

If it goes so well every time, I should be able to catch the date of the next dwarven prospect, right?

That's what Chris thought when he set out on the way home with leather on his back.

At the same time, he also regretted that without the help of his partner, he could only carry back the leather of two land lizards at a time, so that his time was wasted on the road.

Unexpectedly, in the shop where he entered the Dwarven Realm to buy furs, he met Kurt again.

The older adventurer sold a lot of rodents for only one gold coin and thirty silver coins.

The intersection between the two officially began at this moment: when the owner of the shop was picky about the landing lizard's leather veins not beautiful enough and was only willing to pay eighteen gold coins, Kurt, who was about to leave, turned around and scolded, "Treacherous dwarf, your integrity is not as good as that of a kobold!" These two Lycoon Skins are worth thirty gold coins in any shop! ”

As soon as these words came out, Chris immediately knew that he was too young and his face made others feel that he was bullying.

And after receiving the thirty gold coins from the reluctant merchant dwarf, he thanked Kurt very sincerely.

"Young man, your thanks are very insincere."

Kurt smiled brightly and pointed to the tavern not far away, "Don't you think it's better to spend a few silver coins to invite me to a few glasses of rye wine?" ”

His request, of course, Chris would not refuse.

After this little episode, in the next month or so, the two will greet each other cordially every time they meet, and their unfamiliar friendship will slowly get acquainted with each other in inviting each other to drink.

Finally, when Chris was about to go to the Great Lake, he met him waiting along the way.

"Dear Chris, your character allows me to show my back, and your strength gives us the opportunity to earn more gold."

He said this and extended an invitation to Chris to cooperate in the hunting of blue-tailed ferrets.

Blue-tailed ferrets inhabit the mountains and forests on the edge of the Great Lake, and their fur and minions are worthless, but they can be sold for fifty gold coins with their male reproductive organs! Because after refining it into a potion, it can make the elderly nobles or wealthy people in the human kingdom pay hundreds of gold coins to buy it in order to regain their glory.

Kurt is very good at trapping blue-tailed ferrets, but he has no strength to protect himself on the other side of the lake.

So he needs the long knife in Chris's hand to ensure safety, and the profits are divided equally between the two.

Chris was rejoicing.

Because he has already figured out the details of Kurt.

Through the words of the tavernkeeper and the other adventurers, he learned that Kurt had previously been a guardian of a lord in Middle-earth. Later, because of the drunkenness, he died and had to escape. Served as a mercenary and caravan guard, he is a down-and-out adventurer who can't return home.

His strength is very average, and he may not become the peak of a warrior in his life.

Therefore, it is difficult to live a nourishing life with the long sword in your hand. Neither the mercenary group nor the caravan would give him a good salary, but would chop wood, set up camp, clean up horse manure and other work that only farmers and slaves could do.

Since he is destined to live a lowly life, he simply has wine today and drunk today.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

He knew that this part of the Lokidaran Mountains was a no-man's land, and that there were many wild beasts, so all of them had nothing to do to hang out here, and hunt a few small games for rye bread and ale mixed with water.

Low-spirited, unambitious, and passable about life, Kurt is a trait that is why Chris accepts the invitation.

He is in dire need of gold coins, and he has enough strength to make Kurt dare not have bad intentions.

The most important point is that Kurt, who has the ability but no strength, is more willing to let the cooperation between the two last longer, under the temptation of gold coins.

In fact, this is also true.

Kurt's performance along the way was friendly.

Not only did he take care of the trivial things such as pathfinding, fetching water, and making a fire to barbecue, but he also insisted on walking in front all the time, exposing his back to Chris's long knife. And his trapping skills are very superb, and he has successfully ensnared eight blue-tailed ferrets in the past twenty days.

It's a pity that two of them are worthless females.

However, the harvest is much better than Chris's solo hunting.

The night was falling, and the forest was silent.

Chris and the others sat on the ground around the small fire, and a small rock sheep that had been half golden was constantly dripping grease into the fire, and small wisps of green smoke kept coming out, which made people's appetite move.

"Chris, shall we go back to the Dwarven Realm tomorrow?"

Kurt, who had cut a large piece of flesh with a dagger, bit it with a big mouth, and his mouth was slurred, "Oh, praise be to the god of light! Thanks to your long knife, this harvest will keep me drunk in the tavern for half a year, if I can't resist looking for a dancer. ”

"It's time to go back."

Chewing slowly, Chris whispered, "I've been here too long." ”

"Ahh

Suddenly, Kurt was stunned, "You're not hunting anymore?!" ”

"Yes, Kurt."

Chris nodded and smiled, "I'm sorry, I have more important things to do." ”

Kurt was silent for a while before he said with a look of regret, "Well, may the God of Light protect you." Dear Chris, you are a person of good qualities and a great companion and I would love to see each other in the future. With that, he tore a small wine bag from his waist and handed it to Chris, "This is wine from my hometown of Middle-earth Laika, and I would like to share it with you, my friend." ”

"Thank you."

Chris reached out and took it, taking small sips and savoring it slowly.

The two have been sharing food these days and have built enough trust.

Only this time it's different.

Not long after drinking, he felt a little tired.

Originally, he thought it was caused by the heavy heat in the middle of summer. But as time passed, he felt that his head became very heavy, and he could not exert his energy, and the characters and scenery in front of him became blurred. He shook his head hard, trying to sober himself up, but to no avail, and instead made the scene more blurry.

There is a problem with wine!

His hand was already on the hilt, but he didn't have the strength to draw it.

In his final moments as he fell into a coma, Kurt's playful laughter came from his ears, "Oh, thank you, dear Chris, you're my best friend, not one of them." ”

..............

When Chris regained consciousness, he found himself locked in an iron cage like a beast.

In fact, this cage is the product of the dwarves, and it is specially designed to hold powerful beasts, and with his strength, he cannot bend the iron fence to escape.

His long knife, dagger, and all his belongings were taken away, and even his clothes and boots were stripped of him.

Fortunately, the pants were still there, which allowed him to avoid the embarrassment of being naked.

There are many people who share the same fate as him.

It's just that they are kept in different cages, with humans, dwarves, fierce beasts, and several snake people.

The large and small iron cages were pulled by Loki's bulls, bumping on the mountain road, there were no guards and no guards, but the team was orderly. The awake men were cursing loudly, and some of the beasts were roaring angrily, pounding the cage with their powerful flesh.

Chris was silent, just quietly watching the road ahead.

Tonight's Silver Moon and Blood Moon are lazy, so stingy that they only emit a little afterglow, and they can't illuminate the road ahead.

The night was dark, and he didn't know where he was going.