The old rusty gates slowly opened, and hundreds of heavy cavalry poured out of the doorways, marching outside the city with the awe of passers-by and the dust they had kicked up.

If Annan and Olmedo had been here, they would have recognized the royal knight with a wanted warrant standing next to the cavalry officer.

Their spears were sharp, their horses were covered with armor, their armor was scratched, and their morale was fearless.

The cavalry officer with a beard and dark golden armor engraved with a lion raised his spear: "Our mission is to attack Xingyue Bay, capture the rebel king of the north, and let the king witness our bravery!" For Montreal! Loyal! ”

"Loyalty!"

"Let's go!"

The loyal heavy cavalry began to march long distances, and the dust kicked up obscured the roads. People entering the city hid on both sides of the road, choking on the dust and coughing.

In the middle of the line, Charles Vera, carrying a cart of magical newspapers, looked like hell.

What happened? Has the City of Plenty declared war on the King of the North?

"Boss, what should we do?" The panicked apprentice approached.

"Hurry, hurry...... We're going to send the news to Starmoon Bay! ”

……

"What's ...... in a hurry"

Crean lay lazily on the stone bed, watching Lossy pack up. "Lord Annan won't live with us."

"But Lord Annan will see our messy room and think we haven't done anything since we came up!"

Crian couldn't lie down, and was busy with Lotsy, muttering, "We really didn't do anything......"

They just took the Philosopher's Stone and patted it around the fortress and the front few fronts, and then sent it back through a portal that opened once a week......

If it weren't for the cold and hard food on the Snow Mountain Fortress, they would have gained a lot of weight.

But the snowy mountain fortress is not a good place, the air is thin and always out of breath, the slightest strenuous exercise makes me dizzy, and the snowstorm outside the fortress never stops.

The captain who received them said that the year-round blizzard was the main thing that killed the demons. Lossy believes. Demons are not stones, and in such bad weather, they will freeze into popsicles in a few hours.

So Rossi was worried, because they never had a chance to go to the front line, and they didn't have a chance to find a friend of the lord......

"Oops!"

Lossie's sudden shout startled Crean: "I forgot to tell Lord Annan that there is a strange old man in the camp!"

……

The closer you get to the snow-capped mountains, the cooler the temperature.

Annan flew along the road on the ground, but there were still white dragons around him, and then because the white dragon was only a teenager, he just circled and showed his size for a certain distance before moving away.

After nearly a full night flight, Annan arrived at the camp at the foot of the snow-capped mountains on the eve of dawn.

Annan jumped off the dragon's back and saw several griffons leaning together. Their heads are like those of eagles, but they have the thick body of a lion. Annan leaned over curiously and stretched out his hand to the griffin—

"Don't touch the griffin, watch out for it-"

Annan touched a tuft of white hair on the griffin's head, turned around and asked, "What?" ”

A raunchy old man leaned over and looked at the griffin with squinted eyes and exclaimed, "This is unusual...... Betty has a bad temper and never lets people reach out and touch it...... What's your name? ”

"Annan."

"Want to come and raise griffins?"

The soldier next to him couldn't help but remind: "He is the king of the north......"

"What's wrong with the King of the North! No strength is just a joke. The old man snorted angrily: "Annan, think about it, the hordes of griffin knights are your subordinates, and when you arrive in the royal capital, you have to give up your seat even when the king sees you......"

Annan was of great interest. Not the king's seat, but the griffin is more suitable than the white dragon to be an anchor. They are not as scarce and difficult to breed as white dragons, and most importantly - griffons have been domesticated by humans for thousands of years and do not suddenly confuse "what is this bite" like white dragons.

"I know a good place to keep griffins, with endless fish and a peaceful environment......

The old man can't be the master, but the owner of the griffin is in the fortress, and Annan can talk to him.

That's a good start. Annan asked the camp to take care of the white dragon for a few days, climbed the back of "Betty", and headed for the snow-capped mountain fortress.

The bitter cold wind poured into the agitated mage's robes, and Annan needed to hide his head in his feathers so that he would not be able to breathe because of the strong wind. Dozens of minutes later, the griffon's speed slowed down, and Annan raised his head and saw the black fortress in the middle of the ice and snow, stretching and with no end in sight, entrenched on the snowy mountain.

The griffon landed in a clearing on the edge of the fortress. Annan saw Rossi and Crean shivering, and the woman standing next to her, wearing only a leather armor and cloak in the ice and snow.

She wasn't tall, with a tall nose, but her muscular body beneath her rough, pale skin seemed to have an avalanche of might.

In contrast, the title of Lady Winter is more suitable for her.

Annan guessed that she was the patriarch of the Cana family, Ji Cana.

"Annan."

The wind and snow swept Ji Cana's words: "I didn't expect you to really dare to come up. For the sake of my ancestors, what do you want from me? ”

"It's not a request, it's a cooperation."

This is the meeting of two kings of the north, and Annan can't put himself in a weak position: "A whole nezumi clan is heading north, the Violet Kingdom has fallen, the Rikanr Kingdom will be next, and the magnates of the royal capital are blindfolded and covered by the rat people, and they don't know what happened yet." We must unite ......"

"That's what you people are going to do." Ji Cana interrupted him, and replied as indifferent as ice and snow: "After so many years, eleven families can't even defeat a group of rat people? ”

"Actually, there are only five. The Reeves, the Cana, the Diatras, the Lawrence, and the Barros family......"

Ji Cana's sarcasm was useless in the face of serious Annan.

"The Cana family will not leave the fortress."

Annan sighed helplessly: "If you don't help, I can only be a bad guy once......"

Ji Cana's expression turned cold: "You want to force us? ”

"It's not. I'm trying to tear down the Mage Tower. ”

A subtle confusion appeared on Ji Cana's cheeks.

Annan said: "The legendary mage is not as indifferent as you, in order to save the kingdom, Lord Agarwal will not mind if I demolish the mage tower." ”

Probably not.

"Don't mess me off, boy." Ji Cana looked at Annan a few times, and suddenly said, "I can give you a chance." ”

"What chance?"

"Tell the gladiatorial arena that tonight's Demon Race, the King of the North, will also participate!"

Without looking back, she told the clansmen standing in the distance, her dark blue eyes full of edge:

"On a fortress, strength is the rule. Be the winner and you will get everything you want. ”

(End of chapter)