In the morning, Greentown did not clear up, the wind and snow seemed to linger around the Taka Desert crater, and at a glance, the unrecognizable mountains were like a vast labyrinth, and like an unfathomable trap.

The footprints of the beast were still shallow beside the buried mountain road, and the trees that had lost their leaves stood alone and upright, like a group of strangers watching indifferently. On the steep mountain road, which even a horse-drawn carriage could not pass, the cloaked "merchants" carried their bags and walked unhurriedly towards the mountain.

The cold wind of sleet seemed to become more ferocious, and the deciduous forest was mixed with large cedars, covered with a thick layer of snow, casting heavy shadows.

"Hey, let me see, have you brought everything?"

At this time, the mood was still so high-pitched, only the heartless Trace. She happily tugged at Ivan's gray travel cloak, and before he could break free, she reached for his pocket. "Have you taken your wallet? and gold, well, the kettle, and the knife. Well, you're a little like a lost businessman, be bold, and don't forget that you're a little scoundrel who follows your brother and sister to smuggle, cheer up!"

“...... Oh. Ivan was in no mood to argue with her.

"Hide the magic artifact and badge. Darren didn't forget to admonish, but his eyes were still full of worry when he looked at Ivan, "The clerk will believe you when he sees the badge, tell them, we will rescue them all, tell them not to panic, not to try to escape on their own, and not to provoke those wizards." ”

"Hmm...... I, I know. ”

Ivan glanced at his right hand, the golden wrist chakra was firmly covered by the sleeve of the winter coat, and he couldn't see it at all, not to mention that he was wearing leather gloves. The badge is hidden in a hidden pocket inside the clothes, making it difficult to spot even if you take it off. Still, the turquoise metal object made Ivan feel uncomfortable, as if it had stumbled on him.

The forest ahead is getting denser and denser, like a natural barrier, stretching into the unknown distance.

At this point, we can only take one step at a time.

He thought about what Carlo had said for a long time, and until now, somewhere in his head still felt too ridiculous to believe it. But he also knew that it was better for Carlo to lie than for him to sing with Tracy, and if Carlo said that Ballan wanted to harm him, it was true.

In fact, Ivan felt that Ballan had calculated very carefully, and sent Borg to find him and directly told him about the kidnapping of the clerk, without giving him a chance to refuse. Maybe he would have died here - if his identity was discovered by the wizard and he couldn't defeat the wizard.

However, he could not die.

He hadn't had time to help Aisha find useful information, if he died, who would help Aisha? Will Xiulin or Carlo help her? Aisha's magic level is less than five hundred, in this complex world, as an ordinary magician, how can she find someone with few clues?

And...... Aisha must feel sorry for him, right?

I don't dare to think about it, I think it's terrible to think about it. The white snow seemed to have no end in sight, and the only hope left was Carlo's confidence in him, that he would come back alive even if he was found.

The snow in the forest always feels heavier than in the city. Untouched snow is like a soft carpet that can be stepped on in a pit. Ivan took a picked up branch as a cane and walked in a northwestern direction. According to the map in memory, it was the direction of the town of Takamo.

He can't carry a map with him, he has to make the lost lie more convincing. In a place like this, Aisha would have been lost. However, Ivan was still not sure if he was walking on the originally designed route, and the snow flakes were flying wildly, and all the places were shrouded in invisible snow and fog every day, like a cage of magic.

The road under your feet is getting harder and harder, and there is no decent road in the remote mountain town. Stumbled and walked for a long time, but still didn't find half a figure.

Well, probably the wrong way. Ivan thought a little helplessly. However, at this moment, a lonely wolf howl sounded in the distance.

Don't wolves come out to hunt at night?

Although he saw many traces of wild beasts along the way, he never thought that there were wolves in this mountain forest. Ivan was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously stretched out his right hand.

No way!

Maybe there is some magic of the wizard here, maybe the wizard has set his sights on him, and using the magic magic weapon is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to gain the trust of the wizard. Ivan turned around and removed the knife from his waist, a common equipment for travelers, and turned to run in the other direction.

The thick snow made it extremely difficult to run, and he couldn't even take a step, and every now and then a few vines hid under the snow would stir him. The wolves howled one after another, as if calling for their companions, and they howled for a while, and then the howl came to an abrupt end.

The wolves are coming.

Ivan can no longer take care of the originally designed route, and he can still keep a clear head at this time, just because the previous combat experience has worked. He knew that it was impossible for a man to outpace a pack of wolves, and that he had to find a sturdy tree to climb on!

Suddenly, Ivan's feet slipped a little, the snow covered the terrain, and he didn't notice that there was a steep slope under his feet! Ivan only felt the ground fall suddenly, and the cold snow directly fell over his head, and he fell next to a pine tree on the steep slope, and his back hit the trunk hard, and suddenly a large pile of snow fell down.

But these are nothing, and what is even more serious is that his ankle suddenly hurts sharply!

The unbearable pain made his eyes black for a while, and he must have hurt that foot again when he fell. After the therapist's treatment and the use of the same medicine that Christina had given him before, the injured foot the day before yesterday no longer felt pain. But now the pain came as if to take revenge on him. He curled up, clenched his teeth, and trembled uncontrollably.

The knife had already flown out of his hand, falling a few meters away from him. With great difficulty, he lifted his head, which was almost buried in the snowdrift, and the wolves were gathered on top of the steep slope, and there was no way for him to escape.

A pack of muscular white wolves, whining and growling in their throats, did not feel like hungry wolves, but rather like well-trained soldiers. The biggest wolf in the lead slowly bent its front legs, bared its fangs, and took a pounce posture, and several wolves next to it were also ready to attack.

It seems that there is no choice.

Although Ivan had realized that the presence of wolves was not normal, there was no other way for him to do it. His right hand was still buried in the snow, but with a slight lift of his hand, the razor-sharp sword of light could pierce the first wolf that pounced on him. He closed his eyes, trying to calm his breathing, ready to meet the attack.

"Uhhh

A strange horn suddenly sounded, and the long sound echoed through the forest. As if a signal, the wolf who was about to pounce on Ivan straightened up and slowly retreated.

Ivan's eyes widened. Behind the wolves, a strange man in an off-white cloak was looking at him from afar.