The tundra is home to a large tribal settlement.

Behind the wooden spiked fence are dome igloos made of ice.

A half-man-high hole has been dug in the dirt underneath the igloo, and the dirt is covered with fur on both sides to ensure a warm environment inside.

This is the way of life passed down from generation to generation by the barbarian tribes of the permafrost, who live along the river and make a living by hunting and fishing.

The main material of the igloo is made from the frozen ice of Hanoi in winter, which allows them to quickly set up a camp with only their fur so that they can follow their prey on the winter day.

The center of the tribe, in the largest igloo.

"Lord Nathan, as I said, your brother, the last Viscount of Pex, Black Rock City, is dead, along with his eldest son, Byrne. Now inheriting Blackstone City and the title of viscount is your niece, a little girl who doesn't understand anything. ”

A mercenary sat on a warm fur carpet and excitedly told the man in front of him about the situation in Blackstone City during this time.

Nathan Pex's eyes were uncertain after hearing his words.

He recalled his despair and remorse when he had been exiled to this frozen land by his brother, Viscount Pecks, more than ten years ago.

He repented of the immaturity of his rebellion and hated his brother's cold-bloodedness.

Just as he lay in despair on the snow, waiting for his body to stiffen and die, a strong barbarian woman passed by and picked him up.

Now, more than ten years later, his brother has died, but he has become the head of a large tribe.

Thinking back to that scene, Nathan couldn't help but feel like laughing.

Who would have thought that the exiled criminals of the past would become the only two people with the orthodox blood of the Pexs family today.

In order to obtain more resources over the years, Nathan, who knows the royal Chinese dialect and barbarian languages, often obtains news of Black Rock City through mercenaries who enter the frozen ground.

Not only that, but he also exchanged many supplies from Blackstone City through mercenaries for materials that were difficult to obtain in the frozen ground.

With his unique advantage and her husband, who is the daughter of the tribal leader, this allows him to hold power in the barbarian tribe.

But even so, he still longed to return to Black Rock City, to that luxurious and comfortable aristocratic society.

Instead of hugging the wife whose arms are thicker than his thighs and exuding a heavy body odor in this cold and freezing ghost place.

"Is it Kasanna who is the lord of Blackstone City now?"

Nathan had seen her before she was exiled, when Kasanna was just a newborn baby.

"So I'm afraid that the actual rule of Black Rock City has been taken away by the people of the noble council, is it the woman Vicky or the fool of the Ashford family?"

"Neither, it's a baron who just arrived, Ronan Orange!" The mercenary gritted his teeth.

He remembered the humiliation and panic of having to flee into the frozen ground in order to avoid the search of the city guards, which was the order given by the other party.

"Who's that?" Nathan frowned, he hadn't heard the name.

"He claims to be Kasanna's fiancé, and in order to use your niece to become the acting lord of the city, he owns the territory of the Coldwind Realm, which is closest to the frozen ground."

"Not only that, but I also heard the news that the Cold Wind Territory is now under construction, and your niece and this acting city lord are there right now."

"They're not in Blackstone right now?" Nathan listened to him and stared at him.

The mercenary nodded hurriedly, guaranteeing with his life that his words were absolutely true.

Remembering that the Cold Wind Territory wasn't too far away, Nathan's eyes flickered.

As long as Kasanna disappears from this world, he can return to Blackstone City and take over the power of the Pex family.

"Come, go and call my sons, I have something to announce!"

......

"Barbarian messengers? What is that? In the main hall of the old castle, Ronan asked Old Motou.

"It was a group of barbarian savages in animal skins, six in all, who had been caught by a patrol on the periphery with a box of furs not long ago."

Old Mo Tou explained, "The barbarian who leads it can simply use the Chinese language, and according to what he expressed, he will represent the frost wolf tribe, want to establish trade relations with us, and is willing to exchange furs for supplies." ”

Ronan turned to look at another old man, the old village chief of Licorice Village, who knew something about the barbarians.

"Have you ever seen anything like this before?"

"I'm sorry sir, but I've never heard of a barbarian tribe willing to trade with the people of the kingdom." The old village chief shook his head.

"The wild man who can speak the royal Chinese language is a little different in appearance from his companion." Old Mo Tou added, "Although there are also barbarian thick hair, their body is on the small side, and their skeletal structure is close to that of the Kingdom people. ”

"And although he is not proficient in the royal Chinese, he is able to express his meaning completely, which means that he has been trained for a long time."

In other words, there may be people living in the kingdom among the barbarian tribes, and they have also produced offspring.

Ronan understood what Old Mo Tou meant.

The situation of the barbarian tribes in the tundra was beyond his expectations.

Due to the lack of understanding of the permafrost environment of his knights, if they rashly go deep into the battle with the barbarians, the obstacles caused by the combat environment such as snow, woods, mountains and rivers will inevitably lead to extremely high battle losses.

And just like vampires possess special powers, it is likely that the barbarian tribes that believe in the ancient legends of the tundra also possess extraordinary powers.

Therefore, before finding out the details of the other party, he had no intention of taking the initiative for the time being.

And now these barbarians actually sent people to take the initiative to find him, and they also have the ability to communicate.

This made Ronan feel good, "If the terms of their material exchange are reasonable, then promise them first." ”

This matter can be fully taken care of by Lao Motou.

At first, Ronan wanted to summon the barbarian messenger to understand the situation, but under the reminder of Old Motou, he reacted.

As the lord of the Coldwind Lord, he needs to maintain the majesty of his territory, and the barbarian messenger is not qualified to see him unless the leader of the other party comes to the door.

"My lord, in addition to this, they also said that it was dark and that the road back to the tribe was not safe, and they wanted to be able to rest in the territory for a night."

Ronan looked out the window, and the time had come to dusk and the sun was setting.

This is the time when predators, who are at the top of the permafrost food chain, go out on a large scale.

"Yes." Ronan nodded, then ordered, "Arrange them in the outer inn, and inform Ed that he will be in charge of patrolling there tonight." ”

In today's towns, in addition to routine patrols to maintain security, it is the crows that stand on the branches that really guarantee the stability here.

Surveillance cameras formed by crows envelop the entire town and the surrounding areas.

In the event of any anomaly, the crows will raise an alarm and Ronan will be notified in the signal center.