"Father?!" The red-haired girl didn't react for a moment, and the two short spears in her hands almost fell to the ground. But the old man's back did not look back, and the shouts and screams filled the entire world.

The girl's heart fluttered, and she turned around and ran towards the back of the big house, no longer looking at the bloody scene behind her. Ling Luo kicked open the door at the back of the big house, which was originally the big chief's house, and it was full of large and small haystacks, some air-dried cured meat, and a lot of stored animal skins.

The shouts of killing outside the house grew louder and louder, and the girl rummaged through the haystack desperately, and found something that resembled a manhole cover under the firewood in the corner of the wall, and gently opened it, and at the bottom was a narrow mud puddle, which stretched out crookedly forward, and the whole passage was less than half a foot wide—not so much a passage as a sewage drain that had not yet been dug.

As soon as the sound of "bell ——!" sounded, the alert girl immediately turned around and projected the short spear in her right hand, and a silver light penetrated through the dark room!

"Ah——!h The short spear that pierced through the wall was only half a finger's length from his head.

"I ...... I... I'm ......" The boy's lips kept trembling, salty tears flowed into his mouth, and before he could speak, the girl who came quietly was already kneeling in front of him, and her slender index finger was gently pressed on his lips.

"Brave little one, don't speak. The red-haired girl tried her best to squeeze a smile out of her face: "You must be a good hunter, right?" The Highlanders are the best hunters. ”

Seeing the boy nodding in a daze, the girl continued to lower her voice and said, "Then let's play a game, do you see that tunnel? Then go outside, don't look back, run until the nearest tribe to stop, it's a test, it's a test for the best highlanders, you can definitely do it, right? ”

"Take this. The girl pulled the spear out of the wall and shoved it into the boy's arms: "This is the best spear of all, if you can complete this test." I'll give it to you, and now let's go, quick!" the girl pulled the boy up without saying anything. Opened the lid and sent him in, before closing the entrance and relaying the haystack on top of it.

"Whew...... Call...... Huh...... "When all this was done, the girl leaned against the door. Gasping violently. Sweat kept on his pale cheeks.

The sound outside the room gradually stopped, and the sound of approaching footsteps gradually took over her mind, and her trembling hands clenched the last short spear, the sharp tip of which was aimed at her throat, and her eyes were tightly closed. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stab the spear with both hands, and the footsteps outside the house became clearer and clearer, and tears of fear seeped out of her eyes. The sound of slow footsteps seemed to be amplified a thousand times with each blow. 10,000 times.

"Quick...... Hurry up, stab it!" The girl shouted desperately in her heart, her teeth trembling: "It's coming, it's coming...... Quick, quick, a——!!!!!a

Suddenly...... There was a sound of tearing muscles in her ears, the girl slowly lowered her head, and a small iron sword full of crumbles came out of her body from the left side of her chest, and the heart-rending pain seemed to be only for a moment, the slender body slowly softened, and as soon as her hands were loosened, the short spear fell to the ground in response, and the red-haired girl's body hung on the door.

The iron sword behind the door was pulled out, and the red-haired girl who was weak fell to the ground limply, feeling as if her life was slowly passing, and the world in her vision became more and more blurred, and everything seemed to be slowly leaving herself, disappearing little by little.

"I'm scared, but...... It doesn't mean that I will be willing to die, I will be willing to ...... Watching his daughter be defiled and turned into a shredded corpse in a soup pot. None of the people in this room survived. ”

The old man's voice seemed to sound vaguely in the girl's ears again, and the lips that gradually lost their blood color showed a faint smile, as if laughing at his ignorance and ignorance.

"Father...... You said...... A little...... That's right......" The girl closed her eyes lightly, with a hint of a smile: "I ...... True...... It's true...... Good...... I'm scared......

.................. When the morning sun rose, all that was left of the Aslum tribe in the great forest was a bonfire of burning ashes and wind chimes hung from their heads.

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"How do you feel, my esteemed 'bear hunter', His Excellency Duke Aaron Brenus, the valiant commander of the North, the flowers and applause must make you happy, right?" In a lounge in the Colosseum, Theodore looked at Aaron, who was lying on the soft couch with a blue nose and swollen face, with a smile on his face, and handed over a glass of wine: "Should I make a certain reward for your bravery?"

"That's enough, don't keep taunting there, okay. Aaron rolled his eyes and took the glass, taking a sip carefully: "As a friend, shouldn't you comfort me at this time?"

Theodore smiled undeniably - as the chief knight of Severcro, Al's bravery was unquestionable, although Aaron was indeed nimble, agile and chose a weapon suitable for distance such as the black iron spear, but he was still not Al's opponent, if it weren't for the fact that the weapon was wooden, Aaron wouldn't just have his face swollen as a simple matter - In Theodore's opinion, if it was a horse battle, Aaron might still have a chance to win, but in foot combat, I am afraid that only Salald, the golden lion, could compete with El.

"As a friend—and as your allegiance to the Emperor, I would like to criticize you even more. Theodore sighed helplessly, and then sat down next to Aaron: "You are the Duke of Mithmeer, the arena is not a place for you to fight, you should sit in the castle of Mithmeer to rule and govern it for me, or make more and better suggestions at the Imperial Council, this is what you should do." ”

"But I can't do it, and you're not ignorant of it—ah!" Aaron suddenly became excited, and even cried out with a painful face, but he still gritted his teeth and continued: "I am not Salald nor Bran, the battlefield and the military camp are my world, and there is my value." That chair in the council is too narrow for me, and you can understand how I feel like a fool when I listen to the gushing debates of the scholars?!"

"You can learn, it's not too late for you to be twenty, and I can have Domitius your teacher—he was a Roman expert in law, and he was well versed in philosophy. Theodore looked at him and said, "I can't make you a general, what if that were the province of Mistema? Do you think they are willing to obey a governor appointed from Caesarea? ”

"Please, Theodore, I beg you, give me a position that will make me feel that I have some value in existence. Aaron looked at Theodore pleadingly, and his tone of voice was not like the high-spirited northern knight he once was: "I am willing to let me guard the northern outpost." ”

"There's no need for a duke to be a guardian there. Theodore sighed helplessly and gritted his teeth: "Well, it just so happens that I also need someone with enough status to complete this job." ”

"Tell me, Aaron. Theodore looked at Aaron and said in a deep voice, "How many years have the Brenus family been in charge of monitoring the Misty Mountain barbarians of the Arctic Ice Field?"

"It's been almost a hundred and fifty years since we got the fiefdom of Mithmael. Aaron pursed his lips and couldn't help but say more: "At that time, Caesarea was still our family's domain. ”

"The latter one doesn't matter. Theodore said quickly, "So, when was the last time you fought with them—I'm not talking about a few dozen raiding bandits, but dozens or hundreds, or even thousands, of the Misty Mountain tribes. ”

"Never met, maybe my father did, but at least I didn't. More than a hundred of these uncivilized beasts will kill each other together. Aaron commented in a disdainful tone, and then asked suspiciously, "Why did you ask me this, is there something wrong?"

"The Grand Chief of the Ryan Tribe, Gardo, he told me something different and made me pay attention to it. Theodore nodded silently, acknowledging Aaron's words: "A tribe of highlanders named Kanya has been subjected to an exterminating massacre, and it must have been done by the Misty Mountain people - this is also what my most trusted fleet commander has seen with his own eyes, do you think dozens of Misty Mountain barbarians can do this?"

"Are you saying that they have been united and can organize an army that is powerful enough to destroy a tribe with overwhelming force?" Aaron's eyes were full of doubts, "But...... How is that possible? How did they get to this? Or should I say who can bring these beasts together?"

"No matter who the other party is, a force strong enough to threaten us is slowly growing in the Far North Ice Field, bloodthirsty and savage, and I send to communicate with them, we need to take precautions as soon as possible. Theodore muttered, "But before we can do that, we need more information about them, and their habits and history, and as far as I know, there is one person who probably knows these things very well." ”

Aaron was startled, as if he remembered something, sat up from the soft couch, looked into eye contact with Theodore, and said in unison:

"Malcius!"

(The Misty Mountain dungeon is officially opened~ Readers who have played Pander's prophecy may have guessed who it is, but let me sell it - like I originally said, although this is a hybrid game fanfare and mixed with fantasy style, I will still try to make as many original things as possible.)

About Redhead Teen ...... I was going to mention my name...... But the whole person is not very good after writing this paragraph, so forget it...... After the last, subscribe, reward, and monthly pass~ I don't refuse to come, thank you here first) (to be continued......)