Chapter 210 63. A sudden short adventure
A carriage was driving lonely in the ice and snow.
Annan was wrapped in cotton clothes, holding the reins, and wearing a felt hat, pretending to be the same as when he came to Bethal City. The food cooked in the carriage behind him was steaming.
Just as Gema would not have expected that he would appear in Bethal City, the enemy would not have expected that the King of the North would not be in the team.
Annan followed the convoy far behind, following the ruts the team had made in the snow. In this way, he will not be trapped when the team in front encounters danger and can be rescued in time.
The food was almost cooked. Annan slowed down the carriage, took out the hot pot, and scooped the food with mist into the bowl. He was humming leisurely while waiting for the food to cool down. Suddenly, he was blocked by a group of mercenaries. .
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After several days of trekking, the King of the North's fleet arrived in Breeze City successfully.
Residents who saw the snowflake emblem on the carriage ran into the city, and soon the streets were filled with people. The roar of the mountain and the sea roared to Jack, and mixed with the names of Andy and Freeman.
Xingyue Bay is Annan’s home, and Breeze City is half of Annan’s home.
The convoy went to Winchet Manor to rest temporarily while waiting for Annan behind the team to catch up. As a result, they did not see Annan's carriage until evening.
"Where is Annan?"
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The cold wind blowing "whimpering" at night drifted outside the rocks, the firewood "crackled" and bursts of sparks suddenly Show some faces.
Annan huddled in the corner and said to the mercenaries who were roasting food in front of the campfire: "Can you let me go..."
The soldier wearing a horn hat glanced at him: "How much ransom are you prepared to pay to buy back your life?"
"I have nothing valuable..."
"Then kill him. , we still need to find the location of the dragon's lair."
The leader in bear skin said, the horned warrior picked up the battle ax and walked towards Annan.
"Dragon's Lair? Are you looking for a blue dragon? I know where it is!"
Annan's words made the Bull Warrior stop. The Bearskin leader frowned and said, "You know?" Come on, I can show you the way!"
"What's your name?"
"Tell me everything you know."
Annan made up some random stories and added some extra flair by saying that the blue dragon was only at the elite level.
"Elite? Are you lying to us?"
"Really! There is a powerful elite warrior in the town, and his existence makes the blue dragons dare not invade the town!"
"A young dragon, it seems we are lucky!"
The white-haired mage beside the campfire said happily. Young dragons can only be killed, but baby dragons can be caught and sold for more money.
Annan learned from their conversation that this was a dragon hunting team. These mercenaries got the information about the blue dragon from nowhere and teamed up with each other to hunt the dragon. Annan said that there are many white dragons in the snowy mountains and forests. The white-haired mage sarcastically said that those lizards deserve to be called dragons?
"You will lead the way tomorrow."
The words of the bearskin leader meant that they had escaped.
Annan pretended to be relieved and glanced at these professionals, including a master warrior and four elite professionals, one of whom was a mage. A surprise attack can really cause trouble for a blue dragon. Fortunately, Annan met them.
“Don’t look me in the eyes.”
When Annan looked at the only female warrior in the team, she made a rough and shy voice: "Otherwise I won't be able to hide my love." In the night attack, these mercenaries would have to be eliminated...
As the night went on, the mercenaries began to rest. Annan was not given any food, not even a blanket, so he had to huddle in a bonfire and keep vigil. Early the next morning, the bearskin leader found the female warrior listless.
“You didn’t rest?”
The sturdy female warrior looked at Annan with salivation: "Someone kept me awake all night."
"After finding the blue dragon, he will be yours."
The bearskin leader awakened The companions prepared food and set off. This time Annan got a piece of burnt bread.
When setting off with the dragon hunting team, Annan suddenly thought, mercenaries, dragon slaying...is this an adventure?
While passing a village not far from Pinglin Town, they left their horses and carriage behind, went off the road and into the forest, and followed a shortcut across a frozen river.
Annan, who was walking on the ice, quietly activated the magic ring, and a fire element appeared under the ice, melting the ice with blazing heat. Steam and falling suddenly enveloped the unprepared Horned Warrior.
Annan, who was the first to react, stretched out his hand, but only grabbed his horn helmet.
The warrior who fell into the glacier did not know where the river was taking him, and the panicked people rushed across the glacier.
Five dragon hunters go to one of them.
“It seems that there is one less person to share the spoils with.” The ranger, who was not dealing with the horned warriors, snorted coldly.
The bearskin warrior with an unsightly expression glanced at him and continued to set off.
As noon approached, signs of felling appeared in the surrounding woods, and Annan saw the snow-covered low hills.
“That’s the haunted gold mine.” Annan threw away his felt hat and put on a horn helmet.
The dragon-hunting team lit a fire and rested in the forest clearing. The ranger captured a few snowshoe rabbits, plucked and skinned them and threw them into the pot. The meat was fragrant. However, after just a few bites, the bear-skin leader suddenly collapsed. On the ground, the ranger pulled out the arrow and tried to kill the mage again, but the bearskin leader who had pretended to die got up and smashed him to death. He then staggered and fell down again. Black blood gushed out from his facial features, and he died completely.
Three of the five dragon hunters were eliminated.
Annan looked in surprise at the team that was already fighting among themselves before they met the blue dragon. He reluctantly picked up the quiver containing the steel arrows and carried it behind his back. He took off the leader's bear skin and put it on his body.
The remaining white-haired mages and female warriors gave up their rest and passed through the abandoned camp and entered the haunted gold mine.
"The treasure is inside." Annan told them.
"What is more precious than you?"
The female warrior looked at Annan affectionately, and the fluorescence of the arcane missile suddenly lit up behind her. The female warrior who was hit erupted into a pink mist of blood, escaped from the mine, and disappeared.
Four of the five dragon hunters went away.
"Hurry up and lead the way. If you find the blue dragon, get out of here..."
The white-haired mage urged wearing a horn hat, bearskin clothes, holding a long sword, and carrying a bucket. Annan of the arrows, let him take these relics - they will all be his after finding the blue dragon.
Annan led the white-haired mage deep into the mine in a simple manner. Ten minutes later, a cave appeared in front of him:
The mountains of gold coins were shining brightly, and the blue dragon lay unsuspectingly. The mountain of treasure.
The mage stood at the foot of the mountain of treasure, as if he saw treasure and prestige waving to him. He suppressed his excitement and unleashed a spell on the lazy blue dragon -
"Death to the villain!"
A sudden shout sounded from behind, a biting chill melted from his chest, and the mage was startled. Ran looked at the bloody blade coming out of his chest and stumbled to the ground.
All five dragon hunters are gone.
For treasure they gather, and for treasure they fall apart.
At the last moment of his life, the mage tried to open his eyes, hoping to see the blue dragon kill this idiot who couldn't understand the situation.
The boy said: "I am here to save the princess."
The blue dragon lying on the mountain of treasures stared down at him:
"Your princess Where?”
“Elimayas, you are my princess”
(End of this chapter)