Chapter 75 Guan Er is the first to sell out (please subscribe!)
The next day.
The snow is falling even harder.
The cold wind is howling, and the strong wind slaps on the wooden windows on such a night. People say that this is the echo of the wild hunt passing through.
Wearing a thick robe, Yeats came to visit Ogg in the handicraft area. The roof of his house was already covered with snow.
Boom boom.
After the door opened, the troll's eyes were red, with tears remaining in his eyes, as if he had just cried. He stood hunched in front of the short door frame and smiled.
"It's you, my friend, please come in and sit down."
Yeats's mood gradually became heavy, he smelled the smell of herbs in the house, and saw Rand dejected, but there was no one else there. , then said: "Does the long-step flower have no effect?"
"It's not a disease, but a life span." Ogg said.
Yeats was silent.
Looks like I didn’t make it to the funeral.
"She said... people will always die, the key depends on what is left behind... She said, left me and Rand..."
Ogg's voice was slightly Trembling, with a smile: "But Ogg is scared, Yeats, because I haven't left anything yet. I really want to leave something, but I am an alien in people's eyes. I can see the crowds coming and going." , seeing above their heads, everyone passed by me to get to where they were going, but I couldn't find where I was going, Ogg was sad."
Rand came over. , patting the back of his hand gently.
Yeats lowered his head to look at the animal tooth necklace in his palm, and said: "Ogg, I met the witch doctor of the troll tribe."
"He knew your father and asked me to bring this animal tooth to you." I brought the necklace to you and said that if you want to take revenge, you can go to the Gravel Tundra to find him."
"Revenge?" Ogg's eyes flashed with confusion.
"Unfortunately, I don't know more and can't help much."
Yeats said: "But you have left at least one thing in this world..."< br>
"You owe me that gold coin." Yeats said half-jokingly, "So I will remember you, my friend."
Ogg's pupils dilated slightly.
"Everyone has fear. The key is how to overcome fear, and that is to face it with a smile."
Yeats turned his head and looked at Rand: "What do you think of what I said? ?”
Rand nodded vigorously, looked at Ogg, and said loudly:
"Don't you still have me? Who doesn't know that I am a famous woolen maker? At worst, I won't take risks anymore!"
"Og...not afraid..." the troll grinned.
"Well, not afraid!" Rand choked.
Yeats said in a broad voice:
“Don’t be afraid of death, because there will be your family on both sides.”
Ogg and Rand were stunned for a long time, with tears in their eyes.
"It's time for me to return home." Yeats said with a smile, "Looking forward to our next reunion."
Before departure.
Candra, Philus and Lena all came to see him off.
Looking at the retreating figure of the silver-haired boy, the purple-robed mage whispered:
"Baron Yeats is making waves in Winter Lake City now, and he is the poet laureate. I really feel resentful for his nickname of Deadwood."
Candra stroked her white beard, looked deeply, and said with a smile:
"Clumsy on the outside and showy on the inside, if you don't sing, you will be a blockbuster."
The wind and snow are howling.
Between the cliffs, four black spots moved slowly.
Hilud, Gray, and Sora rode draft horses. This heavy-duty horse has amazing endurance and can adapt to severe cold weather.
In the north, horse plowing is far more common than oxen plowing.
Yeats rode on a silver-white snow leopard, letting the snow leopard lead the way while he read the manuscript.
Thanks to the skillful riding skills enchanted by the "Traveler's Saddle", Yeats did not fall off the snow leopard's back.
The snow owl folded its wings and stood on the snow leopard's back. Seeing that its master was so studious, it couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.
"Gu!" After I go back, I must let Blueberry teach me a few new spells.
She teaches much better than that old man!
"Baron Yeats is really studious." Sola whispered, "Don't forget to study when you are on the road."
Hilud nodded silently, thinking that it would be great to be able to perform at the Aurora Poetry Festival. To achieve the victory, Yeats must have put in a lot of hard work.
"The Travels of the Emperor of Lorraine", this little yellow book written by Perun.
Yeats was very excited when he saw it.
You are such a talented elf. The battle between Lorraine and Medusa was written as if it were real!
After being promoted to bard, Yeats had already learned the "Charm Humans" spell, and after reading this book, his spellcasting effect was improved.
Because they are a four-person team, they travel lightly and can return faster. When passing a snow peak, the sky suddenly darkened.
The wind was surging, the wind was freezing, and a group of ghostly black knights appeared under the dark clouds. The four knights were wearing shabby armor and war helmets, holding spears and riding dark horses that rode the wind.
At the front of the four black knights, there is a command knight who looks like an elite monster at first sight, holding a battle flag and wearing black armor that shines with light.
“Wild Hunt?” Yeats frowned.
The Wild Hunt has no physical entity, merely a ghostly creature. It would be easy to deal with the Wild Hunting Dogs, but it would be quite difficult to face this entire Wild Hunting Cavalry!
At this time, the commanding knight raised his flag and pointed a finger, and a Wild Hunt knight suddenly rushed out from beside him. The thundering hoofbeats stirred up the strong wind and came straight towards Yeats!
Shilud put on an eagle helmet, her blood-red robes fluttering in the wind, and the rapier in her hand shot out a black beam. The hit Knight of the Wild Hunt suddenly tightened his horse, turned around, and rushed towards Shilud.
Spells, forced duel!
Hilud forced the Wild Hunt Knight to give up the attack on Yeats and duel with her. This spell was favored by the Black Knight, causing Hillud's armor to glow with black light, and she suddenly won the duel. Gain!
She jumped up from the horse and slashed with flowing sword skills. She slashed at the Wild Hunt Knight with her sword, but passed through the black mist-like body.
“Use elements to harm!” Yeats reminded, and then touched the snowy owl next to him, and the inspiration of "heroic spirit" poured into the snowy owl's body.
It was daytime, and the snowy owl suddenly widened its eyes and said sharply: "Gu!"
It flapped its wings and flew up, blowing out the biting cold wind, and condensed a rain cloud above the heads of the wild hunting knights. .
Hail and freezing rain suddenly fell with terrifying force, instantly disrupting the formation of the Wild Hunters.
Sora's pupils shrank.
Yeats's snowy owl has actually learned the third-ring spell!
Hilud fell back on the horse, tightened the reins, and used Frost Slash to attack the Wild Hunt Knight, instantly gaining the upper hand.
The commanding knight in Wild Hunt saw something was wrong and rushed towards Yeats himself.
A black wind enveloped his body, and Yeats felt intense fear in his heart, but he was not worried about the state of fear!
A bright white light lit up in the palm of his hand. Yeats pressed the white light into his chest and unleashed his "heroic spirit" on himself. While lifting his fearful state, he spoke evil words towards the commanding knight:
“Guan Er is the first to sell the goods!”
The command knight looked down and saw that the black horse under his crotch was gradually dissipating into black mist, which was a sign that the spirit body was on the verge of collapse.
The command knight took a deep look at Yeats, raised the flag high, and the strong wind blew by, and he and the other four Wild Hunt knights all disappeared.
It was quiet.
Yeats inspected everyone and counted the losses.
"It's good that no one was injured..." Yeats breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his empty palms, and his expression changed.
No, the book was snatched away by that black wind just now!
Are you all grabbing the pornographic books?
The sound in his ear made Yeats stunned on the spot.
"You have received the favor of the King of the Wild Hunt."
"You have learned new combat techniques."
"Combat Skill·Disarm: When you attack an enemy with a weapon and hit a hit, you can cause the target to drop the item it is holding."
Yeats: "..."
The King of the Wild Hunt, it seems It also looks very unseemly.
(End of this chapter)