Walking out of the deep and dark northern city gate, "Peter Greer" who was riding a horse subconsciously shuddered and casually tightened the fur cloak on his shoulders.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but even though there is only a city wall between them, there seems to be a season difference between the inside and outside of the pass.
It's already warm sunshine in early spring here in the empire, but the snowfield is still cool with the north wind.
For His Majesty the Acting Emperor's crusade against the demi-human puppet country this time, "Peter Greer" has no pressure at all. The five thousand adventurers behind him are all carefully selected strong men from the "Agbachi Warrior Guild", even if they are against
The same number of regular armies in the world are capable of fighting, let alone those demi-human barbarians who don't even understand the rudimentary art of military formation.
The only regret is that his beloved lover "Luvelia" did not come with him this time, so that he could not let the other party see his heroic appearance in killing those demi-human barbarians on the battlefield.
"Obviously this expedition is the best chance to capture "Lvelilia", but that damn daughter-controlling old man didn't even give me a chance to be alone with "Lvelilia"..."
When thinking of the gloomy zombie face of the guild leader "Arbatos", "Peter Greer" felt like he was about to shed tears of blood.
Do you dare to imagine that these days there are still fathers telling their daughters that the baby was delivered to the cabbage patch by a stork sent by the gods after the husband and wife prayed sincerely?
The most important thing is that between the father and daughter, one really dares to say it, and the other really dares to believe it.
After dating for several years, he and "Luvelia" only progressed to the point of holding hands. If he wanted to go any further, "Luvelia" would lead him to the cabbage field to wait for the stork.
Aren't storks supposed to live by the water? Which stork would fly to the cabbage patch when it's full? It's okay if the damn old man doesn't teach correct physiological common sense. He doesn't even teach correct biological common sense.
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A well-known bard on the mainland once said that youth is a runaway spirit - the valley is empty.
"Peter Greer's" family martial arts skills are extremely strong. Every time he finishes training, he will accumulate a lot of internal energy. He can no longer fully vent this excess energy through martial arts competitions and hunting monsters.
I felt like I was about to be pushed to the edge of a mental breakdown.
It is no exaggeration to say that now that he looks at his roommate "Tim Robinson" with his curly eyebrows and mustache, he feels that he has a pretty face.
Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor has already spoken this time, and when he returns from the snowy field, he will personally solemnize the wedding for him and "Luvelia"! This is the marriage witnessed by His Majesty the Emperor himself, the daughter of the guild leader "Albatos"
You don’t dare to cause trouble at the wedding venue anymore, right?
When he thought that it wouldn't be long before he could enter the adult world hand in hand with "Luvelia", before his eyes he seemed to see a happy elephant playing freely and spraying water in the pond, and his whole body was full of energy.
God is different.
"Guys! Hurry up! Finish this battle as soon as possible. When we return to the imperial capital, I'll treat you all to a drink!"
"Ho ho ho!"
The long queue of adventurers behind them let out loud cheers.
The long-distance march of nearly half a month has not weakened the morale of the "Agbachi Warriors Guild" at all. On the contrary, the fighting spirit has become even higher. No one thinks that they will lose this war against the demihuman barbarians in the northern snowfield.
The expedition was nothing more than a grand armed parade.
Two war horses caught up from behind and walked side by side with "Peter Greer's" white horse.
The two beautiful girls on horseback, one large and one small, have pink skin that is different from humans and double horns on their foreheads. They are the ghost sisters "Lisa Alpacas" and "Meimei Al" who joined the guild a few months ago.
Pacas".
"Meimei", the ghost girl with silver twin tails, greeted "Peter" as straightforwardly and enthusiastically as ever: "Senior Peter seems to be in a good mood today? Can you agree to my unkind invitation?"
Although the status of the demi-human race on the mainland is not high, warriors are not as particular as nobles. As long as they are strong enough, they can be respected. Therefore, "Peter Greer" is very concerned about this pair of ghosts who have reached the top ten of the guild by their own ability.
There is no discrimination among ethnic sisters.
"Although I don't quite understand, I'm in a good mood today. If you have anything to say, just ask!" "Peter Greer" patted his chest and took care of everything, looking like a reliable big brother of a labor union senior.
"Thank you so much!" "Meimei" was so happy that her eyes narrowed into two slits, "Then please give us your seed, senior!"
"So I just asked for seeds. I didn't ask...wait? What seeds? I didn't grow flowers?" "Peter Greer" scratched his head in confusion.
"It's not the flower seeds, I'm talking about the seeds."
"Meimei" made a lifelike hand shadow of an elephant, and then blinked her big innocent eyes in anticipation.
"Keep your voice down!" "Peter Greer" nervously made a silent gesture. He was about to get married, and he didn't want any scandal to spread out of nowhere at this time, "Meimei, you
Do you know what you are talking about? Although it is true that you are easily attracted to outstanding men like me at your age, but as a girl, you must learn to be reserved and self-respecting!"
"Senior, what are you talking about?" "Meimei" still had that innocent expression that didn't understand the world. She smiled and said with two tiger teeth: "Our ghost tribe has always given the reproduction of powerful offspring as the first priority. Senior is now the most powerful person on the earth."
Strong men, my sister and I have decided to bring your powerful genes back to our tribe, senior."
"What? There's another one?"
"Peter Greer" subconsciously turned his head to look at the ghost sister "Lisa Alpacas" who had waist-length silver hair and was full of elegant royal sister style. The latter gave him a meaningful reply.
Enchanting smile.
"Peter Greer" felt his whole body stiffen instantly.
Elephant! The elephant is screaming in pain!
"Senior Peter! What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay! Leave me alone...just take a rest and it'll be fine."
"Peter Greer" lay on the horse with a painful abdominal pain, and his eyes silently shed tears of shame.
If that damn daughter hadn't given the old man a chance to control him, how could he, the strongest warrior in the guild, be like this...
"Huh? What is that? A shooting star?"
"Meimei" suddenly pointed curiously at a line of fire rising on the horizon ahead.
"Peter Greer" raised his head and glanced, and his heart immediately sounded alarm.
"Be careful! It's the enemy's magic! Those snowfield barbarians are coming!"
Although the members of the Yagbachi Warrior Guild have not received battle formation training, they are very good at small-scale teamwork.
After receiving the early warning from "Peter Greer", the marching members immediately looked for familiar partners nearby to form a combat team ranging from a few to more than a dozen people. Elements of different colors were erected by legal professions.
The shield closely protects all team members.
Please vote, there is another chapter tonight... Yesterday's easter egg AI passed the review, but the manual review was shot. Obviously nothing was missed, do I have to blame even the readers' imagination? This reminds me of the time when a certain
Domestic comics websites are looking for chief writers, and one of them is "Be able to draw Nako that readers like without breaking the rules." It's really like fighting against the enemy with tied hands and feet, and complaining that the other party's cultural output is too strong...