After being prisoners in the ice cave under Rakstark Sanctuary for more than ten years, and being prisoners on the Freljord Icefield for more than a year, the four of them finally successfully crossed over in the early spring of the next year.
Most of the Freljord Icefield has returned to the outskirts of the Frostguard Fortress in the far north.
Lester never thought that the first time he came to Frostguard Fortress was as a prisoner. It seemed that his luck had become worse since he started fighting against the Mother of Masks. If there was a chance, he wouldn't mind
Plucking out all the soul feathers of the Void Spirit Evil Owl, and turning the Void Spirit Evil Owl into a big grilled bird, in return for the good start that the Void Spirit Evil Owl made.
Fortunately, after getting used to being a prisoner, Lester didn't think there was anything wrong with being a prisoner. Especially since a girl from Freljord had a good impression of him, Lester could still enjoy it with his hands tied.
To the girl's feeding and tenderness.
It was the only thing that made him feel warm in the cold Freljord.
"Climb another hill and you will arrive at Frostguard Fortress. Lester, you will be surprised when you see Frostguard Fortress for the first time. Frostguard Fortress is a majestic and magnificent thing that people from the south can never imagine. Legend has it that,
It is a frozen palace built by the God of Forging himself, and its core foundation is made of perfect ice, making it indestructible."
Grace, who was sitting by the fire, put the roasted rabbit leg in her hand into Lester's mouth, patiently waiting for the man to chew it and swallow it, and then gave him a mouthful of boiling river water in the kettle. She didn't know that she was
What kind of feelings do she have for men? She just likes the atmosphere of being with men and listening to all kinds of stories from men. This is something she has never experienced in her previous life.
It's a pity that until now, the man has not really revealed his identity. He just said that he was a prisoner. Such unabashed concealment made Grace a little disappointed.
"Speaking of the Frostguard Fortress... Grace, are there any Poros around here? Speaking of which, I have never seen such a little thing. I heard that the Frostguard clan of Freljord is very careful about it."
After a year of practical application, although he is still unable to write at will, Lester's Freljordian spoken language has reached the point of mastering it proficiently.
Seriously speaking, the Freljord language family is actually different from the Valoran language family. The Freljord language family is an older hieroglyphic language than Valoran. There are still very few Freljord people.
Using the troublesome and useless ancient Freljord writing, apart from the Recorder who needs knowledge of writing and the Frostguard Mage who studies ancient magic, most Freljordians are more concerned about whether they will be hungry tonight or not.
Frozen to death, rather than something like a ghost drawing. Fortunately, Grace is an iceborn warlock who has mastered the Freljord hieroglyphics, and Lester also took the opportunity to learn a lot.
Moreover, the accents of different Freljord tribes are far more difficult to identify than Noxian and Demacian. In addition, Freljord itself has a relatively barbaric pronunciation method. From this point of view,
It is not difficult to understand why the Freljordians like to fight and fight among themselves.
Anyone who interprets "lend me a use" as "fuck you" will probably have to wave a brick to hit the visitor twice.
"Poro, there are indeed a lot of them around here."
Grace threw away the bones that Lester had eaten and fed Lester a sip of water. Lester felt like a baby with a kind mother Grace.
He thought about it and found that he didn't hate this feeling of being cared for.
"The Lady Witch said that Poro is the earth spirit of Freljord. No one can harm Poro. Naturally, Poro is not allowed to be sold as goods by others. Every Poro that spreads to other places will be
He was recovered by the Iceborn Warlock, and Poros can only be found near the Frostguard Fortress. In fact, in the Frostguard Fortress, there are dedicated people responsible for protecting the safety of Poros. It is very difficult for Poros to leave Freljord.
.
For a period of time before this, once it was discovered that someone wanted to take away a Poro or harm a Poro, the Frost Guard had the power to arrest and imprison him. Unfortunately, many Frost Guards later used Poro as an excuse to harm the Poro.
In order to rob others and extort their property, the witch first executed the Frost Guards who oppressed the ordinary tribesmen, and then deliberately selected some people from the Iceborn to make various magic marks on Poro's body. With the magic marks, Poro
Once hurt, the Iceborn Warlock can capture it and punish the person who hurt the Poro reasonably. This way, the Poro will not be harmed and bullied, and some innocent people will not be bullied because of the Poro. So this method
It continues to this day.
We internally call the mages who guard Poros [Poro Envoys]. It is worth mentioning that the Poros raised by each Poro Envoy seem to be different..."
Catherine walked out of the abandoned tent, glanced at the two people chatting animatedly in front of the fire, and recalled Church secretly playing with the purple light in the void crystal eye. She couldn't help but sigh. If she hadn't known Grace's nature, she would have
They even wonder if the man named Lester will trick Grace into letting her go secretly.
No matter how you look at it, this team looks like it's going to be doomed. Fortunately, this journey is about to end. As long as you survive tomorrow, you can return to Frostguard Fortress. With this achievement, you can certainly apply to become a
The safest Poro envoy, away from the dangerous missions of the Watcher's Gathering.
As if thinking about her 'retirement life', Catherine's expression relaxed a little, but accidents always come faster than expected. In the blink of an eye, a terrible cold wave sweeping the world mixed with snowflakes came from the northeast.
The camp came, the fire was extinguished, and visibility suddenly decreased.
"...the storm...the wind...the snow...is...coming...! We...we...must...go...into the mountains...and hide in...the cave...come...with...me..."
The violent sound of the wind almost completely drowned out the roar of the old mage. Catherine nodded with difficulty in the strong wind, quickly ran back to the tent that was about to be broken, picked up her luggage and rushed out.
Grace was also caught off guard by the sudden and terrifying changes in the sky. Fortunately, she always knew that when she was at a loss, she should just follow the wise man. As for Lester, he did not have the freedom to act independently at all and could only
Grace pulled the rope and followed the old mage, protected by Grace's magic shield.
The starry sky seemed to be swallowed up by darkness, and the screams of the wind and snow became louder and louder until nothing could be heard. Except for the light emitted by the crystal staff crystal in the iceborn warlock's hand, everything in front of him was invisible. dark and snowy,
The movements of the four of them were not too slow. After turning on the magic shield, their walking speed accelerated a lot. Following Old Church, who was familiar with the terrain, they climbed up the mountain and finally walked into the mountain before the blizzard became bigger. Inside the cave.
In just ten minutes, everyone's physical energy and power reserves were exhausted. On the contrary, Lester looked the most relaxed. He frowned, guessing that this sudden snowstorm might be worse than imagined. The middle one is much more troublesome.
Using frost magic to block the only entrance to the cave, Old Church sat on the ground tiredly, gathered some scattered firewood in the cave, and lit the fire.
The small fire dissipated the cold and darkness, making the cave a little warmer.
