Not knowing what happened last night, Grace stretched out and looked at the 'free' Lester in surprise as he hugged the old man with a troubled face and talked about something. The two looked intimate.
Look.
"Qiuzi, isn't this Grace coming out? Go hunt a hare for me, I'm hungry."
After hearing Lester's instructions, the old man's face became very ugly. Grace thought that the old man would refuse, but she saw that the old man gritted his teeth and agreed, turned around and left the snow-covered cave entrance, with a stubborn back.
He was desolate, with a forbearing and unwilling appearance.
Catherine, who had just walked out, stared blankly at the scene in front of her, her brain shut down, and she blurted out.
"What happened??"
Grace looked at Lester, who shrugged. Then Grace looked at Catherine. Grace's eyes widened and she shook her head vigorously.
"I don't know either, but it's better for the relationship between the two of them to get better than to get worse."
Hearing Grace say this, Catherine couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Indeed, this relationship is so good that it's going to die. I'm really afraid that the two of us won't be able to finish this last journey..."
For experienced iceborn warlocks and wardens, hunting in the Freljord is as easy as a blind man touching his wife on the bed. In less than ten minutes, Church carried three snow rabbits back to the cave.
Inside.
"I come……"
Before Grace finished speaking, Lester took the lead.
"Qiuzi, you are the best at barbecue, so I'll leave the hare to you."
After bleeding, skinning and removing the internal organs, Old Church's movements were surprisingly skillful, but his eyes were fixed on Lester, as if the dead rabbit in his hands was someone else.
After a simple breakfast, the four of them continued on their way, but the atmosphere was still weird. They kept observing Lester and Church. Grace and Catherine still didn't understand what happened last night to make them originally hostile to Lester.
Old Church became inferior to others, looking unwilling but unable to refuse. Fortunately, the two women also knew that now was not the time to get to the bottom of things.
Soon, the four people who climbed over the last mountain saw the Ice Fortress a few kilometers away.
From a distance, it looks like a lonely and steep tomb, or a solemn ice throne, with sword-like ice peaks piercing the sky.
Hundred-meter-high icebergs guard the entrance to the fortress on three sides. The overall architectural style is a square and towering overlapping upper and lower structure, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, with edges and corners. The square black stone tablet is connected with black chains. Under the black chains
Hanging is the sword-shaped broad-edged cast iron that symbolizes power in the Freljord. The cast iron swings in the wind, like the Sword of Damocles hanging in the sky, and the sound of wind mixed with the sound of metal can be heard in the distance.
The ancient black stone steps go up all the way under the surveillance of the statues of the Freljord Frostguard Guardians on both sides. On both sides of the cold and hard steps are black rocks blocked by iron chains and black stone railings. The outside of the black rocks is cast with layers of
A stepped fortress from low to high. The ejection port of the fortress is facing the stone steps and the outside of the fortress. This allows the soldiers in the black rock fortress to easily send projectile weapons into the bodies of enemies who want to pass through the lonely stone steps. In addition, the fortress
With the trebuchet and ice-perfect cannon vaguely visible at the top, even Lester was not sure that he could lead the soldiers of the Emerald Territory to capture the Frostguard Fortress.
From a distance, the entire Frost Guard Fortress is a solemn and solemn military fortress, with a structure and defense function no less than that of the Immortal Fortress. Without enough extraordinary power, it is simply impossible to forcibly invade the Frost Guard Fortress from the outside. He
It is even suspected that the Frost Guard Fortress itself is protected by a magic circle, and the fortress is full of hedgehogs from the inside out.
Taking the Frostguard Fortress into his eyes, Lester took a deep breath. He probably understood what kind of pressure the Void Watchers suppressed under the Howling Abyss had brought to Lissandra. If the Frostguard Fortress hadn't come from
At the hands of Ornn, Lissandra must have paid a high price for the fortress.
If he guessed correctly, those staggered stepped fortresses were not only for the outside, but the arrow holes and turrets could also be aimed at the inside.
Once the void creatures really escape from the Howling Abyss, they can only invade the material realm from the core of the Frostguard Fortress. The Butcher's Bridge and the Howling Abyss are the first line of defense, while the Frostguard Fortress is the last line of defense.
If the Frostguard Fortress cannot be defended, then the Freljord will become the second Icathia.
"This is the Frostguard Fortress. How about it? It's very magnificent, isn't it?"
Grace smiled proudly, she was very satisfied with Lester's shocked expression, but she didn't know that the man was feeling pressured by the void he had never met before.
"How should I put it? From a distance, it does have a military beauty."
"Strange description."
"Wurua~wuwu~rua~"
A strange voice came from behind. Judging only from the ups and downs of the tone, Lester could imagine some amazing and adorable creature.
Lester turned around, and saw a plush ball the size of a basketball swaying the small horns on its head, looking at him with wide-open black eyes curiously.
"Poro?"
"Woo~rua~~"
As if aware of the man's kindness, the snow-white Poro swayed his body and walked over step by step, jumped into Lester's arms without warning, narrowed his eyes, cupped Lester's chest, and used his pink lips.
The big tongue licked the back of Lester's hand.
Poro's little body was warm, just like his body. His tongue and mouth didn't have any odor, but were as warm and cool as ice jade.
Noticing the surprised looks from Grace and Catherine, Lester shrugged.
"It seems I'm quite popular."
Touching the pink heart-shaped pattern on Poro's lower abdomen, and looking at the two wings that looked like angel wings, Lester immediately fell in love with the little thing in his arms. It's not just someone who likes having this thing tattooed on his lower abdomen.
guy.
"What does Poro like to eat? Can I find something to feed it?"
"The Poro Messenger will make Poro snacks specifically for Poro. Poro snacks are Poro's favorite food. It is said that the ingredients for Poro snacks can only be collected in certain special places. However, there are also some encounters in daily life.
People who come to Poro like to feed them some personally made biscuits or bread...uh, uh, well, Lester, Poro doesn't seem to eat...meat...uh."
Taking out Church's bag with a dark face, and under Grace's blank gaze, Lester took out a piece of rabbit meat that was not broken yet and stuffed it into Poro's unprepared mouth.
"Is it tasty?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Poro seemed to be stunned for a moment. After retracting his big tongue, he closed his mouth and chewed hard. The little thing closed his black eyes and swallowed hard. Knowing that Poro needed help now, Lester picked up Poro's little horn and exerted force.
Bumped downward.
With a sound of "Gudong", Poro finally swallowed the piece of meat, opened his eyes again and let out a happy laugh.
"a~"
Lester smiled.
"It seems that the little guy still likes to eat meat."
"Well……"
Grace, who raised Erkan's hand, wanted to say something, but opened her mouth but didn't know what she should do. She was a little confused for a moment.
If she remembered correctly, Poro seemed to spit out meat,
Could it be that she remembered it wrong?
"This Poro should be special, and this is the only explanation."
Catherine gave her own judgment to prevent Grace from continuing to doubt life and fear that something messy would appear again.
"Okay, it's time for us to hit the road."
Tightening his bags angrily, Church reminded him with a dark face.
"Don't forget that Poro is always being monitored by the Poro Master. Hmm, if you don't want to cause trouble, it's best to put him down."
"no problem."
Lester directly placed the Poro on his head. The Poro's little feet easily grabbed Lester's long hair and sat down.
