At the outermost edge, sharp-eyed tribal warriors let out a loud roar, and then a dozen strong men holding stone spears quickly rushed forward.
The traveler wearing a hood stopped and put down his hood, revealing a ferocious blue-purple face.
Some tribal warriors noticed that strangers had strange symbols and stripes on their faces, and the mere sight of them made people feel physically uncomfortable.
"Who are you! What are you doing here?"
The traveler knew that if he dared to show a hint of hostility, the dozen men in front of him would thrust their spears into his body without hesitation, so he slowed down his movements as much as possible to avoid misunderstanding, which would lead to this
The village was destroyed.
"My name is Ryze, and I am a wandering mage who has been exploring his own magical path."
Slowly showing the empty food sacks to the tribe warriors surrounding him, and responding to the nervous crowd in Freljord, Ryze felt helpless.
"As you can see, I have eaten all the food. I came to the village just to ask for some food. I have no ill intentions."
Naturally, he will not tell his true intentions. It is true that the wandering mage has no food.
"You mean, you are a mage? The kind that can throw fireballs from your hands."
The tall northern man at the head waved his hand, signaling to the tribesmen to calm down.
"Yes, if pure magical energy can be considered a fireball."
After taking another look at the blue-purple-skinned wandering mage, the tall man asked again.
"What's going on with your skin? Why does it look like this?"
He has already explained it countless times, but Ruiz is still patient.
He is always very patient with most creatures in this world, unless the creature has something evil that does not belong to him.
"This is the price of studying magic."
Pointing to his blue-purple arm, Ryze smiled, very friendly.
"I took a wrong turn and accidentally ended up like this. That's why I chose to cover my body under a cloak and hood as much as possible."
Pulling on his fur cloak, Ryze pointed at the curious tribal child in the distance, appearing very sincere.
"It's best not to scare others, especially children, who are very afraid of this."
Seeing the scary blue-skinned man pointing at him, the little boy ran away quickly with a look of horror on his face.
Witnessing this scene, Ryze sighed.
It seemed that he was moved by Ryze's sincere and harmless attitude. After thinking for a while, the tall man put away his weapon and signaled the tribesmen to put down their hostility.
"My name is Inkosad, and I am the village chief of Nerzayag. The villagers here are all Freljords who are unwilling to submit to the rule of the three major tribes. We have formed a new village and live here together.
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"Hello, Chief Inkossade, thank you very much for allowing me to enter the village."
Knowing that the powerful tribes in the Freljord were all headed by the War Mother, Ryze was a little curious about this small village that dared to resist the three major tribes.
There is no village or shop here, so no wonder we chose to build the village here...
"It's not without purpose that I let you enter the village."
Adhering to the Freljord's straightforward way of speaking, Inkosad took Ryze back to his wooden house.
With the roaring fire, the temperature is much warmer.
Ruiz understood that this was a good place to talk business.
"We don't have much food, so we can't give it to you for free. You should understand how precious things that can be put into the stomach without killing people are in Freljord."
Nodding, the wandering mage said nothing.
Food and cold are the biggest obstacles restricting the development and growth of the Freljord people. The too barren and harsh environment caused many Freljord people to die at the moment they were born in the world. There are even many tribes that ban people in order to control the population.
If you are caught engaging in reproductive behavior within the tribe, you will be killed directly.
Cowards, disabled people, the elderly, and the incompetent cannot survive in the Freljord.
This is a place where the dead are crying every moment. The only ones who cannot cry are the living because their tears have long been frozen. In this land where everything is frozen, there is only the hot and hard heart in the chest.
There is also temperature.
This also leads to the fact that the people of Freljord are straight-tempered.
"But I happen to have an errand for you here. If you can do it, I can fill your bag with bread."
Knowing that the errand would never be easy, Ryze did not refuse directly, but asked.
"Tell me first. If it's beyond my capabilities, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
"It will not exceed your ability, provided that you are indeed a mage and not a weirdo who dyes his skin blue-purple."
Inksad sighed and said slowly.
"Just south of the village, there are three wheat fields of ours. Everything was going well, but it's almost the harvest season. Alas!"
"Are you in trouble?"
"Yes, just three days ago, a group of adult trolls suddenly came to the north of the Tiesha Mountains. There were about seven or eight of them. They drove the northern yaks to graze on the farmland. They not only ruined the farmland, but also destroyed it.
Three people in our village have already died at the hands of those trolls when they attacked the farmers on the wheat fields."
"So you want me to banish the trolls?"
"I'd rather you kill them, if you can, so that those stinking idiots won't show up on our farmland again and trample the crops with their disgusting toes after you're gone."
Rubbing his chin noncommittally, Ryze didn't respond.
"We don't have much food left. If we give you extra food, people in the village will starve to death..."
After hesitating for a moment, Inksad also made a compromise.
"If...if you can kill all those trolls, I will give you an extra bag of food, as long as you can kill those trolls."
"I can't guarantee that I can kill them all. I can only try my best to expel them."
After thinking for a moment, Ruiz put forward his own conditions.
A look of disappointment flashed across his face, and Inkosad thought for a while and added something.
"If my warriors fight with you, how far can you go?"
Not wanting to casually agree to a request involving unprovoked killings and grudges, Rizmo answered ambiguously.
"It depends on the situation..."
Before setting off, Ryze replenished some drinking water, and then released his magical energy under the arrangement of Inkosad. Looking at the easily broken rocks, Inkosad and the twelve tribal warriors agreed with the wandering
The strength of the mage also gave him a little more confidence in this operation to expel the trolls.
After everything was arranged, and they brought two days' worth of food, a group of thirteen people started walking towards the south.
