"Seeing me here... is this also part of the 'future' you see?"
Dmitri looked at Ghirlandaio and said bluntly.
He took off the cigar, and as his deep and magnetic voice sounded, the smoke naturally floated out of his mouth: "Ghirlandaio... Your Excellency?"
Hear Dmitri's name.
Leona was suddenly startled and looked at Ghirlandaio in astonishment.
She is not one of those low-level commoners who doesn't know the extraordinary world.
Now she has reacted:
Being able to be called "Your Excellency" by Dmitri, plus the word "future" that has no beginning or end... and the silver ring that looks quite complicated, and was originally thought to be for decoration.
Could this be the great wizard of the prophet school?
"……oh?"
Hearing Dmitri call himself this, "Ghirlandaio" was obviously stunned for a moment.
But he did not reveal his identity directly.
Nor did he ask Dmitri how he knew about him.
Instead, he grinned with interest and showed a gentle and harmless smile: "I have never heard of you having the habit of smoking."
"Ah, I just got into it in recent years. It's not a good habit."
Dmitri replied casually.
He stared at Ghirlandaio and said slowly: "I still suggest that you say everything you need to say clearly.
"Since you can see the future, you should also know why I am here."
"It's not very clear."
Ghirlandaio replied with a smile.
——Bullshit.
Dmitri didn't believe the nonsense spoken by people of this prophetic school.
But he didn't dare to attack them at will.
Being able to see the future, they will never be troubled by any "accidents" or "trouble"... When they take the initiative to appear in front of others, either the arrangements have been made and it doesn't matter anymore; or they will take action against them.
, but will fall into their scheme.
Dmitri was a little annoyed.
He stood up and walked to the wine cabinet, took down a small barrel of good wine. He scattered the silver coins into the shallow groove where the wine was placed, and the number was consistent with the number marked on the barrel.
This kind of self-service tavern is a unique service building in winter.
It looks like an ordinary house, but it never closes the door, and the door is covered with a thick black animal skin curtain - and there is no one inside, only a counter full of wine, a lone lamp, and a bucket of free sauerkraut-like juice.
Wine, food, and a small round table.
Winter is very cold, so winter people like wine.
Even in the winter when crops cannot be grown, the Principality of Winter will purchase a large amount of wine and Noah's grain to make wine. There are people going to the tavern. After all, it is very lively and there are hot meals. But the people in the tavern
The price of wine is obviously much higher than the actual price... This is the money you earn from opening a store.
Therefore, some people will bring their own snacks and drinks, and find a cheap private pub to drink and chat with friends. Those who have no money will just eat some sauerkraut, and of course there are also those who just drink.
The owner of a private tavern usually operates multiple "stores" at the same time, and is usually responsible for replenishing supplies, while he usually has other jobs.
Because the people in Winter are worried that their boss will no longer be able to work or will lose too much money, so they don’t dare not spend money... If they have spare money on hand, they will give a little more. People in Winter are good-looking and are "wine thieves"
"In the cold winter, it is even a very dirty word. It has the combined meaning of being poor and uneducated, and the adults in the family are dead.
Of course, if there is really no money and the beggar is about to freeze to death... it is also allowed by people to go into the house and get some of the cheapest wine to warm up and stay alive.
After all, these days are not easy for everyone.
As the son of the Grand Duke, Dmitry naturally would not drink Bawang wine. But his character was not the kind of person who would give more money.
He poured himself a glass of crimson wine, glanced at Leona again, and poured her a glass. Then he poured a glass for Ghirlandaio without hesitation.
It's different from Leona's style of dragging Annan to drink endlessly.
Dmitri finished pouring the wine and didn't even drink it. Instead, he took another puff of his cigar.
His cigar didn't burn long enough before he took another puff, so it seemed a little bitter.
But this bitterness made him feel more energetic.
...Forget it, there's nothing to hide.
"You should have seen the convoy yesterday. The convoy transporting the frost beasts."
After receiving a positive reply from Girandaio, Demetrius continued in a low voice: "Logically speaking, they are just passing through here. This morning, they should set off to Frostwhisper Province."
Dmitri slowly blew out the smoke.
He glanced at Leona.
"But this morning, they discovered that they had lost a very important frost beast. It is said that the frost beast is also in this city now... I was near the Razor Collar, so I rushed over immediately."
"A frost beast...isn't it appropriate for His Highness Dmitry to find it in person?"
"A very dangerous type?"
The first thing that "Ghirlandaio" thought of was the wolf that belonged to Doreen.
But it’s not just once or twice that Doreen has been a thief of souls. Ordinarily she shouldn’t be.
Moreover, it is just a frost beast...
Frost beasts are not rare in winter and can be found everywhere in the wild. However, they must undergo preliminary domestication by the Winter family before they can obtain a "trained frost beast".
What is precious is the tamed frost beast.
Frost beasts that are uncontrollable and attack other creatures at will may only be able to sell their fur and blood for some money. Those are not particularly valuable things... They are just natural disasters.
Even a lone frost beast is roughly equivalent to the level of deterrence of Noah's brown bear for hunters - anyway, it will be killed if it gets close, and its defense power is quite high, so there is not much difference.
Considering that the small-sized frost beast is more flexible, the threat level is actually higher.
"It would be nice if it was just an ordinary frost beast... Whether it is a rabbit, a fox, or even a crow-shaped frost beast, I have seen them all."
Dmitri glanced at Ghirlandaio and explained patiently:
"You should also know what the nature of the frost beast is."
"It must be the beast that absorbed the curse from the old grandmother's dragon breath."
Ghirlandaio nodded.
This is no secret.
Essentially, the "Heart of Winter" and the power that causes frost beasts to mutate, as well as the frost beast's ability to absorb the emotions of creatures, are multiple different manifestations of the same type of power.
"That's the problem."
Dmitri said slowly: "Human... is also an animal."
Hearing this, Ghirlandaio was startled.
His pupils shrank slightly.
Noticing this detail, Dmitri suddenly felt a lot more at ease - he didn't expect that you, the blabbering prophets, also have things you don't know!
"To be precise, it's a werewolf.
"When she turned into a wolf, she was attacked and comatose in the wild. After waking up, she found that she had turned into a frost beast. But the problem is..."
Dmitri said slowly: "After she transformed back into human form, she still possesses all the special abilities of the frost beast. At the same time, she also regained her own rationality. Her name is 'Soufflé', and she is currently the only humanoid frost beast.
...Do you understand? Her meaning.
"The main task of this convoy is to escort her to Frost Whisper Province. But just this morning, the leader of the convoy told me... that he lost the soufflé.
"So, Lord Ghirlandaio, please tell me, when did you arrive at Razor Ridge? When are you going to leave? What are you planning to do when you come here?"
The man was biting his cigar, his voice was a little muffled, his right arm stretched out from under his coat, he held the wine glass and raised it high to Ghirlandaio, and at the same time asked in a low voice: "Can you answer my question?
brother?"
Ghirlandaio was startled when he heard this.
He chuckled.
He also picked up the wine glass and clinked it gently with Dmitri.
"Why not...my brother."
Ghirlandaio narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile.