The plains on the border of the Frostland.
Agata pulled the linen scarf around his neck and let out a cold breath.
The Demon Race, the Kingdom of Frost and the Kingdom of the Holy Religion have been fighting on this plain for an unknown number of years. Years and months of war have caused the plain to be full of messes. Just dig a little under the snow and you can dig it out. a corpse.
Therefore, it has also become a paradise visited by most "corpse thieves", of course, provided that these guys can escape the monsters inhabiting the plains and the orcs that haunt from time to time.
All these factors have made the Frost Plains very dangerous for Agata, a solo traveler. Maybe she has been lucky recently, and she has not encountered any monsters or thieves along the way.
"A little bit more?"
Agata came to a rotten tree, and she stretched out her hand to remove the snow that had piled up beside the tree, revealing a dead bone that was frozen in ice.
This withered bone was stabbed to death under the tree while maintaining a raised hand posture, probably because the action was too conspicuous. It was used as a road sign for the army, and was dubbed "Smiling John" by the soldiers of the Land of Frost. Na”.
"If I have a camera, I really want to take a group photo and post it on the caster forum."
Agata put down the backpack behind him, took out a glass of wine in the bag, and sat down with the "Johnner".
She opened the interface of her magic net... During the time she stayed in the demon world as a prisoner of war, Agata made many friends. One of the advantages was that she didn't know who gave her a leaf of the World Tree.
With the blessing of this leaf, she can establish a connection with the magic net wherever she is.
"I finally saw Mr. Johanner today. I almost got back to Frostfort. I miss my bed."
Agata opened his spellcaster's camp and left a sentence on it.
The function of the caster camp is not available to everyone. Agata has applied for a long time before he has his own "camp".
After setting up the camp, when Agata was a prisoner of war in the Demon Fortress, she updated her latest news every day. In short, she broadcasted her life as a prisoner of war by text.
Even the name of the Weave camp has been changed to "Agata who still wants to escape."
"What! The camp owner has escaped?" Respondent: Short touch wand.
"I was released a week ago, but I think life in the Demon Fortress seems to be very comfortable. You can eat enough and grow flowers." Replyer: Son of the Lake.
"It's true, but I still have to go home and see."
Agata replied to the message of the messager one by one under the camp. Her camp is not as hot as the flower of the Farosi, and a "good morning" can have thousands of replies.
Her camp has about 500 people around, most of them are curious about what life is like in the Demon Fortress.
Although some people are questioning the authenticity of Agata's story, most people still believe Agata's rumors.
"The last bit of dry food has been eaten, and it's time for me to hit the road."
Agata shook his sack, there was not much to drink in it.
The hunger in his stomach really made Agata miss the life in the Demon Fortress, at least not hungry.
Agata carried his backpack, but the interface of the magic net was not closed. No one chatted along the way, so Agata developed the habit of sending any ideas to the camp.
She continued to walk on the snow-covered plain, but she hadn't gone far... Agata saw what seemed to be a group of cavalry in the distance.
Agata squinted at the armor worn by the cavalry in the distance and the coat of arms on the horse's coat.
"I met our country's Border Patrol! Not sure yet...but I seem to have been spotted."
When Agata was editing the content of the magic net, the cavalry team seemed to have noticed Agata's voice. She could only raise her hand to indicate that she was here, and called out her name loudly.
"I am the fourth heir of the Patriarch of the Hoarfrost Deer Family, Agata Gurisf!" Agata shouted his name and surname loudly.
Just being a member of the Hoarfrost deer family was enough for the cavalry team to stop and confirm, and Agata was once a soldier in the fortress.
But the group of cavalrymen took out their longbows. At this moment, Agata realized that something was wrong. An ice-blue inscription appeared on her hand. When the arrow shot at her, Agata was in front of her. A barrier made of magic power emerged.
Resisting the first round of attacks, she immediately dropped the heavy package behind her and ran towards the tree behind her.
Agata hid behind the tree, but subconsciously looked at the reply on the caster's camp.
"Can you go back on horseback?" Respondent: Magic Rooster.
"Those guys are... disguised by ghouls, no... Impossible... ghouls can't be roaming this area, it's a bit strange there."
Relying on her excellent typing speed, Agata sent her thoughts to the caster's camp. She took this opportunity to look back at the group of cavalry, who once again aimed at Agata with long bows and shot arrows .
"I'm not an enemy! Don't you even give room for dialogue!" Agata shouted loudly to the cavalry.
But they didn't pay attention to Agata at all, and one of the cavalry's arrows had magic power attached to it, and instantly hit the "smiling Johanna" beside Agata.
The ice sculpture instantly shattered into debris under the attack of the magic arrow.
"Johanna is dead again!"
and many more! Now is not the time for camp news!
Agata waved his hand to close the interface of the magic net, and two cavalrymen had already rushed to his side, pulling out their sabres and slashing towards her.
She could only pull out the dagger behind her to resist the attack of one of them, but her body also lost her balance and fell on the snow.
Another cavalryman seized this opportunity and directly aimed at Agata with a bow. The arrow had already been shot, and it was too late for her to release the magic to resist.
Agata closed her eyes subconsciously, but after a few seconds, the expected pain did not appear on her body.
She tentatively opened her eyes, not knowing when a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
"?"
Agata stared at the figure standing in front of him, his left hand firmly holding the arrow that shot at Agata.
"Lord Nogus?" Agata said the name of the person in front of him in disbelief.
"As a creature like human beings, there is really no need for communication."
Noggs' hand broke the arrow with a slight force, and another cavalryman swung his saber from the other side and charged at Noggs again, but the next second Noggs waved the arrow he was holding in his left hand. long sword.
The thick snow was instantly drawn into a deep ravine by the sharp magic power. The cavalry between the ravine and the horse was directly divided into two, and blood splashed on the pure white snow. .
Agata watched this scene sluggishly. She didn't know how to describe her current mood. She could only instinctively open the caster camp, where several people were asking about Agata's current situation.
"I'm fine... I seem to have summoned the great prince of the Demon Race." Agata replied with some uncertainty.