Chapter 245: Ice Fang

The basalt mountain body looked like a raw iron ingot split by a giant axe, with dark green ferns gushing out from every crack, and the edges of the drooping leaves shimmering with serrated silver light.

A clear stream wound its way out of the valley, adding a bit of gentleness and tenderness to the entire upright valley!

The pack horses buried their heads in the fluorescent moss between the stone crevices as soon as they unloaded their saddles, and old Kalomu stomped his feet to drive away the rock sheep trying to lick the iron pot.

Three cooks set up a copper cauldron on the iron ore platform washed out by the stream, and the dried meat and wild onions stretched into golden-brown silk in the boiling stream water.

Konrad noticed that Nie Yingying always had her back to the cooking smoke—her onion-white fingers made her nails look even more blood-red and dripping.

The young noble had just broken off a piece of rye bread when he heard the sound of iron scraping from behind the cargo pile.

Three guards with coal-dusted faces were stringing their crossbows. They deliberately chose a downwind position, letting the click of the crossbow gear be drowned out by the bubbling sound of the boiling soup pot.

On the tin tray brought by old Kalomu, the roasted rock mushrooms were arranged in the shape of a sentry distribution map, and the outermost mushroom caps were even roasted with slight scorch marks.

The caravan's lunch naturally couldn't be compared to the exquisite meals in the manor, but Konrad's dream was to be a Traveler—well, he was also considering being a Druid, so he didn't care too much about the quality of the meal, as long as it wasn't too bad.

Konrad cared more about the caravan itinerary and mode he hadn't seen before. He felt that this was a bit like traveling, traveling with a large group of subordinates and cargo.

Anyway, he would become a Druid apprentice when he arrived at Longfang City-State, so he would just treat this journey as the travel in his dreams.

"Big Brother, why do you keep holding this umbrella?"

Looking at Xie Yaoyao next to him, who was drinking a bowl of mushroom soup with a loud slurping sound, Konrad wanted to see what was so different about this little red umbrella.

But Xie Yaoyao grabbed his hand just as he had extended it halfway.

"Annie doesn't like others touching her!"

Xie Yaoyao looked at Konrad with a stiff face, only the soup stains around his mouth ruined his serious image.

A noble with upbringing naturally couldn't argue with a fool. Although Konrad was not old, he was clearly a qualified gentleman.

"So her name is Annie, is she your friend?"

But at this moment, Xie Yaoyao ignored him and instead stood up with a serious face and looked toward the valley.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Yaoyao raised his finger and pointed toward the valley without making a sound. Instead, Nie Yingying, who had just finished a blood magic practice on the side, seemed to hear something too.

"Hehe, guests have arrived!"

As soon as Nie Yingying finished speaking, the caravan guards put down their tableware one after another, those with swords took their swords, those with shields raised their shields, and three guards picked up the crossbows that had already been strung and quickly looked for cover.

The caravan's workers and grooms were all veterans, and they all consciously found cover and gathered together, without anyone panicking.

Sure enough, a minute later, a person rushed out from the shadows of the valley, running naked while shouting loudly: "They're coming, they're coming!"

"It's that bandit leader who escaped! He really went to tip them off... Why is he naked?"

The old manager immediately remembered Hanfulei's words before he left.

Did he really go to take a bath? Not to tip them off?

"Whoosh!"

A crossbow bolt flew out.

"Bastard! No attacking!"

The caravan guard leader naturally thought that someone who didn't tip them off wouldn't run back naked.

Fortunately, as a former bandit leader, Hanfulei still had some skills. He saw him dodge the crossbow bolt with a lazy donkey roll and ran into the camp.

"Miss Nie, it's 'Ice Fang' Olaf, he..."

Before Hanfulei finished speaking, a wolf howl accompanied by the sound of "rumbling" hoofbeats came from the valley.

Nie Yingying snorted coldly, not getting angry for the sake of this guy knowing to come back and report.

"If I see that thing of yours again, I'll cut it off for you!"

After speaking, she lifted her leg and walked toward the valley, soon arriving in front of the camp.

The wolf pack flanked the horse team to the edge of the camp, and the bandits rode directly around the tent group. The chaotic hoofbeats kicked up bursts of dust and grass clippings, and whistles and obscenities splashed between the horseshoes.

Although the caravan guards were also veterans, they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when facing bandits of this scale. Everyone's eyes looked hopefully at the beautiful figure in front of the camp.

The bandits naturally saw Nie Yingying, who was young, beautiful, and fearless, but there was naturally no good word in their mouths.

"Hahaha, is this offering a beauty because they know they can't escape? Boss, you're in luck! I think this chick..."

With a soft "puchi" sound drowned out by the galloping hoofbeats, the bandit minion who spoke was pierced through the throat by a feather throwing knife before he could finish speaking. The corpse fell from the horse's back and was trampled by the horses behind that couldn't avoid it, splashing blood everywhere.

Seeing this scene, the bandit leader Olaf's rough face turned livid, and he reached out his fist and held it high.

The noisy horse team stopped immediately, just surrounding the camp and staring fiercely at the calm Nie Yingying, but no one spoke again, showing Olaf's absolute control over the bandits.

The bandit leader, riding a tall and majestic giant wolf, slowly walked out of the horse team.

Waving his hand, the wolf pack under his command immediately swallowed the bandit corpse that had died. This cruel scene made the caravan people in the camp terrified, especially little Konrad, who had never experienced such a thing.

"Sure enough... sure enough, they are the most brutal bandits, even the corpses of their own people are... Ugh!!!"

But such a scene could no longer cause the slightest psychological fluctuation in Nie Yingying, a veteran Traveler.

"I was wondering why I smelled a stench from far away; it turns out it was wild dogs coming to forage!" If you rank the worst relationships among all dark creatures, the vampire and werewolf pair wouldn't necessarily make the top of the list, but they would definitely be in the top three.

【Werewolf】! Red bloodline entry! Some people say that werewolves can't actually be considered intelligent creatures, at least not completely intelligent creatures! Then he was torn into pieces!

【Frost Wolf Cavalry】! Purple profession entry! You can't become a wolf cavalry just because you are a werewolf. First, you must have an Iron-Spined Frost Wolf with a pure bloodline. Secondly, you must first be a qualified "Ice Fang Scout" or "Frost Claw Sentry." Finally, you sign a soul contract with that beautiful Iron-Spined Frost Wolf of yours, and then congratulations, you have become a powerful "Frost Wolf Cavalry"! Oh, I sincerely hope it's a beautiful female wolf!

【Blood Frost Totem】! Green entry! The soul contract can make both sides obtain part of the other's bloodline power, and the combination of werewolf and frost wolf is undoubtedly an excellent complement!

【Ice Resistance】! Green entry! The son of the north wind who has been baptized by the blizzard will not fear the power of the cold. Let's go skinny dipping happily together! ===== CHAPTER 246 =====