Open a dungeon in Konoha

Chapter 191 The Turbulent Allard
"Ice Dragon Scassa is dead!?"

The head of the Bantu tribe, Buwanga, raised his head abruptly, his resolute face was full of astonishment, and just now he felt the ice dragon breath remaining on the Wannian Snow Mountain began to dissipate.

Normally, even if the ice dragon is not in the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain, the remaining breath in the Skasa's lair will not disappear.

But now Buvanga can clearly feel that the breath of the ice dragon is dissipating. There is only one situation that can cause such an effect, and that is the death of the ice dragon Skasa.

"What! Brother, are you sure?"

Olka looked at Bwanga in disbelief. The ice dragon Skasa was like a shadow over the Bantu people. Many family members of the Bantu people died in the hands of the ice dragon.

It can be said that the ice dragon is the number one enemy of the Bantu tribe. If the ice dragon is really dead, it will be great news for the Bantu tribe.

With his eyes closed, Buvanga seriously felt the breath of the ice dragon in the air, which was indeed gradually becoming thinner.

"I'll take someone to Skasa's lair again to make sure that the ice dragon is really dead."

Opening his eyes, Buvanga was able to roughly confirm it, but he still had to go to Skasa's Lair on the Wannian Snow Mountain to confirm.

Patting Orka on the shoulder, Buvanga opened the curtain and walked out of the tent.

"Brother, I will go with you this time."

Orka followed closely. If the ice dragon was really dead, he also hoped to confirm the news as soon as possible.

Turning to look at Orka, Buvanga shook his head, but there was a smile on his face.

"Olka, there is one more important thing that needs to be entrusted to you."

Hearing what Buvanga said, Orka was stunned for a moment. What else is more important than confirming whether the ice dragon is dead.

"Let's prepare the banquet!"

A few days later, news came out from the Bantu tribe in the snowy area of ​​Ston that shocked the mainland. The ice dragon Scassa disappeared from the Wannian Snow Mountain and was confirmed dead.

Many forces confirmed the news through their respective intelligence agencies, and finally learned that the news was confirmed to be true.

Although I don't know where the ice dragon died, but this does not affect people's discussion after dinner, and even many bards have made up various stories.

For a time, the mysterious dragon slaying warrior became a hero in the hearts of people on the mainland.

"Very well, you go down."

Bahn waved his hand, and a soldier exited the tent. The news that this soldier brought to Bahn just now was the information that confirmed the death of the ice dragon Skasa.

However, the death of the ice dragon did not make Barn happy. On the contrary, his eyebrows were almost knit together at this time.

Scassa the Ice Dragon is dead, good.

I don't know where I died, it's very bad.

I don't know who killed it, and it's even worse.

The high-level intelligence organization of the empire is now like a baby. It can't find any clues even after mobilizing almost all of its strength. It can't even find out how the ice dragon left the Wannian Snow Mountain.

As for the Bantu people, even the spies couldn't float in, let alone get any useful information.

"My lord, the pen and paper you want."

The door curtain was opened, and a waiter walked in with a pen and paper, which was exactly what Bahn asked for just now.

Looking at Bahn who was deep in thought, the waiter wisely put down his pen and paper and walked out. It would be a very stupid thing to disturb Lord Bahn's thinking.

Gently rubbing his temples with his fingers, Bane felt that he had a headache recently. First, the aura of the apostle Explosive Dragon King Bakar appeared near the Sky City.

Now it is the mysterious death of the ice dragon in the snowy area of ​​Ston.

Bahn always felt that there was an invisible big hand disrupting the situation on the mainland, which made him very unhappy.

A sense of crisis emerged in Bahn's heart. He hadn't felt this feeling for a long time. The last time it might have been when he followed Aganzuo and the others to defeat the apostle Shilock in his youth.

"It's really a nostalgic feeling."

Leaning on the chair, Bahn had a slight smile on his face. Not only was he not disgusted by this faint sense of crisis, he was even very happy.

Only in this way, Bahn can constantly spur himself and make himself stronger.

Noticing the pen and paper on the table beside him, Bahn sat down and laid the paper.

"My dear old friend, I'm sorry I haven't visited you for so long. You also know that troublesome things in the empire will always take up my time, but recently I heard that something big happened on your side..."

Bahn kept writing what he wanted to say, and it may have been several years since the last contact between the two.

This time, Bain couldn't guarantee whether the other party would give him face as an old friend, but considering the other party's character, Bain still planned to give it a try.

"My friend, I would love to visit you, but I don't know if you have the time."

Putting down his pen, Bahn read it again from beginning to end. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he sealed the credit envelope, opened the drawer and took out his own seal.

When he was about to cover it, Bane stopped abruptly. Looking at the seal with the aristocratic pattern and the words "Bann Bashot, Leader of the Iron Wolf Knights", Bane finally put down the seal.

Picking up the pen again, wrote "Your old friend, Barn" on the lower left corner of the envelope.

"Servant."

Hearing Bahn's voice, the waiter outside the tent opened the curtain and walked in, half kneeling in front of the table, waiting for Bahn's next words.

"Send this letter to Bwanga, the chief of the Bantu tribe in the Snowy Land of Ston, and let Erwin and the others escort you there."

"Yes, Lord Barnes."

Taking the envelope handed over by Bahn with both hands, the waiter left the tent holding the envelope.

The waiter who walked out of the tent was just about to put the envelope inside his clothes, but suddenly found that there was no Lord Bahn's seal on the envelope, only a line of small characters indicating his identity.

However, thinking that Lord Bahn and Bantu patriarch Buwanga are both one of the legendary Four Sword Saints, the waiter understood that this was a letter sent by Lord Bahn to the Bantu patriarch as a friend.

Putting the envelope close to his body, the waiter quickly left and walked towards the direction of the third team where Erwin was.

Bahn leaned on the back of the chair and stretched again. Now he only hoped that Buvanga could give his old friend some sympathy and allow him to enter the snowy area of ​​Ston, so that he would have the opportunity to investigate the ice dragon. matter.

Barn is not the only one who thinks this way among the strong men on the mainland. On the north side of the Principality of Belle Mare, on the Sterry Plain, a tall figure is looking towards the north.

From here, further north is the range of the Ston Snow Region, a snow region with extreme weather.

Breathing out a breath of white air, the tall man tugged at the cloak on his shoulders, and stepped directly into the Snowy Land of Ston with one step.

In this way, the lonely figure moved forward firmly, even in the violent blizzard, he could not stop his progress. In this way, the figure of one man and one sword quickly disappeared into the blizzard.

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