crown of stars

"It's almost dinner time."

The halfling held his stomach, and the stomach under the thick clothes groaned very appropriately.

"The sun hasn't set yet, so what's the rush." ​​Turin jumped off the sled and hit the reindeer's butt hard, and the leading buck knowingly pulled the sled to hide in the lee.

"It's here." Messiah stood on a raised black rock, his eyes fixed on the white glacier.

This place is already a headland far away from the center of the mainland. The icy sea water beats day and night on the coast that has been eroded by glaciers, echoing monotonously in the sky day after day.Leaving the place where the convoy was attacked seems to have left the never-ending blizzard on the snowfield. The clear dome covers the blue ocean and glaciers, presenting a desolate and pure and magnificent scenery.

It's a pity that there are always spoilers.

Messiah touched his chin and looked down at the tents set up below the hillside.With his keen eyesight, he clearly saw a strange creature dotted around the tent.Most of them are covered with gray-black scaly skin that resembles snake scales, their heads are flat like lizards and their mouths are sharp, two light-colored horns stand on top of their heads, and their mouse-like slender tails drag behind abruptly.The red and orange clothes were loosely worn on the body, and he was walking around with a short spear or a gun shaking his head.

Strings of sea fish and krill were roughly placed on the ice to freeze, and the gray and white large fish bones supported the crudely processed leather to form a simple shelter. The members on the ground were transported to the seaside to be dumped.

Kobold.

Messiah matched the image in front of his eyes with the pattern in the brain of the illithid, and immediately had a general impression of this group of strange things.

According to legend, the kobolds are the descendants of the dragon, but it is just a legend.There are often kobolds around dragons, but kobolds don't only appear around dragons.Kobolds do have scales and speak Draconic (which often sounds like barking dogs), and they live in packs, often giving fledgling adventurers a head-on blow, filling their territories with the corpses of newcomers.

The Messiah is clearly not one of these.Spreading its wings and gliding against the sea breeze, it doesn't take much effort to slaughter the kobolds completely.

"Kobolds!" Sam said carefully, suppressing his excitement, for fear of disturbing the ignorant creatures underground.

In fact, the sea breeze was blowing, even if he let go of his voice and yelled at everyone, the kobolds below couldn't hear anything.

"There are kobolds in my hometown, and every season I have to pay a large sum of money to hire adventurers to clean up the kobolds! It's completely different from the mysterious and beautiful neighbors in my story!" I don't know what to think, and Sam's face suddenly revealed A look of fascination and yearning.

"Do you need a break? You just said you were hungry."

"No, no, no need." Sam walked on short legs, helped the stranger climb up to the rock, and pointed to the center surrounded by many tents below.

The kobold's plan was messy, and each tent faced some seemingly useless debris, but generally speaking, it was in a ring shape, surrounding the huge statue on the flat ground in the center of the settlement.

"Look, that statue!" Sam said excitedly. "The kobolds worship dragons. There is a statue of a white dragon in the middle. That white dragon must be here!"

Messiah looked left and right, and then he barely put the crooked and inferior handicraft with the mighty white dragon in the memory of the undead.In fact, there is no need for the halfling to remind, the increasingly dense dragon breath around has clearly marked the existence of the white dragon.

As the daylight gradually dimmed, the kobolds who came and went dug the sea fish out of the ice, mixed it with other unidentifiable things and poured it into the cauldron, and the black smoke of burning fuel drifted up the mountain.

"The kobolds below are eating, and we're still hungry up there. It's really unfair." Turin kicked himself out of the snow with a deep foot and a shallow foot. Compared with the light halfling and Messiah, his body Turin, who is a dwarf, has a natural disadvantage in speed.

"This is the best time. Kobolds are stronger at night than during the day, and when the sun goes down!" Sam took out a bag of frozen things, "Turin, can I borrow your hammer?" ?"

"Hey, you can't handle my hammer!" So the two put the package on the rock and smashed the contents with the hammer little by little.

The three left the reindeer behind and sneaked up to the kobolds.

"Wait, Turin, don't go out yet." The dwarf glared at the halfling with wide eyes.

"why- um"

A kobold with brown scales passed by holding it, looking around suspiciously, but finally found nothing, so it had to be attributed to the sound made by fish downstream in the ice.

A few furry heads suddenly appeared on the empty snow, and Messiah silently let go of his hand covering his mouth.

"Oh, I won't argue with you anymore." The dwarf said in shock, wrapping around the winter wolf skin he had just peeled off, "I was almost discovered just now."

"To deal with kobolds, you need to be careful, cautious, and fast enough. You must kill them before attracting a large number of them, or they will not be able to attack in groups. The footsteps must be light enough so as not to trigger their traps." Sam Unsatisfied, he reminded the lying dwarf, "Dear Turin, it is enough for you to hide here."

The halfling lowered its body and sprinted on the ice, avoiding some seemingly inconspicuous sundries, and hid behind the kobold's crude tent.

"See those? I brought a pack of these, and just sprinkle the powder into the cauldron. Just make sure they don't find out. I'm sure you can do it, champion. Let's split up, and hurry up like that."

Messiah reached out and took the powder.Originally, it was okay to go straight in, but the halfling gave him another inspiration, and everything has ingenuity that he couldn't think of.

Wrapped in wolf fur, Sam hid among the tents. Hunger had long been forgotten by him. Hatred and longing were like a fire, igniting his internal organs. The smile disappeared from his face. The halfling looked for him with piercing eyes. The kobold's opening, and then nimbly passed through it.

In his hometown, Luoxing Town, where the smell of pie is always wafting, a group of damn kobolds always ran into the farmland at night to cut off the crops, or jumped into the corral to steal the cattle and sheep.

Sam recalled the experience of following the mercenaries and breaking into the Kobold's lair to kill. He moved his steps carefully, bypassed a hidden tripwire on the ground, and picked up a scattered stone from the ground.

Hit the target accurately.

The kobold in red let out a sharp growl, and looked around angrily, the sling dangling from his waist.The stone fell into the random debris with a loud noise.

The kobold rushed into the debris angrily, and the halfling slipped to the side of the pot at the right time, threw the powder on his hands into the soup vigorously, and then ran away with the wolf skin covering his head.Having found nothing, the kobold touched the big bag that had been smashed out, and angrily returned to the campfire to stir today's dinner.

Successful.

Sam hid in an empty tent and looked around, but he didn't see the silver-haired stranger, and the kobold didn't make any changes.

Could it be that he ran away?A question suddenly popped up in the halfling's heart, and it grew bigger and bigger like a bubble.

The halfling hid the question in his heart, and did the same thing again, throwing the powder into the kobold's soup pot.

"There are a few more over there." Sam was counting the targets when he suddenly felt light.

"Are you ready?" Du Ling stomped his feet to move his stiff limbs.

"It should be fine." Messiah put down the halfling who was dizzy, "Wait a minute."

"You move so fast!" The halfling smiled foolishly again, and looked at him with adoring eyes, "How did you do that?"

Messiah sat straight on the snowdrift, his skin almost the same color as the ice and snow.When he was still in the Underdark, he used the invisibility technique more than once to sneak attack or avoid unnecessary battles.The task of sneaking into the kobold camp is just to apply the invisibility technique, and the degree of reaching the edge of the pot is not the same as the difficulty of the underground.

"It must be the effect of the spell, you are a powerful mage?" The halfling was still chattering excitedly.

Master?

The face of the drow mage appeared in Messiah's mind.That drow should now be hiding in the ground to avoid being chased by the Spider Queen?Among other things, Nigel seems to be quite keen on things like magic and psionics, but unfortunately he can't teach that thin guy how to learn them.

Those things are deeply engraved on the soul, innate.

Without rebuttal, without explanation, the Messiah acquiesced to the halfling's overly rich associations.On another level, he's closer to a warlock than a mage.

The halflings and dwarves huddled behind the cover, grinding the hard and cold dry food with their teeth. The sun was about to set in the sky, and the red clouds lay behind them.The kobolds on the voyage docked in a small port with their boats, and walked onto the ice with their catch.The members who worked hard underground also climbed out of the cave with their bodies covered in dirt, gathered around the warm campfire one after another, and enjoyed a delicious meal at night.

Even the dwarves didn't complain anymore, for the kobolds would soon be saying goodbye to this beautiful world.

One.

two.

Three.

The dwarves and halflings concentrated on the dry food in their hands without raising their eyes.It wasn't until the last kobold fell into the sea staggeringly holding a gun that he cheered and rushed into the camp holding an ax and a knife.

Messiah didn't take part in the two men's frantic last-ditch action, and turned over and jumped onto the white dragon sculpture in the central square.

The white dragon spread its wings, opened its mouth as if roaring, and bent its two horns backwards.The Messiah sat on the statue, leaning against its high head, just able to see the cave on a glacier in the sea with the help of the dim light.

The cave and the kobold camp were separated by a sea full of ice floes, hanging alone outside the mainland, covered by heavy frost on the glacier fracture zone, almost allowing anyone to ignore it.

"Dear Messiah, my warrior, come and have a sip of hot soup." Sam pulled out a set of pots and pans from his luggage, robbed the catch that the kobolds hadn't had time to clean up, and stewed a pot of phosphorus. Shrimp and seaweed soup, waved a large spoon at the dazed (in his opinion) messiah.

The author has something to say:

Visiting Bishui and seeing the discussion on the content of Jinjiang's new version of the contract, my heart was filled to death.After writing this book, the rivers and lakes will probably disappear.