crown of stars

Nigel trekked through the snow on a pony unique to the North.This kind of horse looks stubby and heavy, with thick long hair growing around its four hooves, but it is the most common means of transportation in the cold north.The snow in the early spring has thinned under the sunshine in the sky, and the brown land has emerged. Elk and long-haired cattle are scattered on the wasteland, gnawing on the dark green moss.

Sparse snowflakes stained his hair and cloak, and the somewhat thick envelope was put in his arms, being soaked by his temperature bit by bit, everything seemed peaceful and peaceful.The pony's footsteps suddenly accelerated, and a large white air was exhaled from its mouth and nose.

The half-elf smelled an unusual smell from the suddenly tense atmosphere, clamped the horse's belly tightly, let go of a hand that was holding the rein tightly, and pressed it to the waist.There hung a leather pouch containing his spellbook.

Nigel looked around in high alert, steering the pony so it wouldn't fall into its trap.The talent stemming from his blood allowed him to find a loophole in a vast expanse of white snow.A few giant white wolves lay prone in the snow, staring at him and the pony motionlessly.They listened to the voices of the half-elves and ponies, and locked their bearings with piercing ice-blue eyes.

Tightening the reins, the half-elf ordered the mount to accelerate again, and the pony, like an arrow from the string, galloped desperately in the direction away from the giant wolf.

The half-elves easily recognized the race of these giant wolves—winter wolves—from their iconic silvery-white fur.These giant wolves are called "the demons on the ice sheet" by the locals, and they are actually one of the most common and dangerous animals on the ice sheet.Each winter wolf is four and a half feet tall at the shoulder and about eight feet long, and they always come in packs, led by the alpha wolf, to attack large prey.What makes people even more desperate is that a winter wolf's intelligence is not inferior to that of humans, and it is not afraid to feed on humans.

The pony carried Nigel, and although the half-elf was light and half the size of a normal person, the speed was inevitably slowed down.The silver-fur alpha wolf let out a long howl, and the winter wolf lying in wait in the snow jumped up and chased in the direction of the half-elf.

The horse's hooves stepped on the soft snow, raising a cloud of snow dust.After all, the pony is just an ordinary domestic animal, and it cannot be compared with the naturally strong race. Nigel heard the bellows-like breathing of the horse below him, and began to chant the spell.The sharp cold wind poured into the throat, and then poured into the lungs. The half-elf clearly felt that his spell was twisted and deformed in mid-air, but thankfully, the spell was successfully completed.A transparent, fragile shield spread around him, and the half-elf leaped decisively into the snow.

The pony felt a lightness on its back, and the weight that had been on its back for a long time left it. It couldn't help but squeeze out the last bit of strength from its bones, and ran forward desperately.The half-elf on the horse's back squinted, buried his face completely in the thick mane, muttering words, and the cloak was blown by the strong wind, like a fallen leaf that was about to fall off.

The wolves had quickly surrounded them, chasing the hungry wolves from left to right and from behind. The slightly higher first toes on the front feet made their footprints on the snow light and shallow.Although strong yaks and elk are a hearty meal, sharp horns and powerful kicks can also cause some casualties.Although humans have less flesh, the sharp teeth of winter wolves can easily pierce the skin.Weak resistance is almost nothing under the suppression of wolves, and they can succeed almost every time, making them the most ideal prey.It's just that human beings often live together, and rarely travel alone.

Several female wolves overtook the pony and stopped in front.The pony automatically soars into the air, trying to get over the obstacle.The she-wolf opened her mouth wide, and the cold air accumulated in her throat hit the pony's limbs.

The pony let out a mournful cry, unable to move its frozen hooves, and landed in an awkward posture.It fell heavily to the ground, and the wolves immediately pierced the mount's neck viciously, and the warm blood spilled all over the ground.Half-buried in the snow, the half-elf looked pale, as if frightened by the surrounding wolves.

The younger wolves pounced impatiently, and the half-elf flickered and burst like foam.The youthful winter wolf let out an angry and disappointed trombone, realizing that the cunning and fragile prey was probably no longer there.

The fine material powder leaked from his fingers, and Nigel stopped chanting the spell, and gorgeous colored light shot out from between his fingers, just covering the wolves surrounding the mount.The keen strength that the wolves were proud of lost its effect under the sudden glare of the light, and the magic hit their minds. The emaciated little wolf and the old wolf began to fear, and their movements became sluggish.But none fell into a coma, and Nigel couldn't help being a little disappointed.

While the wolves were in chaos, he began to prepare for the next spell.

Three orange-red high-temperature rays rushed towards the pack of wolves, piercing through several wolf cubs who were too late to jump away.The wolves howled suddenly, furiously searching for traces of the enemy, but Nigel activated the invisibility technique in time to hide his figure.

The winter wolves living on the ice field are immune to all ice-type attacks, which is also the key to their victory over the white dragon in territorial conflicts.And in order to defeat the White Dragon, Winter Wolf did not pay any price.For example, when a fire burns on its body, the winter wolf will suffer extremely serious injuries.The incomparably powerful ability to keep out the cold comes from the super warm wolf skin. When the wolf skin is burned off by a fire, the winter wolf will also lose its resistance to severe cold.

The half-elf hid behind a protruding ice block and increased the speed of chanting.He was highly nervous, and the discomfort of squeezing the magic power oppressed his head and stomach, causing his head to swell, chest tightness and nausea.

Several fireballs appeared out of nowhere in the air, hitting several approaching winter wolves.The flame exploded with a bang, burning the thick and hollow fur of the winter wolf, and the fat stored under the skin sizzled.

Much like a barbecue dressed over a fire.The half-elf was in a trance, smelling the aroma of barbecue, and actually got an appetite.

After a series of casualties, the wolves stopped cautiously.The half-elf breathed a sigh of relief, the invisibility technique had also reached its limit, and his image was re-outlined in the air.

The silver-eyed wolf king stood beside the mount's corpse, his teeth were bloodshot, and he and the half-elf stared at each other from a short distance away.After looking at each other nervously, the alpha wolf turned his head back to the frozen mount.The dead and injured members of the same race show that the other party is not a troublesome existence. The wisdom of winter wolves is no less than that of humans or even higher, which means that winter wolves will not jump on them like ordinary wolves and entangle them endlessly.

The wolves gave up.

Nigel quietly let go of the crossbow hanging on his waist, and began to trek in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.As he passed by the wolf pack, the alpha wolf gave him a wary look, and then he heard the creepy tearing and swallowing sounds of the wolves eating together.

The necessary salute and rations were still hanging on the saddle, but that had become the winter wolf's spoils.

Fortunately, he kept the mentor's letter close to him, otherwise he would have risked his life to fight the wolves again.

Nigel walked towards the other wolf corpses with regret. The winter wolf fur is an excellent protection against the cold. It can provide protection from the ice without enchanting. In southern cities, one can be sold for 200 gold coins, and the rarer silver fur can even be It was sold at a high price of 350 gold coins.It's a pity that these extremely valuable and precious furs were set on fire by him, and now only a black mass remains.

The half-elf had no choice but to pull out the dagger and cut off a half-cooked wolf leg to serve as food later.The silver fur became a scorched mass, the dark red flesh was exposed to the air, and the half-baked wolf meat was hard and dry, but Nigel had no choice.

The wolves are still eating frantically, to ensure that they have enough energy before the next hunt, and have no reaction to the dead companions.

Nigel, on the highest alert, bluffed past the wolves and found a sparse and tall pine forest.The half-elf bit the wolf's leg that was still somewhat smelly, and climbed up the pine branch with both hands and feet. After ensuring that the winter wolf could not touch it, it rested against the tree trunk for two hours.

The evening snowstorm suddenly became violent, and the half-elf opened his eyes under the thin ice. Obviously, he did not have the ability of winter wolves to be immune to cold ice.The wolf's legs were hanging on the branches, covered with a thin layer of ice, so hard that they could be used to beat people at any time.

A night out seemed inevitable.

The half-elf threw the wolf's leg into the snow, and climbed down the tree himself.The snow field at night is several times colder than during the day. If you sleep in a tree for one night, you may only wake up in the Doomsday Dome of Death the next day.The spell book does have a shelter spell for rest, but he still needs to maintain enough combat power to deal with emergencies.

So he chose to do like the locals and dig an igloo out of several feet of snow.

The igloo is generally on the ground, half buried in the ground, effectively resisting the cold wind at night.There are several silk threads tied to the surrounding pine trees, and the bells on them will ring whenever a creature approaches.

Nigel built a bonfire with dry wood from the woods, carefully arranging it in a long strip so that it would not go out before daylight.After taking a few mouthfuls of softened wolf meat, Nigel leaned against the ice and fell into a deep sleep.

After a peaceful night, the half-elf jumped up and climbed out of the hole that was mostly covered by snow.

The morning air was bitterly cold, and the half-elf casually ate a few berries it found and summoned a phantom horse out of nowhere.

Winterhold finally welcomes a long-lost man.

A few children dressed in rags and with snot noses looked enviously at the mysterious man in front of him covered in a gray and black cloak and carrying a long staff.

"I want to ask you a question, and whoever can answer it will belong to him." Nigel spread his hand, and the silver coin on it had an attractive luster.The poor children stared straight at the silver coins, one of which could be exchanged for a lot of copper coins, enough to bring an ordinary poor family enough food for several days.

"what is the problem?"

The half-elf briefly described it, and several children scrambled to answer.

"Is that the good-looking one? He left just yesterday, with Sam and Old Torino with him, and a woman with fair hair."

Nigel flattened the corners of his lips in disappointment, and the ring in his pocket seemed to be a little tight.

The author has something to say:

I heard that something happened in Gezhi circle, alas, Gezhi itself is a gray area, without a book number.It's not easy to write, and it's even more difficult to be beautiful, let's do it and cherish it, then little angels can click into my column to collect a baa~