The Shadow of the Crown of Snow [Western Fantasy]

After a simple farewell banquet, Hecate put on her silver armor and took the dry food needed for the road, and set off alone.Raymond proposed to Selene that part of the elite guards could go with him, but Selene thought over and over again, and still maintained the original decision.

Northerners have always revered heroes, especially war heroes.As long as Hecate can lead the Windblade Legion to victory, even if she is not a member of the royal family, she will be treated sincerely by the Northlanders. Although she is not the actual commander of the war, her role on the battlefield is huge.

It can be said that the strength and speed beyond the limit of human ability, the tireless body and the sensitivity to battle, even if she is a natural war machine, it is not an exaggeration.

Instead of making people think that the victory is due to the Guards, it is better to give Hecate a chance to be accepted by everyone.

Because of this, Selene did not tell anyone, including Raymond, about the accident that happened while making the sound transmission conch.

Now that things have happened, she can only pray for Hecate, and hope that her next life will have fewer twists and turns.

As a person who has believed in the God of Light for several years, Selene understands for the first time how those believers who are struggling helplessly sink into the mud of life, wishing with the most ardent and coldest hope: "May the light illuminate your path!"

But Hecate, who left Frost-covered City, didn't think so much.She was amazed at the lightness of this armor, even if wearing it while walking in thick snow, she didn't feel cumbersome, and the snow wolf fleece lining inside made Hecate, who hadn't fully adapted to the Nord climate, much more comfortable.

The sunny southern city rarely snows. Hecate's strong body allowed her to adapt to the Nord climate in just one month, but she has not yet adapted to the snow.

According to Selene, "In a place like Nord where the snow cannot be easily melted, the snow is the soil that cannot grow food and will sink you... Yes, it is right to say that it is a swamp."

Selene also scribbled a note to her: Don't yell near the snow-capped mountains, don't sleep directly on the snow, and don't mess with wild snow wolves.Don't be troublesome, just follow the map and go directly to the camp of the Windblade Legion when you leave the city.

Hecate chose to be obedient, and she quickly mastered the knack of walking in the snow, complacent that she could move quickly in the snow without learning how to ride a horse.

Riding a horse is really not a difficult task. Although it takes a long time to train to fight on horseback, if you just use a horse instead of walking, an ordinary person in good health can master it proficiently with a little practice.The problem with Hecate is not that she can't understand how to ride a horse, but that the horses don't want to get close to her, wishing they could throw her off their backs as fast as they can. He stopped in place and refused to move.

Selene was puzzled by this, and pulled out every horse in the stable, trying to find one suitable for Hecate, while Hecate shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "I'm used to it, I don't like animals very much. like."

The Nord Kingdom is sparsely populated, and there are not too many cities and villages. When night fell, Hecate was still in the wild.She wasn't too tired, but she looked around for a moment and caught a glimpse of a small cave in the pine forest.

The cave is small, just big enough for a person to curl up and lie down, and you can tell that it will be uncomfortable to sleep, but Hecate looked at the note "Don't sleep directly on the snow" written in his hand. Carefully got into the cave, brushed off some scattered snowflakes on the ground, and lay down.

There was some dry food and the sound transmission conch in the waist pocket. Hecate took it out and stuffed it between his body and the rock wall. He took out the sound transmission conch and shook it a few times.

The surface of the conch shimmered due to the addition of the magic spell, and the bloodstains left by Hecate could be vaguely seen in the darkness. She couldn't help frowning, put the conch back into the bag, and curled up to go to sleep.

"Won't you say goodnight to me?"

The sound from the conch startled Hecate, but she still lay on her side without moving: "Then, good night."

"Good night." Selene replied softly.

The field is very quiet, and the occasional howl or two of wolves in the distance makes the whole snowfield even quieter.Hecate wasn't very sleepy at first, but after he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but want to immerse himself in this piece of silence, ignore all the troubles of the day, and have a good sleep.

How nice it would be to have a glass of mead at this time.

Half asleep, half awake, Hecate thought so.

When Hecate woke up, the sun had not yet fully risen. Taking advantage of the twilight before sunrise, she tied the bag around her waist again. Just as she was about to continue on her way, the corner of her eye let her see the a white horse.

Mustang?Whispering in her heart, she walked a few steps towards the white horse curiously, and when she looked again, she found that the white horse had beautiful silver-white long horns on its head.

Be a unicorn.Unicorns are agile and run like a gust of white wind. They are much smarter than other animals, and they don't like contact with humans. Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, they can be said to be very rare creatures.

It was not the first time for Hecate to see a unicorn. She had seen it in Nagrand. To be precise, it was a unicorn raised in the courtyard of Yoda City. It was said that it was still a cub. He was injured when he was young, and lost the speed that helped the unicorns escape countless disasters. He was locked in a cage under the siege of Hussein and several priests, and became the king of the royal garden of the Nagrand Empire. pet.

The young Hecate had stroked the snow-white fur countless times, and secretly felt that the experience of this beautiful creature was so similar to his own.Hecate remembered that at the beginning, the unicorn was very close to her, and even allowed her to sit on its back, leading her to run on the small lawn in the courtyard, but later he became estranged from her. When he saw her, he rushed to avoid it. Although Hecate was also agile, he couldn't catch up with an adult unicorn, so he had to give up.

Now seeing another unicorn approaching proactively, Hecate excitedly went up to it, trying not to make his movements too rough due to excitement, carefully stroking the spiral pattern on the unicorn's horn.

"Ah, you have wings." Hecate scratched his head, and vaguely remembered reading in a book that on the snowfields of the Nord Kingdom, there lived unicorns that were different from other places. They had a pair of fur-like Snow-white powerful wings can fly freely in the air, so Nord's unicorn is also called Pegasus, "You will not be locked in their courtyard by the Nagrand."

Tianma was still rubbing Hecate's cheek affectionately for a second, but it suddenly took several steps back. It looked at Hecate vigilantly, flapped its wings and flew not far away, Hecate tried to approach, It opened the distance again, preventing Hecate from touching him again.

"It's fine that the unicorns in Nagrand hate me, and so do the pegasus in Nord." Hecate sighed softly, "But why?"

To Hecate, it seemed like a metaphor for her not being part of any party.She thought the Nords could take her in after leaving Nagrand, but really?The status quo is that she has to fight for even the most basic respect.

The God of Light said that all his believers are equal, so Hecate thinks that "The Holy Book of Light" is a book full of nonsense and lies. How can you make a person who is fooled by fate believe that there is an omniscient and omnipotent man in this world? A god who refuses to lend a helping hand to her?

If it weren't for Selene's instructions written on the note, Hecate would have almost yelled to vent his dissatisfaction.She changed the way to not make a sound, pulled out the crescent blade at her waist and swung it with all her strength, Tenma seemed to be afraid that this human being would rush up to attack her, so she leaped lightly on the snow and flew into the sky, Completely disappeared from Hecate's sight.

Hecate really wanted to drop the crescent blade, drop the armor, drop everything she owned—it didn’t add up to much anyway—and fall into the snow in despair, waiting for the next snow to bury her and erase her. The presence.

The voice in the sound transmission conch pulled her out of the overwhelming despair.

"Hecate? How did you sleep last night?"

"It's okay." Hecate tried to calm his emotions so that Selene could not hear her abnormality. "I happened to come across a cave."

"I forgot to tell you that the power of faith in the sound transmission conch is limited, and you can't replenish it, so don't use it lightly if there is no important thing." The words from the sound transmission conch carried ethereal waves The sound made Hecate truly feel that Selene was indeed talking to her in a place far away from her, "I think you should be able to judge."

"Should, don't remind me if I make a mistake." Hecate trotted all the way, but there was no obvious panting when he spoke.

Selene sighed helplessly at the other end of the conch: "Why don't you learn something from the northerners."

"I think you are doing well. Let me report. According to the map you gave me, I should walk a little longer and arrive soon."

"Okay. The head of the Wind Blade Legion and several generals have received my notice in advance. They haven't seen you, but they will know when they see you."

Just as Hecate was about to nod, he remembered that Selene couldn't see her body movements. After thinking for a long time, she didn't know how to respond naturally. She tapped the conch with her fingers and said a word without thinking. : "I'm so sorry I didn't bring a cask of mead."

"There are some in the military camp. I will write to tell them not to let you drink too much. By the way, remind them that you don't know much about the social methods of normal human society, so don't worry too much about you."

Hecate wanted to have a good argument with Selene on this issue, but she was about to reach her destination.She could already see the fire from a distance, and smell the aroma of roast meat and hot soup.

The camp of the Windblade Legion was right in front of her eyes, and she really wanted to run there quickly, stepping on snowflakes with every step, and drink a cup of mead that was as warm as a hug.