Chapter 37 Valley Salamander

After walking through the windy province with long winds, to the rock-falling province of mountains and hills, the convoy moved slowly along the path surrounded by the mountains.

Occasionally rolling over the stones on the side of the road, the wheel bumps slightly, making a fine sound.

In the mountains in the north, the winter chill has not yet completely dissipated, and there are still some snow water left in the dark green pine needles by the roadside, and the water droplets drip quietly along the forked branches and leaves.

Lorraine Hill was sitting in the carriage. She was wearing a long red dress, but this time she added a fleece coat to the outside, which made her look a little more cute and age-appropriate.

The weather seemed to be getting cold again. Recalling the spring rain a few days ago, she felt that the temperature had dropped again.

She didn't know if the people accompanying her were used to it or not. Even though she followed her to investigate, she still wanted to take more care of her, otherwise it would be bad if it froze.

"Fen Ni, ask the people who are riding with you tonight how they are doing. If it's too cold, you can take out the blankets from the cargo and put them on your knees and body. If you have frostbite, you can tell them in time, and you can take turns to warmer ones. Rest in the car."

"Okay, Miss." The maid nodded and wrote things down in a small notebook.

It seems to be very serious, Roland Hill thought, when I was a child, I also had such a small book by my side, memorizing the sentences I liked, the things I didn't want to forget, and the things I wanted.

Occasionally, the chirping of rhododendrons could be heard in the cold mountains, and they flew to the branches, swaying with a sway, causing the water droplets to fall.

As the carriage climbed over the hills, a tumultuous sound came from the distant valley.

After receiving the order from the eldest lady, the four riders urged the horses under their crotch to rush forward.

The group turned a few big bends, and a dazzling scene appeared in front of them.

Several carriages overturned on the side of the road on the hillside, some people were running towards the distance, several horses neighed in panic and wanted to break free from the reins and shackles, while a huge monster was in the valley, biting a horse. horse.

As the gray-blue monster waved its head back and forth, the poor horse was broken in two, and its internal organs and blood spilled out. On the other side of the valley, a few people were taking the cover of the trees and shooting arrows at the beast.

It's a pity that the effect is not good. Although this beast has no scales on its body, its skin is extraordinarily tough.

"Merka Salamander!?" a rider exclaimed.

"Do you know each other?" asked a few companions next to him.

"Yes, I have seen similar ones in the Tixilan Mountains before, but they are rare. The most powerful ones I have seen there are only Sequence 3, and they are not very powerful."

"And this one is 4-5 times larger than the average individual, and it seems to have at least Sequence 4."

"What should I do, do you want to go down and help?"

"But we are caravan escorts now, and we pay attention to personal interests... Will this shot go against our image?"

"Hey, don't go too deep into the role-playing. The eldest lady will probably let us help when she sees it."

"Well, let's just treat us as the kind of particularly good caravan guards."

After dealing with the obstacles in their hearts, several people no longer hesitated, pulled out the long sword hanging from their waists, and the cold light overflowed, jumped down from the hillside, and slid down rapidly.

The ground between the mountains was full of fallen leaves and melted snow, so it was very fast to slide, and soon a few people approached the giant salamander.

Looking at the head that was taller than a person, they were not afraid, but went head-to-head.

White mist was exhaled from his mouth, and he stomped on the low tree trunk, his body jumped high, and the long sword in his hand flashed a splendid brilliance, and then directly inserted into one eye of the giant salamander.

Immediately afterward, several people also arrived, one made a huge opening under the neck of the giant salamander, and the other two directly pierced the salamander's forearm and punctured the tendon.

The people who were hiding and shooting arrows and observing looked at the people who suddenly rushed down from the mountain, and gave a burst of exclamations and warnings, but before they finished explaining, these people cleaned up the newt neatly.

So powerful, so powerful, even an elite adventurer is nothing more than that.

Looking at their skilled appearance, the few people next to them couldn't help but sigh.

After the salamander roared a few times, it fell among the dead leaves in the valley.

"Thank you for your heroic help."

"thanks."

"Wow, what a pity my carriage."

"I'm so grateful."

These people dressed in different clothes, old and young, and they walked slowly after seeing the death of the salamander.

"It's nothing, just a trivial matter, are you okay." The young riders touched their heads embarrassingly.

"Some of us were slightly injured, but fortunately, the adults arrived in time. There is no major problem so far, just the loss of some goods and carriages."

"That's fine."

Several riders replied, listening to their grateful words, they gradually remembered another question.

Was it resolved so quickly and neatly that it was a bit false to say that he was an ordinary guard of the caravan now.

It's not good. After I go back this time, it is estimated that I will be scolded by Mila, saying that I and others influenced His Highness the Sage's plan.

Thinking of this, several people were suddenly not happy, but rather lost.

Then Lagertis' wagon team arrived slowly and stopped.

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In the evening, Cold Spring Village.

Scattered houses are scattered in the mid-levels

On the waist, in the middle of several hills is a small open space, and now there are some tents.

"Thank you for the help of the Lagertis Chamber of Commerce. We belong to the Lake Chamber of Commerce. You haven't heard of it. It's normal, because there are only more than 30 people in the Chamber of Commerce."

A thin, white-bearded old man spoke gratefully to a blond lady by the bonfire.

"It's nothing, are you okay? We have medicine for trauma here." Roland Hill's face was illuminated by the firelight, one side was extremely bright yellow, and the other side was covered by shaking shadows.

"Thank you for your generosity, but we still have some herbal medicines for bruises. After all, we will prepare some when we are away all year round, so don't bother you anymore."

On the other side of the tent camp, Mira was looking at the Bunny-eared riders in front of them with their heads bowed.

"I feel like you've been floating recently."

"Don't dare, don't dare, Mila's head." Several people shook their bodies and stood up straight.

"Oh, that means I still want to." Mira had a sweet smile on her face, her eyes slowly narrowing.

"Do you want me to repeat it a few times?"

"Dear Brother Knight, you guys are amazing~"

"Thank you for the help of this adult, the little girl can't thank you enough, I can accompany you to drink a few drinks tonight~"

"What's the name of this brother, I'm..."

When Mira spoke, the bunny ears on her head swayed gently. If an uninformed outsider saw it, they would immediately be fascinated by this cute bunny-eared girl.

However, several of the people present were from the Rabbit Ear Clan. Some of them were Mila's classmates, some were from the same town, and some had heard of their names, so naturally they didn't dare to think about it.

The celebrity in front of the sage is not an easy role.