Dragon's Back Mountain has not been so lively for a long time. Really, or Dragon's Back Mountain has not been so lively since that legendary war. The gray-robed man, the gray-robed man in the ancient saying! All the Frost Guards are boiling,

Soon, almost all the guards, from the commander-in-chief to ordinary soldiers, gathered near the post where Baian was located, and their discussions also made people worry about whether they would cause an avalanche.

The old commander Jon summoned Baian immediately, or in other words, the old commander came to the post immediately. His adjutant later said privately that besides being chased out of the tavern by the commander's wife with a rolling pin,

This is the fastest he has seen the commander run in the past ten years. Of course, no one tried to stop the commander along the way. Although the northerners are upright, they are definitely not stupid. God knows what the man in gray robe is like.

What is it? The commander should not have contacted the other party so rashly. But the old commander told these people to retreat with just one sentence.

"Do you want me to show our cowardice to a person from my hometown?"

In one sentence, these northern men were speechless and could only silently follow the commander towards the post where the man in gray robe was found. The dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and a blizzard seemed to be coming at any time.

"So, are you a witness?" Jon asked. The old commander wore a thick black animal skin cloak and separated the noisy crowd.

"Yes, Your Excellency. I saw him there." Baian said, pointing in the direction of the man in gray robe.

So the commander also took out the telescope in his arms and looked in which direction, and then he saw a gray figure standing motionless on the ice field, as if the gusts of cold wind could not make the person in the robe feel cold.

Similarly, many people couldn't help their curiosity and looked over with binoculars. However, after watching for a while, these soldiers seemed to be unable to confirm anything except that the figure had not moved.

"Your Excellency, what should we do?" an adjutant asked. The old commander put down his telescope and noticed that the adjutant was holding a two-handed heavy crossbow. In fact, many soldiers were also carrying them when they arrived.

similar weapons. They are very anxious.

"Put away your weapons, my compatriots, do we Frost Guards need to use force to threaten a lone stranger?" Jon said with a smile.

Because of the commander's words, the soldiers holding crossbows also put away these weapons. It seemed that the old commander's smile had some kind of magic power, which calmed the anxiety of these frost guards a lot. This is the ability of a leader,

Jon has used his calmness and reason to guide the Legion away from unnecessary disputes countless times in his military career.

But on the ice sheet, where they couldn't hear, the figure in gray robe raised his head and looked at the crowded sentry tower, smiled, and whispered.

"For now, I think I've passed the test. It seems like at least I won't have to see blood."

In the end, the old commander decided against all the opinions and decided to put down the hanging basket and let the man in gray robe come up. His reason was - a blizzard was coming, and we couldn't let people stand in the snow, right?

After about an hour or so, the Frost Guards finally retrieved the dusty hanging basket from the warehouse. It was originally intended to welcome the explorers heading north, but times have changed and it has not been used for many years.

The soldiers lowered the hanging basket carefully with anxiety. Half of them were afraid of the gray-robed man, and the other half were afraid that the hanging basket would fall when it was halfway up and kill the gray-robed man. But in short, this picture

The worn-out hanging basket was finally of high quality. While groaning, he brought the mysterious visitor up to the guard tower. The old commander personally led five people to greet and disperse more soldiers on the city wall, just as he said before

, he didn’t want this mysterious man in the ancient saying to think that today’s Frost Guards are a group of cowards.

"Crunch, crunch" the frozen rope made a worrying sound, first the hood, then the upper body, and finally, the entire gray-robed man appeared in front of the Frost Guards.

"Huh... Guys, let me tell you that your hanging basket really needs to be replaced. I was worried about whether the rope would break when I came up." This was the first sentence of the man in gray robe.

A word, uh, a greeting that cannot be recorded in the annals of history. Although the records of the meeting between Commander Jon and the Gray Robe Archmage in later generations have always been full of legend, but history is always legendary, right? As for those colors, it is future generations.

Is it important whether something is added or something that already exists?

In fact, even though the old commander had made various preparations, his face still turned red when he heard the man in gray robe. He could only cough twice, hoping to divert this embarrassing topic.

"Well, respected gray robe, we are following the ancient precepts to welcome you. Please tell us your request."

"Request? Ah, that's not urgent. By the way, can you get me some food first? In order to hurry up, I haven't eaten for three days. Since... I ate the last one pulling the sled.

Dog Queen." The man in gray robe said.

.........So the result of this meeting was that the old commander took the gray-robed man down the mountain to the top of Dragon's Back for dinner. This is not to say that there is no food in the fortress, but the old commander is really unwilling.

Let this distinguished guest eat those hard and tasteless dry foods.

"Two roasted venison legs, two roasted lamb legs, four pork ribs, two cheeses, some bread and side dishes, ah, by the way, a barrel of ale!" Standing in front of the counter at the top of Dragon's Back,

The man in gray robe said fluently. He spoke so fluently that one wonders if he had been thinking about what to eat on the way here.

"Do as he said." The old commander said to the dumbfounded landlady with an expressionless face. Then he dragged the man in gray robe who was looking around to find a big table to sit down. Well, considering what the man in gray robe ordered,

The old commander took him directly to sit on the largest table.

It’s not that the old commander rarely comes to Dragon’s Back Peak. In fact, he is very good friends with the first generation owner of this tavern. The landlady has affectionately called him “Grandpa Jon” since he was a child. Perhaps it’s because the old commander has no heirs.

The reason is that he treats the granddaughter of his old friend as if he were his own son, well, maybe a little closer than his own son? So people who often come to the tavern know that although this old man is the largest military man in the Dragon's Back Mountains outside,

Commander, but in this tavern, he is just a kind old man. A kind old man who is agile and incredibly strong. It is said that there is a standard among the suitors of the proprietress that only those who can defeat this old man

Only those who are commanders are qualified to be the boss's wife's boyfriend.

"So, uh, master, can you tell me your purpose now?" Jon asked, looking at the young man in front of him who had lowered his hood and drank three large glasses of ale without changing his expression, attracting applause from the people around him.

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"Of course, of course, I'm sorry, I'm really hungry. You know, it's not too difficult to find something to eat outside the mountains." The young man said with a shy smile.

"Ah, and you don't have to call me Master. I'm still far from that title. If you want, you can call me Cheese."

"Okay, big, uh, Mr. Cheese," what a weird name, the old commander thought, "can you tell me your reason for coming? And, if it doesn't offend, I also want to know how you came.

Living outside the mountains.”

Yes, although the old commander did care about that ancient saying, he was more concerned about how this person came from the ice field. There should be no living creatures on the ice field. Or, it was in the land of his hometown in a distant place that they didn't know.

Has it thawed quietly? When he thought of this thought, the old commander's heartbeat began to speed up unconsciously. That is the dream of every generation of northerners.

"Well, don't worry, Mr. Commander. Let's do it one by one. First, let me answer the question you are most concerned about. I'm sorry that there is still frozen soil outside the mountain. As for how I live outside the mountain, uh, I

I can only say that this is a secret. And it is not universal. Even if I tell you, you can't take people to cultivate outside the mountains." Cheese paused and let the old commander digest his words.

"Then, as for my purpose of coming, in fact I am just as doubtful about it as you are. I am following the instructions of a greater, uh, prophet to come here at this time. As for what I will do after I come, how?

Damn, I'm confused right now." He shrugged, making a helpless gesture.

The old commander had a slightly disappointed look on his face, but he was more thankful. Although there was no good news, at least it wasn't bad news, right? But the next words of the man in gray robe made the old commander nervous again.

"Although what I can tell you is limited, even if it is to repay this meal, I will give you a suggestion. Based on what I just saw, heard, and felt in this small town,
Chapter completed!