Riding on a griffin, Jenna flew through the sky, crossing over wild mountains.

The high-altitude air currents quickly ripped away the heat from her body. She wrapped herself tightly in her thick fur coat, occasionally flakes of snow blowing through her coat. Her hands, gripping the reins, were already red from the cold. Even wearing gloves couldn't stop the biting wind. Only the magic power flowing from her extraordinary core provided a subtle warmth, preventing her fingers and body from freezing completely.

Unfortunately, the heat emitted by this magic is still a drop in the bucket. Today, Jenna is only War Sequence 2 Wild Wind Swordsman (Excellent Black Iron Level). She is extremely weak after just changing the sequence and is not in the same state as at the end of last year.

War Order 2: Wildwind Swordsman. This class isn't very powerful, nor does it offer many additional abilities. Of course, the difficulty of advancement is also relatively low, and it's generally chosen by mercenaries or those with extraordinary abilities in remote areas. Jenna chose this class because of the influence of her childhood family training.

She originally wanted to make this a transition, study at school for a while, and then choose an extraordinary career agency that suits her and that she is good at to advance. Unfortunately, she encountered an unexpected situation and had to interrupt her plan.

After a day and night of flying, covering a distance of thousands of kilometers, with the help of the griffin, she crossed the numerous obstacles of the Sighing Mountains and finally saw the scenery of her hometown, a country surrounded by mountains and lakes.

The flapping of its wings lifted up the fallen leaves in the woods, and the griffin slowly landed.

Jenna flipped down from above, took out the food she had prepared in advance, fed the big guy, and then touched its neck.

"Thanks a lot."

The gray-maned, white-feathered griffin looked at the girl in front of it, pecked at the food offered to it, and after eating, it chirped, then flapped its wings and disappeared into the sky. It will return to Emenas on its own.

Rubbing her stiff face, Jenna endured the physical fatigue and walked towards the mountain path, heading towards her hometown.

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"What?"

When she returned to the vicinity of her home, she saw only a locked empty fortress. Her father and brothers were not there, which made her scream in surprise.

"Oh, it's Miss Jenna. Didn't you go to school?" asked a guard with a halberd stationed nearby.

"I heard there was unrest in Black Rock, so I rushed back."

"I see. However, the leader has already taken many of his brothers to Fengyan City in the west. Our Long Spear faction's coalition forces are currently attacking that place."

"But didn't father say that he would not join any faction?" Jenna was puzzled. She had been away for less than two months, so how could everything change?

"The situation doesn't allow it. With the Frost Rose's intervention, the Long Halberd Faction is growing stronger. If we don't join, we'll become their enemy, so we have no choice but to side with them. And after we did, we were immediately transferred by the commander of our faction to join the siege."

"Is there any danger?" asked Jenna.

"I don't know." The guard shook his head.

Jenna had no choice but to ask some people around her.

Their family has lived in this small mountain town for generations and is considered a small local noble family. They have their own small castle. Although it is not big, it is quite good. They are well-known in the local area, so they were elected as leaders by some captains who also went out to be mercenaries.

Unfortunately, this place is remote and the news is not very well-informed. No one knows what the current situation on the front line is. Jenna had to take a simple rest for a day and advance to the west side of the principality again the next day.

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Clancy, County Needham.

Loran Hill's convoy continued on its journey, arriving at the city where the mine had been damaged. There were quite a few people gathered there. Some were transcendents that Clancy had recruited from other areas, while others were adventurers drawn by the bounty.

In fact, those giant worms are not very powerful, but they are mainly underground, making them difficult to find and kill. Ordinary people can't beat them, and when the extraordinary people arrive, they run away again, which is a headache.

After the convoy stopped, the accompanying personnel skillfully moved around, recording and inspecting the local conditions, and then recorded them in tables. Meanwhile, Loran Hill put on a rather plain coat, walked into the street, and looked around.

"This incident of Warcraft causing trouble has been going on for almost two months. If it continues like this, our output this year will drop significantly, and we will lose a lot of money." Several miners' leaders were discussing on the side.

"Yeah, we finally got the structure built this year, and there have been a lot fewer mine accidents. But I didn't expect so many strange monsters to appear. No one has ever seen them before."

"The local officials' rewards are getting higher and higher, but no one can solve the problem."

"I heard that Red Claw in the east is very powerful. How about inviting him over?"

"It's said that the Clansia authorities also sent someone to inquire, but they said they had to protect the local village and couldn't leave at will. Furthermore, they didn't seem interested in money."

"That's really rare. Is he very powerful?"

"It's very powerful. It's said to be Sequence 5, but it can sometimes fight on par with some Sequence 6 monsters. That's why the mountainous area in the east is much more peaceful now."

"It's a pity that such a person has been staying in that remote place."

"But if they are willing, it's not easy for others to force them."

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As the few people dispersed, Loran Hill's footsteps moved forward again. This was the second time she heard of that special extraordinary person. His nickname was "Red Claw"? It sounded a bit like a job description in the demon sequence.

Then she shook her head again, walked to the side of the street, and looked at the scattered shops on the side.

Compared to inland cities, the streets here are littered with a lot of mineral debris, which seems to have been dropped by horse-drawn carriages. The architectural style of the entire city also reveals a dark gray color with few bright colors.

Many residents in the city are miners, and there are relatively few people in other occupations. In order to resist dirt when mining, the clothes they wear are mostly black, gray, navy blue, etc., with few bright colors.

The shops here mostly sell practical tools, wear-resistant clothing and the like, and you hardly see any luxury goods.

People's lives were quite simple: mining, eating, drinking, resting, and more mining—basically, it was a cycle. Back in the old days of the West Wind, they lived like this. Now that Clancy had taken over the country, while they had more time and didn't have to work so hard, they still couldn't abandon mining, their livelihood.

Although it is a bit tiring and dangerous, what other options do you have in this remote city?

After inspecting and observing for a while, Loran Hill returned to her residence. She decided to fly to the eastern region alone tomorrow to take a look. As for the caravan, they would temporarily stay in the city and not have to cross mountains and hills and walk into those narrow paths.

The mountain road over there is steep and not suitable for carriages.

I hope to find the man nicknamed 'Red Claw'. If I'm not mistaken, he should be the boy in the girl's memory.