"Master Arthurs, where have you been?"
Jin was holding a homemade stone spear and sitting alone in a pack of snow dragon wolves. These horned white wolves had long been accustomed to the two-legged beasts brought back by their wolf king. From time to time, a few little wolves would play and fight in front of Jin.
On a huge rock by the stream beside the wolf pack, a white wolf with golden eyes lay under the moon, enjoying the quiet evening breeze. Ice elements swirled on its transparent jade horns, causing the stream, which was only covered with a thin layer of ice, to be completely frozen by it.
This place was above the snow line of the Hessen Mountains. Jin was still shivering in the snow cowhide wrapped tightly around his body. He couldn't help but add more firewood to the fire beside him, picked up a passing wolf to warm his hands, and moved closer to the fire.
Bang!
After placing a fourth-level demon bull in front of Jin, several giant wolves returned to their respective partners, letting the female wolf clean up their hair that was dirty during hunting.
Jin seemed to have gotten used to it. He put down the little wolf, stood up, pulled out the blue-patterned dagger from his waist, and skillfully dissected the magic bull into pieces. He skewered the pieces with wooden sticks and placed them on the fire rack. While roasting the meat, he evenly sprinkled the powder made from cinnamon, bay leaves, and wild cardamom collected from the foot of the mountain on the roasted meat.
After setting up the barbecue, pour the cooked butter onto a hot stone slab using a stone bowl, cut the beef heart and steak into pieces, fry them on the stone slab, and sprinkle some wild pepper on them.
boom!
The uncooked meat rack was knocked over by several wolf cubs. The wolves heard the news and pounced on it and started fighting for it. However, Jin just took a look and continued to fry the beef heart and steak with a dagger.
Putting the fried beef on a clean stone slab, Jin carefully brought it to the mouth of the wolf king lying on the boulder.
The wolf king looked at Jin with his arrogant golden eyes, then lowered his head and sniffed. There was no change on his wolf face. Seeing this, Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
After Jin Fangxin left, the Wolf King lost his composure and quickly devoured the fried meat on the stone slab.
Since he was a child, Jin followed his father, Tigwen, to Brownsea Island, where spices are the main industry. As Tigwen is an engineer on Brownsea Island, Tone Sudin naturally would not treat him badly and there was no shortage of various meats.
But Tygwen didn't like to have servants, and there were no women in the house. Jin not only had to cook for his father and brother who went out early and came back late, but also had to take care of his little niece, so he practiced cooking skills.
"It's been so long, His Majesty should be back by now. I wonder if the second round of knight selection has begun..."
Looking at the moon, Jin couldn't help but think of the scene during the last selection when Acaris was holding the spoils to greet the cheers of the crowd. He could only watch enviously in the crowd, and then he made up his mind to become a member of the Knights.
However, looking at the wolf king enjoying the moonlight after eating, he felt that it was impossible. Unless the Lord of Truth came to the world, no one could rescue him from this sixth-level wolf king.
Suddenly, the wolf king's ears moved, and he immediately stood up and howled. The female wolf in the pack immediately picked up her child and quickly left under the protection of the pack, led by several alpha wolves. The wolf king looked at the dark sky in the distance with fear, and only after all the wolves had left did he slowly evacuate with the giant wolf that was left behind.
After Jin joined the wolf pack, he changed homes every two or three days. He got used to it and thought it was the wolf pack's habit, so he packed up his things familiarly. The wolf pack also did not forget him as their cook. Jin was picked up by the leader wolf and thrown on its back, and he and the wolf king quickly caught up with the main group.
A while after the wolves left, a huge blue dragon came down. Looking at the roasted meat that had not been eaten yet, it knew that it was too late again.
The old man Arnold's positioning magic was not accurate at all, causing him to fail several times.
After Arthurs roared to the sky unwillingly, the terrifying dragon flame instantly burned all the bone racks left by the wolves.
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After more than ten days of hard work by the mages, White Wave Island was finally completed before they left. The towering Temple of Truth, the solemn City Hall, and the neatly arranged residential areas...
Looking at all this, Xia Lan really wanted to keep these mages and torture them to death. In order to prevent these mages from leaving a shadow on Bailang Island, Xia Lan also took great pains. He planned to tell them the final ownership of the Stone Soul Grass when they boarded the ship and left.
On the harbor's stone platform, Aceris was staring blankly at a potion bottle, thinking back to the night the battle ended. He hadn't drunk the potion the masked woman had thrown him. Should he find a chance to return it?
"Where's Sichun?"
Chekhov brought two bottles of brandy and handed one to Acheris, then drank it in big gulps. Seeing that Acheris didn't move, he said dissatisfiedly: "Brandy, disinfect... disinfection. If it weren't for this stuff, you would have died from the dozens of wounds that night. You should be grateful. Come on, drink it!"
Akeris clinked his black pottery bottle with Chekhov, took a sip, and then asked, "Chekhov, will we fight Count Hanyue?"
"What are you afraid of? I'm just worried about not having any battles to fight. Last time I killed a silver and two bronze knights before I was promoted to a seventh-level knight. I haven't fought enough yet.
And you did nothing, but just hung a flag and became a seventh-level knight. Come, for the glory of Faox!"
"For the glory of Faox!"
The two were drinking happily when they saw a group of knights running towards the dock. The leader was Kim. After losing to Acaris in the last selection, he hardly spoke to the two of them. All he did every day was practice.
"Quil, what happened?"
Chekhov didn't talk to Kim either, but asked Quill who was behind Kim. He was a member of the Akeris team and would not treat the two of them as imaginary enemies every day like Kim did.
"Captain Chekhov, a ship has arrived at the dock."
Acheris and Chekhov looked at each other, not understanding what the ship was so surprised about, but they both followed and walked towards the dock.
"It's quite bloody!"
At the dock, a red-haired young man was standing at the bow of an approaching sailboat. He was holding a longbow in one hand and a human head in the other. On his back was an unconscious red-haired woman.
The deck beneath the red-haired boy's feet was littered with rotting corpses, with maggots burrowing in the foul-smelling rotten flesh. Many new recruits on duty in the Silver Deer Legion vomited upon seeing this.
"Little brother, what brings you to White Wave Island?"
The red worm that came over just glanced at the deck covered with corpses without changing his expression, stared at the boy and asked curiously.
"I'm looking for Varyan Code to send his fiancée off."
Naturally, everyone on the island knew who Varian Code was, and there was a lot of discussion on the dock.
"When I saw that red hair, I thought it was Boss Frederick's illegitimate son who showed up."
"Our administrator is so lucky! I still don't have a wife..."
…
Red Worm didn't say anything, but just stared at the boy's face for a long time, frowned and asked: "Who is Xi Ping'er to you?"
The red-haired boy said indifferently: "My mother's murderer, where are the others?"
"Dead, beheaded by Lord Varean himself and buried in this sea."
Without a word, the young man turned and pulled out a blood-stained arrow stuck in the corpse. He bent his longbow, then released it and plunged the arrow head fiercely into the surging waves...
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