.Chapter 1 is so cold

I walked aimlessly in the snow and ice. Looking around, the pine trees around me were covered with thick snow, and occasionally I could hear the "crunching" sound. It was the sound of the pine branches being crushed by the snow.

It was so cold. I was angry and rubbed my hands. Although I was wearing a thick fur coat, I still felt the cold and harsh.

You can't wear gloves, otherwise you can't draw your sword quickly. Similarly, you can't wear a hat, as it will block your sight - in this world, sometimes attacks will fall from the sky - such as the ice and snow dragon that I had a meal yesterday - I don't know if this title is correct - of course, the pile of bones can't provide me with research materials now.

Just do it. Keep it up with this situation. If you can't hit the next village before dark, I'm afraid I'll experience what it feels like to "freeze to death".

If that's true, that NV person would definitely be laughed at to death.

While thinking this, I shook my body and lost all the snow on my body. Then I continued to move forward.

If the Magdeburg map merchant did not lie to me, then when I advance three to six more xiǎo at this speed, I will be able to enter the next village.

I complained like this, and then I grabbed my horse's belly and accelerated a little.

What a joke, isn’t it completely dark in the worst case? It’s really damn, the medieval level of cartography is not rigorous at all.

The continent I came to this time was a different world called Harkgenia. There were many swords and magic. There were no shortage of fantasy beasts and dragons, all kinds of monsters, barbarians, religious inquisitions... and so on. Such a typical medieval fantasy world.

The place where I was born was the end of the so-called civilized world of the mainland, the easternmost part of Germania. This country, which was pieced together by eight electoral states, dozens of Bible states, dozens of free markets and more fiefs - in fact, it is hard to say whether it can be called a country - is named the empire in its name.

Although the so-called emperor of the empire was basically elected by the eight electorates, he was much worse than the emperor in the solitary impression of the emperor, Kohan Tianxian, who acted on behalf of the heavens. Moreover, most of them—at least eight out of ten, had the final result of being killed by someone. For example, Condra IV in the past few years.

Therefore, what is the ending of Albresette III, who has just taken office? Please wait and see.

Speaking of which, the NV man was really cruel. He said that he would seal my power, and after a while, he would seal it completely. He also had the Heavenly Demon Sword and the Angel Battle Armor were also sealed. Now he was just ordinary, extremely sharp and extremely strong swords and armor.

Therefore, it does not have a warm effect.

It's really troublesome. Why don't humans in this world evolve into cold resistance like animals? Just like this white horse under my crotch. I kept chanting while continuing to breathe and rub my hands.

After speeding up the pace a little, the benefits were still obvious. Finally, after four more times, I arrived at that village - if it could still be called a village.

I believe that the villagers would not light up their houses for the sake of heating, nor would they just open a big dong on their own for fun.

Barbarians...

Listening to the heart-wrenching crying sounds coming from not far away, I curled my lips. Although I was a little reluctant, I couldn't leave it alone.

Immediately afterwards, I came out of the sword of the Heavenly Sword—and then drove the horse to charge towards the place where I cried.

The harsh winter is an extremely cruel test for everyone living on this land. The same is true for these barbarians who are over two meters tall, weigh more than 200 kilograms, never take a bath in their entire lives, and emit an unpleasant odor.

Therefore, they left the deep mountains and forests where they lived, and raided the villages of human reclamators in groups, plundering food.

Since hundreds of years ago, Germania's serfs who had had enough of the war came to this harsh world, reclaiming land and growing food, the barbarians living in the mountains and forests have had such a way of making a living. For both sides, this kind of thing was ordinary. Of course, the settlers' villagers only heard of it, but had not experienced it personally. Because almost all of them had died.

At the beginning, the village chief tried to resolve the disaster by taking the initiative to give out some food. So the leader of the barbarian negotiated with him with the axe in his hand. The result was that several young people who dared to resist, plus the village chief's head, and all the food used for winter in the entire village became the trophy of the barbarians.

After that, the massacre was slaughtered. The villagers were all concentrated in the open space in the middle of the village, and then the heads were cut off and blood was sacrificed to the blood god.

Speaking of which, this is not the first time I have seen such a thing. Of course, the time and the scene are different. Sometimes it is a village, sometimes it is a town, sometimes it is a caravan, and sometimes it is a travel. In short, there is no absolutely safe place on this land of complaints. And there are no absolutely safe people.

So, a ranger like me is very popular. With a little handsome appearance and strong strength, it will become a legendary story if it is not right.

Ah, I have been working in this job for four years. I have been working in this job since I was eight years old. I am walking around the wind, snow, barbarians, and monsters every day.

But this is also impossible. Maybe I feel that my ability is enough. This time I was born, the God of Death did not give me excellent initial conditions. I just simply threw me into a very ordinary farmhouse. My mother, who gave birth to me, died of labor. My father was arrested and I don’t know where he died. I was forced to come out when I was eight years old. By the second year, I heard that the village where I gave birth to me was thieves, and hundreds of people were cut off their heads, and blood sacrificed to the blood god.

It's like this now.

The barbarians were startled by the sudden attack, but when they found out that their opponent was only a person, and they looked like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, they laughed at each other. The villagers who had just had a little hope were dimmed again. After all, I am not reliable now as a teenager.

The first barbarian who was hit by the brunt of the axe was swung his axe and planned to cut me into two pieces with people and horses. This is indeed unlikely for ordinary humans. But for the rough and thick barbarians, it is a piece of cake.

Afterwards, as the war horses charge faster and faster, the barbarian concentrated his breath and waited for the moment when he was about to fly - swing the giant axe - and then enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the head flying - and then he found that his hands suddenly lost control for some reason. His brain had issued the command to slash, but his hands did not execute. At the same time, behind him, the companions of the barbarians exclaimed for some reason - he lowered his head and found that his arms were cut off the moment they met.

Immediately afterwards, his head flew high.

The savage people behind him roared wildly, and rushed over without hesitation with anger, intending to use their numerical advantage to defeat me.

However, the knight's charge did not stop. Like an arrow from the string, it pierced straight into the barbarian with a scattered formation. The water swinged by the long sword in his hand could not be poured in, and all the attacks on himself and the mount were taken away. It was obviously just a sword with one hand, but it could take over the power of the barbarian who swung the giant axe without hesitation. It was simply incredible.

In this way, I completed a drilling, and more than a dozen incomplete corpses appeared on the ground. Then the second time. The number of barbarians suddenly decreased to single digits. The remaining barbarians looked at each other, and then ran towards the villagers.

"Are you a hostage?" I snorted lightly, and then several flying knives came out from the knife bag outside the fur coat, one by one, pierced the back of the barbarians. However, there was still a barbarian lucky one who escaped. When he was about to fly, he had already run into the crowd, grabbed a child and grabbed her neck with one hand.

"Don't come over or I'll break her neck," the barbarian shouted.

I frowned, then stretched out my hand into the knife bag.

"Don't think of playing with flying knives, it's not that fast." He shouted after seeing my movements. At the same time, he held the hand of the child's neck and exerted even harder.

"Indeed, it would be great if I brought a hand gun." I said so easily: "Okay, let that child go. You can leave."

"Why should I believe you?"

"Why... this is hard to say." I slowly stretched out the hand in the knife bag in trouble, and the barbarian also looked at my hand nervously until he saw that there was nothing in my hand, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I want to take this girl with you." The barbarian put forward the conditions. The child was also scared and cried.

"It's not good... Otherwise, if you let her go, how about I be your hostage?" I smiled and perfunctorily, trembling slightly, and emitted several extremely fine syllables. At this time, the barbarian suddenly found that there was a colorful light in my palm.

"——Not this xiǎo is a fool." The barbarian's heart hopped suddenly, and then he tried his best to kill someone with his hand.

But he was a little slower, and the transparent crystal magic wand in my hand suddenly flashed several light spears as delicate as hair in an instant, shining the savage man's head into a sieve.

It's really troublesome. Humans in this world have to use magic wands. While thinking this, I jumped off the horse's back, walked to the side of the child, smiled at her and said, "It's okay."

"Wow...Mom" the child finally couldn't help but hugged me and cried.

The looted village, the bloodthirsty barbarians, and the sudden savior-like knights. This day ended like this.
Chapter completed!