Chapter 54 Frozen Forest, World of Warcraft (Part I)

Chapter 54 Frozen Forest, World of Warcraft (Part I)

What made Du Wei depressed was that everything that the old magician bought was Du Wei's money. When Du Wei was caught, he also had a money bag with him, which also contained more than a hundred and ten gold coins.

I hurriedly put on a leather jacket, a sheepskin hat, a thick brim covering his ears, snow boots, and a waist knife ... Du Wei already looked a little like the adventurers who often came to the frozen forest to adventure.

Out of the hotel, a small sled had been parked outside, and four sturdy gray snow dogs were lying on the ground honestly.

There was very little space on the sled, and Du Wei had to huddle with the old magician, who was still the white robe... This guy doesn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all. And Du Wei leaned with him to discover the mystery. This old fellow didn't know what spell he had, and when he got close to him, Du Wei seemed to be by the stove, and the old magician's body exuded warmth.

"Hmph, is magic amazing?" Du Wei snorted.

But what he was curious about was that there was no coachman in this sled.

This old magician is an "all-rounder", even proficient in the ability to drive a sled, and I didn't see him shouting anything, just sitting on the sled, the magician gently said "Let's go!" The

four sturdy sled dogs on the ground in front of them immediately ran hard! Where to turn, where to slow down, without the slightest need to be harnessed by the old magician, those sled dogs honestly ran with the sled, and on the white snow, the sled dragged out a long print, and went towards the north.

Although he was covering his leather jacket and wearing a hat, Du Wei still felt that the cold wind made the skin on his face hurt, and his eyes could not be opened, so he could only rely on the hot old magician as much as possible to absorb a little warmth.

The cold wind in the north is made of knives ... Whether in his previous life or in this life, Du Wei lived in the south, and he had never been to the north at all, and this endless icy and snowy weather had never been seen several times in his life.

Along the way, the belly is full of the hateful old magician, and this damn ghost weather!

The sun was still hanging overhead, but there was no warmth at all, Du Wei's body shrunk into a ball, and in a short time, under his nose, the snot had condensed into a string of ice edges, wiped hard, almost tore off a piece of flesh and skin, and the painful Du Wei's tears almost came down.

The frozen forest is located at the northern end of the continent... It is said that this is the northernmost part of the continent.

This is also the official "border" set by the Roland Empire, and under normal circumstances, the people of the empire are not allowed to continue north.

Further north, the frozen forest is not just the freezing storm and snow, not just the endless forest... What's more, this is one of only two areas on the continent where Warcraft activity is extremely high!

At the southern end of the frozen forest was the strength of a corps stationed by the empire. The northern "Storm Legion" of the empire spread out along the southern edge of the frozen forest, and all the roads leading to the frozen forest were set up with checkpoints...

Of course, these are only obvious.

But secretly, every year there are still many mercenary teams that go to the frozen forest to adventure, and there are some small adventure teams... These people often have a little skill. Those terrifying monsters in the frozen forest are golden coins in the eyes of these people!

The furs and cores of those various monsters, if they can be hunted, can be sold for a large price when transported to the south.

The attitude of the empire towards this almost semi-public "smuggling" activity was actually "acquiesced".

Those armies walking on the southern border of the frozen forest are actually just blocking ordinary people from entering this dangerous area, while those adventurers with extraordinary skills, such as magicians or high-level samurai, can often silently evade the patrols and searches of the army. And some relatively large adventure teams even dare to confront small patrol troops for the benefit of smuggling!

Roland Continent is accustomed to martial arts, although there are a few strong people like magicians, but there are many warriors. In the face of the benefits of risk-taking, there are still many people who are willing to carry their heads to fight.

In the town where Du Wei and the old magician set off, in less than half a day, Du Wei and the others came to a checkpoint and looked at the imperial soldiers in white leather robes... These northern men are obviously much more cold than Du Wei, and there are even some high-level samurai, wearing only leather vests, bare chests, bare-chested, right next to the level, grabbing a lot of snow in the ice and snow to scrub their bodies. While wiping and shouting and singing loudly.

This level was built on the mainland, without stone... The frozen soil in the north is harder than stone, as long as you dig up some slightly softer soil to pile up at the warmest time of summer every year, and then pour water, a cold wind overnight is enough to freeze a solid earthen wall!

Looking at the soldiers wearing thick white leather robes, leather hats on their heads, and ice edges on their hats, Du Wei didn't know whether to marvel or admire in his heart. He just tightened anyway.

The old magician whistled, and the four snow dogs stopped right in front of the level.

There are about a hundred and ten soldiers in front of this checkpoint, seeing that in the ice and snow, a small sleigh rushed over and stopped in front of it, and everyone immediately surrounded it, those soldiers intentionally or unintentionally reached out and touched their waist knives, the strong man who caught snow in the ice and snow to take a bath was obviously the captain here, and immediately threw away the snow in his hand, grabbed a spear and strode over.

In the snow, this samurai ran extremely fast, three or two times ran in front of Du Wei, visually speaking, this guy can be called a "barbarian", long beard almost covers a third of his face, looks extremely rough, looking at his running in the snow, think of martial arts is also quite good.

These soldiers blocked the road, and someone was about to speak, but when they saw the old magician's clothes, they immediately closed their mouths!

These soldiers of the northern handle frozen forest are well-informed, and magicians like to come here all year round to catch a few rare magical beasts in the forest, and magic cores are magical materials that magicians like.

As soon as these people looked at the clothes of the old magician, they knew the identity of the other party... Although, the old magician did not have any magician-level badges on his clothes.

In fact, this is also a common thing in frozen forests... The magicians who come here know the ban of the empire, although the magician status is transcendent, but it is still impossible to openly fight with the empire, so in order to hide their identity, they will not hang their magic level badges, so that on the one hand, they show their magician identity to deter the soldiers who stand in the way, on the other hand, they also hide their real name and identity.

After all, there are not many magicians on the mainland, if you hang the badge, the other party knows their level, if you really want to settle the account, go back to the magicians' union to check, several levels of magicians, what they look like, you can basically find out.

Therefore, in the frozen forest, magicians only wear mage robes, but not badges, which is already a semi-public habit... This is called "doing bad things without leaving a name".

Du Wei's eyes widened, looking a little excited. In his opinion, this small group of soldiers wanted to block the road was definitely hopeless, although Du Wei did not know how powerful this old guy really was... But just because he can cultivate a magical genius like Vivian, he can easily send a dragon as a gift to his apprentice... Can this kind of guy be small?

If a fight was to begin, Du Wei bet that in a few seconds at most, the magician would be able to make these hundred and ten soldiers lie down.

But Du Wei was disappointed.

The old magician stopped the sled unhurriedly, and then touched it in his arms for a long time before he pulled out a crumpled piece of parchment - there is a habit in the circle of magicians, they do not like to use any ordinary paper, everything that needs to be recorded literally, use sheepskin.

"Gentlemen, I have here an official document from the Sorcerers' Guild." The old magician smiled and handed the parchment to the barbarian warrior: "The Magicians' Guild has given me the privilege of entering the frozen forest.

Looking at this old magician with a kind face, the samurai who led the team was stunned.

Although he seems rough, he also has calculations in his heart. Over the years, he has been ordered to guard the entrance of this frozen forest, and he can be regarded as well-informed, and the magicians he has encountered are not one or two.

Often those magicians, all of them are guys with eyes above the top. Or, simply cast a spell and fly directly over, or a gust of wind sweeps over, so that these soldiers can't even touch a shadow.

Or, just show your hand in public, deter the soldiers, and then swagger over.

After all, these are all conventions, and everyone knows that if the magician really wants to break in, such a hundred and ten people will definitely not be able to stop it.

However, this kind magician, politely took out legal official documents, and also looked like negotiation, but it was really rare!

With a skeptical expression, the captain samurai ended up with this crumpled piece of parchment.

I don't know how many years this thing in my hand is, the handwriting is already a little blurry, and there is even some denitrification on the sheepskin, tattered, and the captain carefully holds it in his hand, for fear of breaking it.

Take a look at the text above... The captain couldn't help but change his face, and he almost glared out his eyes!

"There is hereby an official letter, and those who hold this official letter will enter the frozen forest unconditionally, and no imperial party or local government personnel shall stop it!" The validity period of this document ... One hundred years!! What

the fuck is this? Valid for a hundred years?

This old guy isn't going to be fooling me, is he? The captain couldn't help but start thinking cranky when he saw this. He did encounter some scammers...

We all know that in this place, the army generally does not dare to stop magicians, and there are also some liars who make a magician's robe to fool people.

But look at the signature underneath this document...

"Emperor of the Roland Empire, Augustine V & Zuridya, President of the Sorcerers Guild of the Roland Continent."

A document signed by His Majesty the Emperor and the President of the Sorcerers' Guild?

And, even worse.

Signed Emperor Augustine V, who has been dead for sixty years! And the current president of the Roland Continent Magicians' Union has long been replaced! The president on the autograph also died forty years ago at the age of one hundred and nineteen!

Signatures of the former emperor of the empire and the former president of the Sorcerers' Guild?

What is the origin of this guy?

Whether this thing is real or fake, the captain can naturally recognize it! The signature can be forged, but the seal on it cannot be forged! The seal of His Majesty the Emperor, as well as the seal of the president of the Magicians' Union, are all marked with magic anti-counterfeiting!

When you get the document in your hand, these two seals will slowly appear on the parchment, and then slowly disappear...

The captain was immediately in awe!

The identity of this old magician in front of him must be a cow to a certain extent! At least an old man of an era with the former emperor of the empire and the former president of the Sorcerers' Union!

This kind of person, his own little captain can never afford to offend!

Even the captain couldn't help but guess ... Valid for a hundred years... How old does this old guy have to be this year?

He respectfully rolled up the parchment, sent his hands to the magician, and his tone became polite: "Your Excellency the magician, welcome to the frozen forest!" The twenty-seventh patrol of the White Wolf Infantry Regiment under the Northern Stormwind Legion of the Empire salutes you! What other requirements do you have, we will try our best to cooperate! The

old magician was very polite: "No, just please get out of the way."

In a word, the soldiers who blocked the road retreated one after another, and even took the initiative to quickly sweep out the snow in front of the pass, and then lined up to see off the old magician's sled.

Seeing that the level was far behind him, Du Wei couldn't help but ask, "That document... It's true?

"Really..." the old magician replied lightly, "However, today is the last day of the validity period."

Du Wei stuck out his tongue: "The last day?

He looked at the old magician's side face and couldn't help but ask, "You... How old is it?

"Little friend, has the tutor of the Luolin family degenerated to this extent? Use honorifics when asking your elders' age. The old magician smiled and said, "I... My age..."

Speaking of this, a trace of melancholy flashed in the old magician's eyes: "I can't remember it myself." "