War in Heaven

At the same time as the sound of the door sounded, the silver wolf that had slept soundly suddenly stood up. Some turbid yellow eyes looked at the main entrance of the wooden house, holding long fangs, and the mouth slowly sipped a saliva.

Lin walked over and reached out and touched his "old man" furry head, indicating that it calmed down:

"Nothing, it seems not an enemy."

That being said, he picked up the short-handled dagger on the central wooden table of the house, and he stood in front of the door and pulled open the wooden door like a frozen door.

boom!

At the moment when the wooden door opened to the inside, the cold wind brought the snow into the house, causing the temperature in the room to drop by more than ten degrees. The floor in front of the wooden house was covered with a layer of white snow.

At the same time, the wolverine was "blowing" into the house, and there was a man who was wrapped like a scorpion and his face was white.

"I almost died outside..."

The postman sat on the ground, panting with a big mouth. Above the chapped lips, the two mustaches turned white and looked extraordinarily funny.

Lin Chi closed the wooden door with a raging wind, looked down at the postman and asked, "What about my letter?"

"Wait a minute, let me slow down..."

The body of the postman twitched for a while, and the whole person rushed to the side of the fireplace with a roll of climbing, and stuck it in front of the stove, and it was badly drilled.

Seeing this guy's move, the silver wolf was sure that the person was not threatened, and once again lazily squatted down, lying on the floor with his ears up and closing his eyes.

Sitting at the fireplace for five minutes, the postman who was almost frozen into a popsicle, finally recovered a little angry, reached out and took a letter from the shoulder bag and handed it to Lin Chi:

"This is a letter from Wang Cheng, a knight sent me over."

The postman said that he turned his head and looked at the snow outside the window, as if he was scared: "Can I stay here for a while? Wait for the snow to go a little further..."

"As you like, just don't touch my bow and armor." Lin Chi pointed to the broken chair that he had just sat next to the wooden table: "Sit down."

Upon hearing this, the postman thanked him and walked over to the wooden chair.

Lin was sitting on the carpet in front of the fireplace, unpacking the thick envelope and taking out a piece of milky white stationery.

The text on the paper is mainly composed of diagonal lines and circular patterns of different sizes. It is a language that Lin Chi has never seen before. The strange thing is that, like the translator, he can fully understand the meaning of this text:

Members from ‘Shadow Guardian’:

The kingdom has issued a call for deportation: an unprecedented **** war is coming, please take up the weapons again and prepare for the slaughter of the enemy.

Members of the Savia Valley, please gather at the stone statue on the west side of the valley at sunset tomorrow, and someone will provide you with specific information about the enemy.

Please note that you should never reveal your identity and the enemy may be looking for traces of Shadow Guardian. In addition, it is best to 'handle' the postman who sent the letter.

At the bottom of the letter, there is an oddly inscribed coat of arms: two swords are inserted into the eye sockets of the dragonfly, but the two bone claws of the dragonfly are posing in the position of scissors hands...

"The coat of arms of this secret organization is quite unique."

Lin Chi spoke a word, throwing the letter into a fireplace and turning to look at the postman sitting at the table with a look of expression. then……

He placed the dagger on the shelf next to the fireplace, pulled another broken wooden chair in the corner, sat down at the table, and asked casually: "Is it very hard to send a letter?"

"Yeah, this weather has to work, it is a fate."

For a long time, I finally found the object of complaint. The postman immediately complained to him: "We can only earn ten gold coins in a year, and those nobles can earn thousands of things while sitting at home doing nothing... ”

Seeing that this postman was continually fascinated by his "open heart", Lin Xiaosang’s face showed a faint smile:

In the context of the story of this game, almost ignorant, he certainly would not kill the postman as the letter said. Instead, I started to get close to it and tried to get information about the game from this population.

Perhaps because the postman had a problem with his head in Blizzard, the process of obtaining intelligence was much simpler. Lin Chi just asked a few words at random, and the postman almost said all the information he knew.

- The location of this wooden house is naturally the ice of the Savia Valley.

The productivity and technological level of this era is basically the same as that of medieval Europe. Although it is constantly improving, it is still quite brutal in some respects and can even be described as cruel.

According to ancient legends, this valley hides the secret treasures left by the ancient dynasties. It is said that there are even legendary weapons that can destroy the land.

For this reason, this icy valley, which is in a state of cold throughout the year, has always been a place of competition for three nearby countries.

As for the three countries in the vicinity of the frozen Savia Valley, Lin Chi did not ask much. After all, for him, this kind of information is actually not important. Just know which side is an ally and which side is an enemy...

What Lin Chi wants to know now is about the so-called "Shadow Guardian".

It seems that you should be a member of this organization.

And this organization seems to belong to the dangerous secret organization.

Although the postman probably won't know about the secret organization, Lin Chi asked tentatively:

"Have you heard of ‘Shadow Guardian’?”

When the words came out, the postman who had a comfortable expression on the wooden chair, suddenly returned to the rosy cheek suddenly turned gray again, suddenly stood up and turned away, panicked and said: "I still have a few Letter to send, thank you..."

After watching the other party leave, Lin Chi forced to close the door of the postman, and returned to the table to keep his eyes on the armor of the corner:

- If the content mentioned in the letter is correct, there is a possibility that there will be a war in this valley.

Now it seems that there is no clue in the house. Before the war, it is better to go out and look at the situation in the valley.

With this in mind, Lin Chi took the set of gray heavy weights and put them on himself.

Hearing the jingle of the armor, the silver wolf ran over, and under the gaze of Lin’s surprised eyes, the light-skinned road sneaked into the shackles on the ground, and the body suddenly wore an iron-gray armor.

“And this kind of animal?”

Lin was grinning, reaching out and touching the ear of the "pet", then picking up the recurve bow and quiver and carrying it behind him.

Perhaps because of the memory of the old days in this body, he always felt that the wolf looked particularly gracious.

Although it is still licking its teeth, it does not have any hunter's majesty. In Lin's eyes, there is even a strange feeling.

"Follow me, old man."

Lin Chi said to open the door and walk into the whistling snow.

The silver wolf wearing the scorn was immediately followed. When Lin Chi was planning to close the door, it had already bitten the twine wrapped around the doorknob and pulled it hard...

"Hah, thank you." Lin Chi smiled.

——With such a reliable follower, you should not consider the issues under the recruitment department for the time being.