There's definitely something wrong with this script.

The Western Continent and the Northland are adjacent.

But if you take the normal business route, it will take about ten days to reach the Northland, but if you directly cross the Ameche Mountains that straddle the two places, this time can be shortened by more than half.

The journey on the first day was very calm. The mercenary group acted in a low-key manner. Even after passing through the fortress, they would not stay too long, just resting temporarily.

And on this day, neither the Black Dragon nor the Holy See Army's pursuit had the slightest trace.

This also allowed Sora's tense nerves to slowly ease. Even if he still didn't sleep well at night, at least he got a relatively comfortable rest.

Finally, no more surprise attacks in the middle of the night!
In the early morning of the next day, the team stopped at the foot of Bailang Peak.

They need to get into the Ameche Mountains from here.

However, the team temporarily rests for half an hour.

Sola sat in the carriage, listening to the noise outside, and when he felt a little bored, he pulled the window curtain of the carriage and poked his head out to have a look.

The mercenaries are rearranging their ranks.

When they were still on the business road before, in order to deceive people, the mercenaries disguised as caravans were surrounded with the carriages.

But now that they were about to enter the mountain, the caravan also retreated from the protection circle, and the formation forming the escort was lined up behind the carriage.

In this way, dozens of people in the front opened the way, dozens of people in the rear were in the back, and there were also mercenaries on the left and right to protect them.

The carriage in the middle is full of security.

Since this day, the mercenary group has taken care of the two of them in every detail.

Although the mercenaries also charge money to do things, if they are really so considerate in handling every business, it is not surprising that this mercenary group can have a good reputation in the mainland.

Sola looked at it for a while and then withdrew his gaze, his neck was really crooked and a little sore.

She quietly looked at the young man sitting opposite.

The other party is reading a book quietly.

I've been reading a book since yesterday.

Of course, yesterday Sola also pretended to be nonchalant and inquired about what the book was, and the other party did not hesitate to transfer the book to her for a look.

Then she couldn't understand a word.

The scripted world will give players basic cognition of the world, such as the instinct of writing and communication, but it is limited to those things that the characters are aware of.

For example, the elves speak Elvish language.

Then if the player becomes an elf, he will not open his mouth and say "Abaaaba", the character's instinct will make him speak familiar spoken language.

But it will not be silent to speak the language of the dragon.

Unless the character itself knows the language.

This is the most basic communication ability between living beings, and it is also the beginning of a world's civilization development, and it will become an instinctive cognition after reaching its peak.

At the moment of entering the script, each player's communication cognition is changed.

No one thinks it's weird that they can talk.

Because this is instinct.

So after Sola saw the ghost-drawing characters in that book, he regretted why his character didn't learn another language. He heard that the book was still a magic book, but unfortunately he couldn't understand a single word.

As a descendant of elves, I can't even speak Elvish.

This is really the tragedy of a mixed-race family.

Sora sighed secretly.

However, after she inquired yesterday, it seemed that she could see that she was depressed. The young man said very gently that if he saw in the book that there was a suitable magic, he could teach her.

Sola immediately pushed forward halfway, and then she harvested a small ice magic.

It can make snow fall in places as big as a palm.

That's right, it's the slap-sized place after she opened her hand.

Sora: "..."

...

Sora groaned in his heart, resting his head on the wall of the carriage, sizing up the young man opposite him calmly.

The window curtain on the opposite side was also pulled halfway open, and the rising sunlight slanted in, and a bunch of it fell on the young man, and the fingers holding the spine of the book were shrouded in light as white as jade.

Long silver hair drooped on his shoulders, and a tuft of braided hair was exposed on the side ears.

Even though the other party hadn't washed his hair for two or three days, his silver-white hair still looked smooth and clean, with a divine shimmer from the sun.

However, the next moment, the young man who was concentrating on reading seemed to notice something.

He raised his hand naturally and twisted the exposed strand of silver, and then hid it in the white scarf to prevent it from being exposed to direct sunlight.

As a result, the hair that seemed to be shining brightly just now, the brilliance has been restrained, and the shadow has cast a layer of gray.

Afterwards, Xu Shuo looked up at Sola.

The girl who was looking at him secretly came back to her senses.

Subconsciously, she quickly looked away.

But then, he seemed to feel that his reaction was a bit self-deprecating, so Sora looked at the past again embarrassedly, and returned an embarrassed smile.

Xu Shuo's eyes flickered slightly, and then the corners of his mouth slightly bent.

"what happened?"

he asked softly.

Sola said uncomfortably: "It's nothing, maybe because I'm going to enter the Ameche Mountains, I'm a little nervous."

Xu Shuo said in relief, "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. The Maple Leaf Mercenary Corps is very powerful. He will escort us to Fort Kasai safely, and we will arrive by tomorrow evening at the latest."

Sora nodded absently.

With her right hand, she randomly stroked the hair hanging on her forehead, and then turned her head to look out of the window. The expression on her face seemed to be attracted by the movement outside.

But judging from the girl's tightly pursed lips, she still seemed a little nervous.

Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't say anything else. He picked up the magic book of the Holy See of Light and continued to read it.

……

After half an hour.

The mercenary group set off again, taking advantage of the bright sunlight, the mighty team walked into this ancient mountain surrounded by towering forests.

And just behind this mercenary group.

There is also a mercenary team following closely behind, but only a few kilometers away.

This mercenary team consisted of more than thirty people, dressed in dark chain armor and steel helmets so that they couldn't see their faces clearly.

And in front of this team, the same costume left puts the horse in the lead.

What Sora didn't know was.

Although she no longer encounters black dragon attacks.

But both the Holy See and the Black Dragon are escorting her to the North.

This is a great honor!
The maple leaf mercenary group in front is naturally also real, but the mercenary group is under the command of the Holy See of Light, but there are many sun knights in the team.

The aura of the Sun Knight is too dazzling, as long as it fights, it will inevitably reveal the aura of light.

Therefore, Zuo Fang only arranged for ten knights to enter.

He himself did not follow.

The main reason is that he has already shown his face in front of that elf descendant, and the second is that his fighting style is actually quite unique, as long as he fights, he will definitely be exposed.

In addition, Zuo Fang also needs to keep an eye on the dragon.

Luo Kun followed the knights and was hanging at the end of the team.

The young man was lazily lying on his back on the horse's back, his dark red eyes were looking directly at the sun in the sky without hesitation, his body was bouncing up and down with the rhythm of the horse's running, and he was not afraid that he would be thrown off.

Moreover, his black horse was being led along by a sun knight, because the kid was too lazy to drive the horse himself.

There is a great posture of love.

Under the sun, two teams entered White Wolf Peak one after another.

The Sun Knights did not approach the mercenary group hastily, but kept a distance of about ten kilometers from the Maple Leaf Mercenary Group at a moderate speed.

It belongs to the kind of distance that can catch up with unexpected situations, but will not be found because it is too close.

The Ameche Mountains are not easy to shuttle through, and there are bound to be many risks along the way.

……