The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: The Mysterious Girl

After Ashe united the various tribes, her prestige grew day by day. Not only because of the holy bow of Avarosa in her hand, but also because of Ashe’s character-kindness, friendliness, and consideration for the people. The governance policy that everyone is equal is widely praised, and it is considered a miracle in the tribe to easily subdue a heralding eagle. Now almost everyone in the Avarosa tribe believes that Ashe is the reincarnation of Avarosa Convinced.

The hunters scattered excitedly to find big prey, and being able to please the war mother was also good for their own clan.

“Ai Xi, you are really welcome.” Lothar murmured, and followed the small animal footprints on the ground.

Even though spring has come, the Freljord is still very cold. A little sunlight shines on the ground through the snow clouds, but it doesn’t give any warmth to the body, but it’s a bit cool.

“It’s a bit colder than last year’s spring…” Lothar felt the strength of the wind and the weight of the snowflakes, “I’m afraid this year will be difficult…”

Lothar followed the footprints quickly. Hunting on the snow is a very difficult task. If you chase slowly, the footprints will be covered and disappeared by snowflakes. If you chase fast, you may scare away the prey.

Lothar maintained a steady pace, and soon came to a sparse forest with bare branches, as if the spring breeze hadn’t woken them up yet.

Lothar frowned, and the footprints of the little animals suddenly became very messy.

“I’ve been spotted.” Lothar squatted down to check. The direction of the footprints was not to speed up and flee, but to run away in a mess, as if they suddenly encountered something that frightened them.

Lothar continued to track and found new footprints.

The footprints of wolves.

The footprints are very shallow, much shallower than those of other small animals that passed by here at the same time. They are only sunken in the snow to the thickness of less than a leaf, and it is almost impossible to see it without staring hard. But judging from the size, this wolf is obviously an adult wolf, and it is still very large.

“Is there only one wolf?” Lothar searched carefully, but did not find any trace of the second wolf. Doubt immediately arose from the bottom of Lothar’s heart.

Wolves are not solitary creatures. In other words, wolves that walk alone are very weak. Let alone hunting large prey, even killing a small deer is very difficult for a single wolf.

Only wolves that live in packs can survive.

“Is it an old wolf or a wolf abandoned by the wolves?” Lothar observed the footprints again. The footprints were too shallow, and it was difficult to discern any information.

“A lone wolf…the footprints are abnormally shallow…” Lothar pondered, “Could it be a magical creature?”

As a hunter, Lothar has learned about many magical creatures in the Freljord, and has even seen many with his own eyes, but he has never heard of any wolf-shaped magical creatures that can walk on snow without leaving a trace.

“Could it be an unknown magical creature?” Lothar suddenly became interested. Most of the Freljord is a no-man’s land. It is not uncommon for there to be magical creatures that have not been seen before. He was the first to discover it.”

Thinking of this, Lothar was a little excited. The herald eagle that Ash tamed made Lothar drool, and he had always wanted a magical creature to be his hunting pet.

“Let’s follow and see.” Although Lothar had no confidence in subduing an adult wolf, he wanted to give it a try.

Besides, he was a child raised by wolves, and he has always had a special feeling for creatures like wolves in his heart.

The footprints of wolves are too shallow, so shallow that even with Lothar’s keen observation ability, it takes pain in the eyes to barely find them.

Lothar tracked it down patiently. Wolves are alert and cunning predators, and this one is very likely to be a magical creature. Lothar can’t let his guard down.

And the more he traced, the more disappointed Lothar became.

The wolf’s footprint gradually grew larger, and finally turned into the shape of a human foot.

“What’s the matter, is it a shapeshifter? Did any shaman pass by here? Fortunately, I thought it was a new magical creature.” Lothar’s face was full of disappointment, and then he became vigilant, “Why are there people around our migrating team? There will be a shaman who can transform. Is there any tribe that has no good intentions for Avarosa?”

Lothar didn’t hesitate. He interrupted his pursuit, at least to know the purpose of this beast spirit walker.

But in the end, the footprints disappeared out of thin air.

Not far from where the footprints disappeared, a person was lying down in the snow, and a lot of snowflakes had already accumulated on his back.

Lothar held the knife in one hand, hid behind his back, and approached the person who fell in the snow vigilantly.

Lothar lightly kicked the man with his toes, but there was no response.

“Who are you?” Lothar asked loudly.

Still no response.

Lothar put the knife on the back of the man’s neck, and pressed his waist with his knees so that he would not be able to attack him suddenly.

After confirming that the man was indeed in a coma, Lothar retracted the knife and turned him over.

To Lothar’s surprise, she was actually a girl.

The girl’s face was a little purple from the cold, but her body temperature was still normal. It looked like she had just passed out not long ago.

Looking at her height and appearance, she should be two or three years older than Lothar. She still has some childishness on her face, but there is a hint of fierceness and sharpness between her brows.

The girl looks very iconic, with a slender figure and a bumpy figure. Girls of her age are at the most vigorous development time. Lothar compared her breasts with Ashe’s. It is obvious that this girl’s breasts are bigger.

FemaleThe child has black hair and long hair. Strangely, her clothes are also black, and it is obviously not the clothing of the Freljord.

“Wearing black in the snow, do you still feel that you are not conspicuous enough?” Lothar directly ruled out the possibility that this girl is a hunter. No hunter would be so stupid.

Lothar began to check the girl’s belongings, not many – a bag containing food and water, a rough map of the Freljord, and a mechanism strapped to her arm.

“This is…” Lothar recognized this thing. He had seen something similar on the Demacian guards in Fossbarrow. “This is a crossbow.”

Lothar was very impressed with things like crossbows. When he was a child, he saw Demacian soldiers using this kind of thing to hunt. Unlike bows and arrows, crossbows only need to pull the trigger lightly to fire arrows, which made Lothar very interested. . When he was a child, he tried to make a crossbow by himself, and it turned out that he really made one for him.

It’s a pity that, after actually using it, Lothar discovered that the crossbow couldn’t adjust its strength as easily as a bow and arrow. Moreover, in the Freljord, the delicate mechanism inside the crossbow often freezes and makes it unusable, which is far less convenient than the bow and arrow, so Lothar later gave up this weapon.

The crossbow on this girl’s forearm was also not spared in the Freljord. The ice crystals jammed many of its parts, making it basically unusable.

To be on the safe side, Lothar removed her crossbow and put it in her hunting pocket.

“Who the hell are you?” Lothar was basically sure that this girl was from Demacia, but why did she appear here alone. You must know that the clothes she is wearing are not the rough linen clothes worn by Demacian civilians, but a fabric that feels very soft and unfamiliar to Lothar. Lothar knows that only nobles like Lacus and the others can afford this kind of clothes.

But how could a noble girl from Demacia faint in the distant Freljord?

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Although the equipment of the barbarians is far inferior to that of our army, they should not be taken lightly.

Although our army has artillery, crossbow bolts, explosives and other firearms, these weapons often encounter problems such as moisture and frost on the land of the Freljord, and their practicability is not high. Even if it can be used, the effect is not very good. Even if those berserkers are hit head-on by the artillery, they can drag their bodies and continue to fight. And those shamans who can release frost magic among them are even more troublesome. A few spells can turn artillery and chariots into scrap iron.

So, when facing those barbarians, don’t rely too much on the weapons and equipment in your hands. The capable soldiers in the army are what you can really rely on.

——Excerpt from a letter written by a Noxus veteran to his junior generals