Chapter 589
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The plains at the border of the Land of Frost.
Agata pulled the linen scarf around her neck and let out a breath of cold air.
The demons, the Land of Frost, and the Kingdom of Saints had been fighting on this plain for countless years. The long years of war had caused the plains to be in a mess. You could dig up a corpse just by digging a little under the snow.
That was why it had become a paradise for most 'corpse thieves'. Of course, the premise was that these guys could rob the beasts and orcs that lived on the plains from time to time.
All of these factors made the Frost Plains very dangerous for a solo traveler like Agata. Perhaps she was lucky recently and didn't encounter any beasts or thieves along the way.
"Just a little more?"
Agata came to a rotten tree. She reached out her hand and pushed away the snow piled up beside the tree. A frozen skeleton was exposed.
The skeleton maintained a posture of raising its hand when it was stabbed to death under the tree. Perhaps because it was too conspicuous, it was used as a road sign by the army. The soldiers of the Land of Frost also jokingly called it 'Smiling Johanna'.
"If I had a camera, I would really want to take a photo and post it on the spellcaster forum."
Agata put down her backpack and took out a bag of wine from it. She sat down with 'Johanna'.
She opened her magic net interface … During her time as a prisoner of war in the Underworld, Agata made many friends. One of the benefits was that someone gave her a leaf from the World Tree.
With the blessing of this leaf, she could establish a connection with the magic net no matter where she was.
"I finally saw Mr. Johanna today. I almost returned to the Frost Fortress. I kind of miss the bed at home."
Agata opened her spellcaster camp and left a message on it.
Not everyone could have the function of a spellcaster camp. Agata had applied for a long time before she had her own 'camp'.
After establishing the camp, Agata updated her status every day while she was a prisoner of war in the demon fortress. Simply put, she used text to broadcast her life as a prisoner.
Even the name of the magic net camp was changed to 'Still Trying to Escape Agata'.
"What! Has the Barracks Lord escaped? 'Responder: Wand of Short Reach
"I was released a week ago, but I feel that life in the demons' fortress is very comfortable. I can eat my fill and grow flowers." Replied by: Son of the Lake.
"That's true, but I still have to go home and take a look."
Agata replied to the messages one by one below the campsite. Her campsite wasn't as popular as the Falosi's, where a 'good morning' could get thousands of replies.
There were about 500 people in her camp. Most of them were curious about the life in the demon's fortress.
Although some people questioned the authenticity of Agata's story, most people still believed in Agata's rumors.
"The last bit of food has been eaten. I should be on my way."
Agata shook her pouch. There wasn't much drinkable left in it.
The hunger made Agata miss the life in the demon's fortress. At least she didn't starve.
Agata carried her backpack, but the magic net interface was not closed. She didn't talk to anyone along the way, so Agata developed the habit of sending her thoughts to the campsite.
She continued to walk on the snow-covered plain, but she didn't go far. She seemed to see a group of cavalrymen in the distance.
Agata squinted at the armor and coat of arms of the cavalrymen in the distance.
"I met our country's border patrol! I'm not sure yet … but I think I've been discovered. "
While Agata was editing the contents of the Weave, the cavalrymen seemed to have discovered her voice. She could only raise her hand to indicate that she was there and shout out her name.
"I'm the fourth son of the Whitefrost Deer Clan's leader, Agata Gurislav!" Agata shouted her name and surname.
The members of the Whitefrost Deer Clan alone were enough for the cavalrymen to stop and confirm. Agata used to be a soldier in the stronghold.
But the cavalrymen took out their longbows. At this moment, Agata realized something was wrong. Ice blue inscriptions appeared on her hands. The moment the arrows were shot at her, a barrier made of magic appeared in front of her.
After blocking the first round of attacks, she immediately dropped the heavy bag behind her and ran to the tree behind her.
Agata hid behind the tree and subconsciously looked at the reply on the spellcaster campsite.
"Can you go back on a horse?" Replied by: Magic Rooster.
"Those guys are … Corpse Raiders in disguise. No … Impossible … Corpse Raiders can't wander in this area. There's something strange about it."
Relying on her excellent typing speed, Agata sent her thoughts to the spellcaster campsite. She took the opportunity to look back at the cavalrymen. They aimed their longbows at Agata again and shot arrows.
"I'm not the enemy! Don't you even give me a chance to talk! "Agata shouted at the cavalrymen.
But they did not care about Agata at all. One of the cavalry's arrows was enchanted with magic, and it instantly hit the "smiling Johanna" next to Agata.
The ice sculpture instantly shattered into pieces under the attack of the magic arrows.
"Johanna is dead again!"
Wait! This is not the time to send a message to the campsite!
Agata waved her hand and closed the magic net interface. Two cavalrymen had already rushed to her side, pulled out their sabers and slashed at her.
She could only pull out the dagger behind her to block one of the attacks, but she also lost her balance and fell to the snow.
The other cavalryman took this opportunity to draw his bow and aim at Agata. The arrow had already been shot, and it was too late for her to cast magic to block it.
Agata closed her eyes subconsciously, but after a few seconds, the expected pain did not appear on her body.
She tried to open her eyes, and a pitch-black figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
“？”
Agata's eyes widened as she looked at the figure standing in front of her. His left hand was firmly holding the arrow that was shot at Agata.
"Lord Nogus?" Agata said the name of the person in front of her in disbelief.
"There's really no need to communicate with humans."
Nogus used a little force and broke the arrow. Another cavalryman waved his saber and charged at Nogus again, but the next second, Nogus waved the sword in his left hand.
The sharp magic instantly drew a deep ravine in the thick snow. The cavalryman and his horse in the ravine were directly split in half, and blood splattered on the pure white snow.
Agata looked at this scene in a daze. She did not know how to describe her current feelings. She could only open the spellcaster campsite instinctively. There were a few people there asking about Agata's current situation.
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