Plains on the border of the Frost Kingdom.

Agatara pulled the linen scarf on his neck and exhaled a chill from his mouth.

The Demons, the Frost Kingdom and the Holy Church Kingdom have been fighting on this plain for countless years. Years of war have led to the chaos everywhere in the plain. Just dig a little under the snow to dig out a corpse.

Therefore, this place has also become a paradise visited by most "corpse thieves", of course, the premise is that these guys can seize the monsters that live on the plains and the orcs that appear from time to time.

All of this has led to the fact that the Frost Plain is very dangerous for the solo traveler Agata. Maybe she has been lucky recently and has not encountered any monsters or thieves along the way.

"Is it a little bit short?"

Agata came to a decayed tree. She stretched out her hand to peel off the snow piled up beside the trees, and a frozen dead bone was exposed.

The dead bone was stabbed to death under the tree while maintaining a raised hand. It may be because of its too conspicuous movement. It was regarded as a signpost for the army and was nicknamed "Smiling Johnner" by soldiers of the Frost Country.

"If you have a camera, I really want to have a photo and post it on the caster forum."

Agata put down the backpack behind him, took out a cup of wine in a bag and sat down with the 'Johnner'.

She opened the interface of her magic net... During the time she stayed in the demon world as a prisoner of war, Agata met many friends, one of the benefits was that she didn't know who gave her a leaf from the World Tree.

With the blessing of this leaf, she can establish a connection with the magic net no matter where she is.

‘I finally met Mr. Johnner today. I almost got back to the Frost Fortress, and I missed the bed at home.’

Agata opened his own caster's camp and left a sentence on it.

Not everyone can have this function of the Spellcaster Camp. It took Agata a long time to apply for his own ‘camp’.

After establishing the camp, Agata worked as a prisoner of war in the Demon Fortress. She updated her latest updates every day. Simply put, she was live broadcasting her life in text.

Even the name of the Magic Net Camp was changed to 'Agata who still wants to escape.'

‘What! The camper has escaped?’ Responder: Short-touch wand

‘I was released a week ago, but I think life in the Demon Fortress seems to be very comfortable, and I can eat enough and grow flowers.’ Reply: Son of the Lake.

‘It’s true, but I still have to go home and have a look.’

Agata responded to the message from the commentator in sequence below the camp. Her camp was not as hot as the flower of Farosy. A 'good morning' would have thousands of replies.

Her camp focused on about 500 people, most of whom were curious about how life was like in the demon fortress.

Although some people are questioning the authenticity of Agata's story, most people still believe Agata's rumors.

‘The last bit of dry food is finished, it’s time for me to set off.’

Agata shook his bag, there was not much to drink in it.

The hunger in his belly really made Agata miss his life in the demon fortress, at least he wouldn't be hungry.

Agata carried his backpack, but the interface of the Magic Net was not closed. No one chatted along the way, which made Agata develop the habit of sending any ideas to the camp.

She continued walking on the snow-covered plain, but she hadn't walked far...Agata saw that there seemed to be a team of cavalry in the distance.

Agata narrowed his eyes and stared at the armor worn by the cavalry in the distance and the heraldic emblems on the horse's clothes.

‘I have met our country’s border patrol! Although it’s not quite certain…but I seem to have been discovered.’

When Agata was editing the contents of the Magic Website, the team of cavalry seemed to have noticed Agata's voice. She could only raise her hand and signal her to be here, and shouted out her name loudly.

"I am the fourth descendant of the patriarch of the Baishuanglu family, Agata Gurishf!" Agata shouted out his name and surname loudly.

Members of the White Frost Deer family alone are enough for this cavalry team to stop and confirm, and Agata was once a soldier in the Barrier Fortress.

But the group of cavalry took out their longbows. At this moment, Agata suddenly realized something was wrong. An ice-blue inscription appeared on her hand. When the arrow shot towards her, a barrier made of magic appeared in front of Agata.

Having resisted the first round of attacks, she immediately threw down the heavy package behind her and ran towards the tree behind her.

Agata hid behind the tree, but subconsciously looked at the reply from the caster camp.

‘Can you go back on a horse?’ Responder: Magic Rooster.

‘Those guys are… disguised by the corpse thieves, not… it is impossible… it is impossible for the corpse thieves to wander around this area, there is something strange there.’

With her excellent typing speed, Agata sent her ideas to the caster camp. She took this opportunity to look back at the team of cavalry, and they pointed their longbows at Agata and shot arrows again.

"I am not an enemy! Do you not even give me room for dialogue?" Agata shouted loudly at the cavalry.

But they ignored Agata at all. One of the cavalry's arrows even had magic power attached to it, and instantly hit the 'smiling Johnner' beside Agata.

The ice sculpture instantly shattered into residue under the attack of magic arrows.

‘Johnner is dead again!’

Wait! Now is not the time to post camp news!

Agata waved his hand and closed the interface of the magic net. The two cavalry had rushed to his side, pulled out their sabers and slashed at her.

She could only pull out the dagger behind her and blocked one of them, but her body lost its balance and fell on the snow.

Another cavalry seized the opportunity and directly pulled his bow and aimed at Agata. The arrow had been shot out, and it was too late for her to release magic to resist.

Agata subconsciously closed her eyes, but the expected pain did not appear on her after a few seconds.

She opened her eyes tentatively, and at some point a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"?"

Agata widened his eyes and looked at the figure standing in front of him. His left hand firmly held the arrow shot at Agata.

"Master Noggs?" Agata said the name of the person in front of him in disbelief.

"A creature like humans does not need to communicate."

Noggs' hand slightly broke the arrow, and another cavalry rushed towards Noggs again with a sabre from the other side, but the next second Noggs waved the long sword he held in his left hand.

The thick snow was instantly drawn by sharp magic. The cavalry between the ravines and horses were directly divided into two, and blood splattered on the pure white snow.

Agata looked at this scene in a daze. She had no idea how to describe her current mood. She could only instinctively open the caster camp, where several people were asking about Agata's current condition.
Chapter completed!