Chapter 130 Circus

The bitter cold wind is like a knife!

Sauron also had to put on a cape and cover himself in it. This year, the north is colder than in the past. I don't know if it will only last this winter. Anyway, in my memory, it was not as cold as it is now when he went to the country of ice and snow. The heavy snow has basically stopped, but the melting speed of the ice and snow is very slow, and there are hardly any traces of melting. It has begun to freeze on all sides, and the ice layers on some rivers can allow people to pass through.

The weather is only at the end of September, and there are still five or six days before October.

The beasts in the ice field all began to come out for food. Because of the cold climate, the wolves also began to migrate. Sauron encountered many monsters along the way, but they all sneaked to avoid them. From a distance, the mountain was right in front of him, but when he walked up, he found that it still hadn't arrived. Soran walked for a long time before gradually approaching the range of Frozen Valley, because there were many more ice crystals on the surrounding trees. Frozen Valley is the coldest place, and the climate here is somewhat special, which has not changed for hundreds of years.

There were traces of the carriage in the snow. Soran stopped to observe and found that there should be a motorcade passing by.

"Who will go to the country of ice and snow in winter?"

Sauron pushed aside the snow and looked at the traces of the wheels. The cart should have been specially remodeled to widen the bearing area, but it was not transformed into a sled. It doesn't look like people coming from the south. It should be from a port city in the central region. The number of people in the convoy is relatively large.

"There shouldn't be any caravans coming over this season, right?" Sauron looked carefully at the front, but did not find them, it was estimated that they had passed yesterday. The progress in the ice sheet area was slow, and Sauron estimated that he could meet these people before tonight, but he didn't know who would go north when it was so cold. There are still traces of a bonfire nearby, and some scraps of food that have been eaten are thrown directly by the roadside. Sauron frowned at the debris in front of him, because he felt that the caravan was not in front of him.

The ice on the road is getting thicker and thicker.

When the sky was getting dark, Sauron finally saw a group of people in front of them, which were three large modified carriages.

The pack beast is a yak with thick fur. The whole body looks white and there is only one horn on the head. These yaks squatted around the periphery, blocking the cold wind in the leeward. In front of them is an experienced team. They have obviously been to the icefield area and know how to make themselves more comfortable, just like people in the desert know how to use camel enclosures to block the wind and sand. The domesticated pack beast was very docile, and Sauron saw no trace of the caravan guards. I didn't see many mounts, and the people in front of me were not businessmen.

"Who!?"

A small figure jumped out, squinting and looking here, Sauron saw a green-skinned goblin, but it was a little different from the goblins he had seen before, its expression was richer, and its face was smeared with weirdness of oil paints. It looks like a big face, like a clown. As the goblins shouted, more than a dozen people stood up near the carriage, almost all kinds of races could be seen, and there were even pretty elves standing beside the burly orcs.

"circus?"

Sauron frowned slightly, walked over slowly, and said with a smile: "A traveler passing by, seeing you here, come over and ask for a hot soup."

The greenskin goblin glanced up and down at him, then gave a comical smile. He beckoned: "Come here. We also just camped."

A solo adventurer.

It doesn't look like much danger. At least it can't threaten such a big team.

Sauron approached slowly, and his expression was not completely relaxed. After looking at his eyes, he asked, "Circus? Are you planning to perform in the Ice and Snow Country?"

Three big cars.

Two of them were loaded with a lot of debris. Many are performance tools, and there is one that is not very clear. From the outside, it is quite ornately decorated.

"Of course." A beautiful elf stood up, her skin was very delicate, and she seemed to be of a prairie elf blood. She was wearing a delicate skirt, a bit like a dancing lady's skirt, but the neckline was quite wide. A white and greasy chest was exposed. The side of the skirt has a fork, and there should be buttons in it to fix it. If it is unbuttoned, the snow-white thighs will be exposed. She looked at Sauron with her head tilted, and after feeling that he didn't look like a bad person, she complained casually, "If it wasn't for the show, who would want to come to this cold hell!"

Sauron narrowed his eyes slightly, not because of the beauty of the other party, nor because of the greasy chest, but because of the clothes on her body.

In such a cold weather, she still wears so little, although it is cold, she still looks normal.

She should be an advanced professional!

Don't underestimate the performers in this world, because many are part-time bards, especially such circuses, opera troupes and performance troupes. The number of professionals in them may reach half, and most of them are worth a lot of money. These professionals are like stars in previous lives, and they can be welcomed everywhere. A formal performance may be more profitable than an adventurer who works hard. Just like the green skin goblin just now, it should be a special professional clown dancer advanced by the bard, so it was able to discover Sauron so quickly.

A little closer.

Sauron saw an emblem with a slender shadow on it, surrounded by barriers, and colorful cloth yarn. He looked at these people in surprise, and asked, "Phantom Circus?"

"Huh?" The elf girl glanced at him with a smile and said, "Have you heard of us?"

"I've heard of it." Sauron nodded and said slowly: "You are very famous in Port Arthur, and it is said that there are some very special and wonderful performances."

The elf girl giggled and looked at him playfully and said, "Not everyone is qualified to watch those performances!"

Sauron shrugged slightly, not really looking forward to those performances.

"come on."

The greenskin goblin stretched out his hand and motioned him to go to the campfire. It looked completely different from the goblins in the wilderness. It should be the goblin group near the gravel port. The goblins over there were once servants of the great arcanists. After the destruction of the empire, they still retain a part of the inheritance. Their skin is lighter than other goblins, and they have no sense of identification with the goblins in the wild. They treat wild goblins the same way Africans treat cannibal tribes, and they will never show mercy when it's time to kill!

"My name is Tongban. I'm a clown." The goblin showed a funny smile, raised the food in his hand and said, "Would you like to try it? Barbecue ice frogs! The good food that can only be eaten here, tastes better than others. Bullfrog tastes so much better!"

Ice frog?

Sauron glanced at the food in his hand and frowned, "This seems to be poisonous, right? It will cause diarrhea after eating it!"

"It's okay." Copper shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said, "Goblins dare to eat anything."

"Copper likes to eat frogs, and is not afraid of poisoning!"

by the campfire.

A group of people sat around, there were orcs, dwarves, elves, humans, etc., there were more than 20 in number, and women accounted for nearly half of them. Sauron glanced and found that most of them were advanced professionals. Among them, the proportion of troubadours is high. The Phantom Circus is an organization active near the port. Naturally, the members are not the only ones in front of them, they should only be part of it. Except for the two people who spoke, the others were indifferent to Sauron, just busy with their own affairs.

There was a human girl wearing a doll mask, with dozens of flying knives stuck in her waist, and looked at him with provocative eyes from time to time.

The elf girl should be one of the people in charge, if the unseen woman in the carriage is not.

"What's your name? How could you come to this deadly place alone." The elf girl came over and sat down directly beside Sauron. She had a special scent on her body. Sauron was familiar with this scent and was in charge of the goddess of lust. Pastors often have it.

Sauron smiled, glanced at her and said, "Sauron. A solo adventurer who wants to go to the country of ice and snow to see."

"Where is your destination?"

The elf girl glanced at his machete and said with a smile: "Go to Arendelle, their eldest princess will be enthroned. The palace steward invited us to perform."

Both sides are in tentative communication.

The others didn't seem to care much, but their attention was actually on Sauron, after all, he was a stranger.

"Arendelle?"

Sauron's expression was a little surprised, and then he seemed to think of something and said, "That place seems to be a little special. Haven't you heard anything before going there?"

The elf girl smiled slyly and said, "Have you heard of anything? We haven't heard of anything!"

"Have you heard anything?"

Sauron glanced at her, shrugged his shoulders gently, and said, "Isn't there a legend a long time ago that the incarnation of the Goddess of Ice and Snow descended there?"

The elf girl blinked and said with a smile: "Really? Then I really haven't seen the incarnation of the gods!"

A crisp bell rang in the carriage.

The elf girl gave a stunned expression, then quickly got up and walked over. The door curtain was very thick, and nothing could be seen outside.

after awhile.

The elf girl came out again, looked at the other people and said, "The head of the group said that you should rest well and try to get out of the Frozen Valley tomorrow morning. By the way, your name is Sauron, right? You can also camp here, if you don't If you bring something, I'll ask them to prepare one for you."

Sauron smiled and shook his head to indicate no need.

As the woman in the carriage spoke, the others also treated him a little better.

A group of people started to get busy, and Sauron made a simple arrangement. The cold wind was still strong outside, and the bonfire would dim from time to time. The masked human girl was looking after the bonfire. Passing by the gorgeous carriage, Sauron glanced slightly, he seemed to notice some special wet marks, because the cold weather had formed a thin layer of ice.

The traces are a bit like those left by snakes!

………………(To be continued ~^~)