My cemetery is connected to the game world

When he was far away from the slave merchant's shop, Helot threw the key in his hand on the ground: "You are not suitable for me, and I am too lazy to find the slave merchant to return the goods. You are free, don't follow me anymore."

The slave immediately lay down on the ground, picked up the key, opened the shackles on his hands and feet as quickly as possible, got up and got into the narrow alley next to him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The slave traders were right, slaves would run away as soon as they were freed from their chains.

Helot looked at the shackles thrown on the ground and smiled, then turned around and continued walking forward.

The Snow Castle is very easy to find. It can be regarded as an inner city separated by high walls and doubles as a military camp for watchmen. The castle's guards were not as strict as expected, and a cart filled with frozen fish could enter without being subject to too strict inspection.

It was Herot's turn, and he was admitted into the castle by saying only that he wished to obtain a luncheon, and by casting a ball of fire by a trick.

Just when he was about to enter the castle, someone behind him said to the guard: "The mage in front is my master!"

Helot was stopped by the guard: "Mr. Master, please confirm whether the person behind is your slave."

Helot turned around and looked... Although the sloppy Northern Xinjiang people all looked the same, the headband on his wrist proved his identity.

Now the slave had his discarded shackles on his hands and feet again.

Herot said: "Yes, he is my slave!"

The guard released again: "Your Excellency, Master, please enter the snow castle. You and your slaves can go to the dining hall to get a piece of food. If you can't find a place to stay, you can also apply for a cheap room to rest. But please do not enter. Areas where outsiders cannot enter, otherwise they will cause unnecessary trouble to you.”

"I'll remember it, thank you!"

Herot gave a mage salute to the guard and passed through the gate.

Behind the gate is a very open training ground, where a team of watchmen are riding armored bears for sprint training. Frozen fish are piled on the edge of the training ground, and armored bears who perform well can be rewarded with frozen fish.

Walking inside, we passed an ordnance manufacturing workshop, where the people wielding hammers and striking iron ingots were all armored bears. The human blacksmith could only serve as the armored bear's deputy. The strength of those armored bears was huge. Every time they hammered, sparks flew everywhere, and their white fur was roasted to brown.

Melis said that armored bears will forge armor for themselves, and some armored bears can even forge magic armor.

The armored bear is one of the magical species unique to the northern polar regions.

After passing through several courtyards with their own functions, Herot arrived at the watchman's dining hall and received a piece of food.

On the dinner plate, there was a piece of black bread as hard as a brick, a piece of meat from an unknown animal, a small bowl of fat and three baked potatoes.

There is no dining table, so the watchman just finds a place to sit in the snow nest to eat. In order to find out the news, Herot sat with several watchmen and listened to what they were talking about.

The slave also received a portion of food, but there was no bread, no meat, no fat, and of course no dinner plate, only three potatoes in his hands. He sat down not far from Helot, briefly cooled the potatoes with snow, and ate them.

Herot followed the watchman's example and cut the bread and meat with a knife, then dipped some grease in his mouth and chewed them. If it feels too cold, take a bite of hot potatoes to warm up the frozen meat.

It tastes so bad that I really want to throw it up.

His expression made the watchers around him laugh.

"Weak southerners should not appear in northern Xinjiang. Our bread can break your teeth."

Helot spit out the mixture in his mouth anyway and shot back: "Smart southerners know how to make food more delicious."

After saying that, Helot stretched out his hand and lit a fire out of thin air on the snow.

The identity of the mage silenced the watchman.

In the northern territory ruled by the Bingxue family, knowledge was in the hands of the top people, so mages were naturally very rare. If it hadn't been for a southern mage to venture to northern Xinjiang, these watchmen sitting in the snow eating might never have been so close to the mage in their lives.

Herot stabilized the fire, and then used the hanging magic to bake the frozen meat and hard bread on the fire. He then spread grease on the meat and bread and kept turning them.

After roasting for a while, the aroma filled the entire yard.

Sprinkle with salt and spices to make the aroma even more enticing!

Seeing the drooling looks of the watchmen around him, Herot raised a bonfire on the ground with a wave of his hand, and threw bags of salt and spices on the ground.

“If you want to eat like a Southerner, bake it yourself, and the salt and spices are free.”

Fuel is very precious during the freezing period. When the watchmen see the free fire, they immediately put their food on the fire to roast.

Packets of salt and spices are passed from hand to hand.

"Praise to the respected Master Mage! Praise to the generous southerners!"

Helot and the Watchers immediately became friends who talked about everything.

More information was found out.

The marriage between Master Panier and Princess Emma Lubeli is true, but Princess Emma Lubeli does not seem to agree. A big battle broke out in the central castle a few days ago, and it was only Master Rogrid of the Erwin family who arrived to calm it down.

I heard... Princess Emmalu Bailey was seriously injured in that battle...

When it comes to sensitive topics, some people speak up to stop them, but others are so afraid that they shut up immediately.

Hailot laughed and said, "I plan to go deep into the polar regions to hunt the cold monsters, just to join the Watcher and become a fan of Master Rogrid. But I heard that Master Rogrid has very high requirements for his fans. Do you know what kind of strength you need to achieve to be recognized by Master Rogrid?"

This is not a sensitive topic.

An enthusiastic watcher said: "If you want to become a fan of Master Rogrid, you must first join the Ice Knights, and then you must have certain achievements. I think it is not enough to hunt an ordinary cold demon. At least you have to hunt a super-level cold demon alone."

"I think Master Mage can consider becoming a fan of Master Paniel, so that you can stay in the Snow Castle."

"You want to eat meat roasted by Master Mage's fire every day."

"Don't you want to?"

"Master Mage, you really can consider becoming a fan of Master Paniel. Master Paniel is very easy-going, while Master Rogrid is very strict."

...

The watchers suggested that Helot follow Master Paniel.

It can be seen that Master Paniel is indeed very popular.

"I will consider your suggestions carefully. After all, there are many preparations to go to the polar regions. The first thing is to let my slaves grow meat so that they can carry more supplies for me."

The watchers looked at Helot's slaves, who were indeed too thin. With such a thin body, it would be a blessing if you can avoid freezing to death, let alone carrying supplies.

"Go, bring more potatoes for the slaves of the Master Mage!"

Heroth ate the hot bread and meat...

It's very close to Melissa, so I'll stay here tonight to see if there's a chance to find her!