The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Since everyone thinks the northern brave's village has treasures, Atilan took out a whistle from his pocket and blew it hard towards the sky.

The girl looked at Atilan curiously.

"Why are you blowing the whistle for no reason? Did eating the Green Mulberry Fruit excite you that much?"

Atilan rolled his eyes at her.

"You three are all warriors, so naturally you can't appreciate the beauty of other professions."

The girl blinked her eyes in confusion.

"What's wrong with being a warrior? I know you're a ranger, but don't rangers also fight with scimitars and bows?"

Atilan raised a finger.

"Warriors are the most basic profession, and the difficulty of becoming a warrior is the lowest. Rangers are different. I pursue a stronger affinity with nature because rangers can use natural magic!"

"Taking the Green Mulberry Fruit will make my natural magic even more powerful."

As he spoke, gusts of breeze blew across the open space where Atilan and the others were standing.

A loud eagle's cry echoed in the sky.

The girl looked up, her mouth agape in surprise.

"What a big bird!"

"This is the final difference. We rangers have our own magic pets, which can not only assist us in battle, but also be used for travel. The speed is much faster than you warriors relying on your feet."

The General weakly said.

"Actually, we warriors also have mounts. I rode a horse here."

Atilan turned his head and raised an eyebrow, asking:

"Then where is your horse?"

"There's no need for a horse after going up the mountain. It's easy for wild animals to eat it if it stays at the foot of the mountain, so I let it return to Crimson Fortress on its own."

Atilan looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you sure that doing this won't make the people of Crimson Fortress think you're dead, so the horse ran back on its own?"

The General shook his head.

"No, I left a mark to tell them that I will be cultivating outside for a period of time and will return before the enemy invades. If there is an emergency, they can use magic messengers to notify me."

The girl excitedly raised her hand.

"Magic messengers, are they the kind of messengers that can find the recipient no matter where you are?"

"That's right."

The girl's eyes lit up.

"Can I raise one? We are all warriors, if you can raise one, I can raise one too, right?"

The General smiled awkwardly, and the Swordsmith explained:

The girl lowered her head in disappointment.

"Don't we warriors have any advantages?"

Atilan smiled teasingly.

"Of course, we do."

The girl hopefully looked up at him.

"The biggest advantage of warriors is that they are cheap."

The girl was very puzzled.

"Being cheap is also an advantage?"

"Of course, the threshold for warriors is the lowest, and it is the first choice for ordinary people to obtain extraordinary power."

"Extraordinary power? Don't warriors just have a weapon, some muscles, and strength to call themselves warriors?"

Although warriors are cheap, they are not as cheap as the pharmacist thought.

"Warriors also need to learn combat skills and specialized knowledge to exercise their bodies, make tonics to increase strength, physique, and magic resistance."

Of course, for a warrior like the girl who can grow up just by relying on talent, Atilan's words can be regarded as nonsense.

As long as you kill the magical beasts you encounter along the way, and then eat the magical beasts, or accidentally take natural treasures like the Green Mulberry Fruit, you can improve the above attributes.

"Although I am not a warrior, I also know some knowledge about warriors exercising their bodies. Call me teacher, and I can teach you."

Atilan looked at the girl playfully.

The girl snorted coldly.

"I don't need you to teach me. The two of them are also warriors. It's the same to learn from them."

The General and the Swordsmith were both a little embarrassed.

The General said:

"Although I learned some knowledge about training warriors in the kingdom's army, it's all basic, and I don't know if it will be useful to you. As for the skills I've explored..."

"They work for me, but I've told a few brothers in the army, and they all think they're not good."

That's right, general knowledge is the most valuable. Perhaps the efficiency of improving general knowledge is not as good as specialized knowledge, but general knowledge can be popularized to most people.

Even legendary warriors are rare to be able to summarize general training knowledge.

There's no way, who made warriors generally rely on intuition and wild training.

At most, they only know a little common language. You ask uneducated warriors to summarize the knowledge of cultivating future generations.

They really can't.

Even if they write it down, there are not many people who can practice the secret book and become a great warrior.

The Swordsmith also followed suit:

"The village chief is the most powerful warrior in our village. He said that warriors can reach legend as long as they keep fighting, or die on the road of battle."

"The greatest glory of a warrior is to die in battle, and the greatest sorrow is to die of old age."

Atilan smiled contemptuously.

"Those warriors who don't know how to teach apprentices will only use actual combat to let their apprentices understand on their own. Truly powerful warriors can design exclusive improvement methods according to the characteristics of their apprentices."

"They can even design advanced professions for their apprentices. Those warrior masters can do it."

The General showed a longing look.

"I really hope to have such a warrior master to guide my cultivation."

The girl blinked in confusion.

"I've been alone since I was a child, snatching things to eat with wild dogs. Fortunately, I met my master who took me in, taught me pharmacy knowledge. Finding materials to make rainbow crystal potions is my master's lifelong wish."

"I asked Uncle Blacksmith to make a scimitar and went out to make a living. I've been living well for the past few years, and I've killed and eaten a lot of magical beasts, and my strength has greatly increased, which shows that having a master or not is not important at all."

Atilan shrugged. Since the girl didn't need a teacher, he didn't need to force it.

He waved towards the sky, and the Wind Giant Eagle landed beside Atilan.

The Wind Giant Eagle, which was more than five meters tall, made the girl's mouth drop open in surprise.

"It's so big! Can it carry the four of us to fly together?!"

"That's right. Even if there are four more people, this giant eagle can carry them."

The Old Child waved his hand with a smile.

"I'm not going, there are still things to do at home. My grandson and I raise pets together, but my grandson wants one thing and then another. He raises the pet halfway and runs out to chase butterflies."

"But I can't ignore it. That pet cost us a lot of effort. My grandson is ignorant, but I can't ignore it."

Atilan's face darkened.

This Old Child's ability to scold people indirectly is getting better and better.

He actually dared to say he was a grandson!

When I get the Rainbow Treasure back, I will definitely make you look good.

Maybe he can directly beat the Old Child into a grandson.

After returning, he must have a good discussion with the Old Child.

Except for the girl who was a little regretful, the General and the Swordsmith were already used to parting.

Climbing onto the back of the Wind Giant Eagle, the excitement in the girl's heart was completely suppressed, and she rubbed her face on the feathers.

"This feeling is so warm, and there is no stench of ordinary birds at all. There is a very special smell. I don't know what the meat tastes like."

The Wind Giant Eagle instantly turned its head, its sharp eagle eyes locked on the girl, and its eyes were full of murderous intent.

The girl scratched her head and smiled awkwardly.

"Just a joke, no need to take it so seriously, right?"

Attilan jumped onto the wind giant eagle's neck and beckoned the two to get on.

"Get on, wanting to eat the wind giant eagle? Your skills are still a bit lacking."

The wind giant eagle spread its wings, and a gust of wind instantly stirred.

The wind giant eagle soared into the sky, already flying into the clouds in a few breaths.

Flying in the sky for the first time, the girl excitedly wanted to stand up and feel the joy of the cold wind blowing.

The swordsmith quickly pulled her back.

"The wind is strong in the sky. If you stand up, you will be blown straight down. Falling from such a high place, you will be smashed into meat paste."

The girl then obediently sat down, but still occasionally stretched out her hand to feel the cold wind.

"You can stand up and jump. The wind giant eagle is not an ordinary mount. It has the ability to control wind elements, and its intelligence is no less than yours."

"With a protective shield formed by wind elements, you won't fall down no matter how you jump."

The girl was just about to get up when she heard Attilan say.

"You seemed to have offended him just now. He's a bit petty. I don't know if he'll take revenge."

The girl couldn't help but pout.

"If I don't get up, I don't get up. It's just a flying mount. I'll have one in the future too."

The wind giant eagle's speed was quite fast. The swordsmith gave directions, and in half a day, they arrived at the Brave Village, hundreds of kilometers away.

"Stone Village? Isn't it Brave Village?"

The girl hopped to the entrance of the village, curiously turning her head to ask.

"There is a statue of a brave man in the middle of the village, but I never said this was Brave Village."

The swordsmith took the lead into the village but didn't see many people.

"Aunt Mary, Uncle Jack! Where are you all?"

The swordsmith's loud voice could be heard throughout the entire village.

Finally, an old woman opened the door and answered with a voice no softer than the swordsmith's:

"What's all the noise? Everyone has gone up the mountain to help this old woman retrieve her granddaughter."

"What happened to Silika?"

The old woman said indignantly:

"Silika went up the mountain to gather herbs, but she encountered a snow monster. The snow monster grabbed Silika to be his wife. We must rescue Silika as soon as possible! Otherwise, it will be too late when Silika gives birth to the snow monster's child."

"I remember you boy being a decent warrior too. Can you help this old woman out?"

The swordsmith thumped his chest loudly.

"No problem. I almost starved to death back then. Fortunately, I met Silika, who still came out to gather herbs in the dead of winter. She's like my sister. I'll definitely help."

As soon as they arrived, they triggered a quest.

Is this the protagonist?

"I'll help too. The Rainbow Hero would definitely do the same."

The general's heart was incredibly excited. He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity so soon to do good deeds in the village where his idol had done good deeds.

The girl directly drew her curved blade.

"Snow monster, I haven't eaten it yet!"

Attilan shook his head helplessly. This guy's first reaction when encountering an unfamiliar living creature was whether or not it could be eaten.

"Grandma, which mountain is the snow monster on?"

The old woman raised her cane.

"It's on the top of the snow mountain directly west, which never melts all year round. In the summer, when the sun shines on the snow peak, you can even see a rainbow."

Rainbow! Attilan keenly captured the keyword.

"I'll summon the wind giant eagle. We'll fly directly to the snow peak."

The girl looked at him in surprise. The girl didn't think Attilan would be this kind of warm-hearted person.

"Rainbow, there might be something we want in the snow monster's lair."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's take off quickly!"

The swordsmith excitedly pulled out his mining pick, then changed it to a hammer, eager to rescue Silika.

It was summer, and as the wind giant eagle flew high into the sky, under the sunlight, a rainbow actually appeared ahead on the snow peak.

"Look at the end of the rainbow. Could that be the snow monster's lair?"

This rainbow wasn't magically created. How could the end be the snow monster's lair?

Sure enough, before the wind giant eagle could fly to the snow peak, the rainbow suddenly disappeared.

The wind giant eagle circled around the snow peak. The surrounding area was covered in a white expanse of snow, and with each flap of its wings, gusts of snow wind were stirred up.

The girl couldn't wait to jump off the wind giant eagle's back.

Then she was like an arrow. Except for her head, her entire body disappeared into the snow.

"Why is the snow here so deep!"

Attilan used Feather Fall on the general and the swordsmith, and the three of them floated lightly onto the snow.

"Quickly pull me out."

Attilan grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her out like a radish.

Then, as soon as she landed, her feet sank in again.

As for Attilan and the others, they walked lightly on the snow, leaving barely visible footprints.

"Quickly give me one too. As expected, it's good to know magic."

With Feather Fall added, the girl immediately felt light all over. As expected, she couldn't leave obvious footprints on the snow.

The four of them searched the entire snow peak but didn't see a single cave.

"I remember that snow monsters live in caves. Why isn't there one?"

If shouting wouldn't cause an avalanche, the swordsmith would have shouted for Silika directly.

But Attilan felt that something was wrong. This snow peak always gave him a strange feeling.

With his druid and elemental attainments, he could sense that the surrounding natural environment was not enough to support a snow peak with a meter and a half of snow in the summer.

The snow peak was maintained year-round by some kind of extraordinary means.

Finding the reason why the snow peak doesn't melt year-round would lead to finding the hidden treasure of the Rainbow.

All of this must be related to the snow monster.

"Wind giant eagle, look from the sky to see if there's a snow monster's figure. Find it and come back and tell me."

Attilan looked at the surrounding green peaks.

"Do you think the snow monster might be on other peaks? We all naively think that snow monsters live on snow peaks, but is it possible that snow monsters don't necessarily have to live on snow peaks?"

The general asked doubtfully:

"Aren't snow monsters covered in white fur? How can they stand living in a place without snow?"

"Not all snow monsters are the same. We still need to find the snow monster to know what they're like."

Attilan broke off a branch from the only tree on the snow peak.

"Whichever mountain the tip of the branch points to, we'll go to that mountain to find it."

The swordsmith asked curiously:

"Is this divination? Do you rangers also know divination?"

"Sort of."

The branch flew around in the air a few times, and after landing, it pointed to a mountain to the east.

Riding the wind giant eagle, the four landed on a large rock on the top of the green mountain.

"Search separately. If you have any news, use your warriors' loud voices."

Half an hour later, they heard the swordsmith shouting excitedly.

"Found it! Found it!"

Attilan quickly came to the swordsmith's side and saw a wooden house.

A beautiful girl was treating the injured arm of a white-haired youth.

The white-haired youth was exceptionally handsome, even surpassing Attilan's transformed half-elf form.

Looking at the white-haired youth in front of him, his expression suddenly became a little strange.

"This is the snow monster?"