Chapter 117 Reaching the Target
"How do you feel now?" Rhodes asked with his back turned after hearing Lunsa's rapid breathing calm down.

Lunsa put on her leather armor and outer clothes again to cover her exposed smooth skin.

After being freed from the restraints of the bandages, she looked at the round curve of her chest that swelled up, then looked at Rhodes in front of her, her face flushed a little.

"You can turn around now, sir. I feel fine now. I'm sorry to have worried you."

"It's okay."

Rhodes turned back and responded nonchalantly.

He looked at the girl in front of him again.

After being promoted to a knight, other aspects of Lunsa's changes were not that big, except that her temperament had a reassuring sense of stability.

Rhodes couldn't help but glance at her chest curiously.

Well, the roundness there is natural and has nothing to do with the knight's promotion.

Her curves weren't exaggerated, but they were definitely prominent at her age.

The raised arc not only did not destroy the temperament of the female knight, but made her image fuller, adding a bit of desirable softness to her heroic spirit.

After thinking for a while, Rhodes reminded: "The knight needs to ensure that the blood in the body flows smoothly. There is no need to restrain yourself. Your current condition is perfect."

Compared with the slightly flat shape before, the soft girl in front of you is naturally more pleasing to the eye.

Even just looking at it makes people happy physically and mentally.

And what he said was actually true.

For the knights, since they have all grown up, there is really no need to tie them up anymore.

Neither his aunt Elena nor his cousin Marcia were small in that aspect, and that did not prevent them from becoming powerful knights.

Lunsa's face turned even redder when she received the praise.

Noticing Rhode's gaze, she put away the bandage in her hand, suppressed her shyness, and cooperated by straightening her chest.

Seeing the hill standing in front of him, Rhodes felt embarrassed and silently looked away.

Otherwise I always feel like a leader who is harassing female subordinates. A glance is appreciation, but staring at them all the time is a bit perverted.

Shaking his head, Rhodes sat back in front of the hanging stove.

After finishing the chicken soup lunch with Lunsa and digesting it with snow chrysanthemum tea for an hour, the two of them rode on the snow horses and set off again.

After becoming a knight, this time, Rensa adapted to the high speed of the snow horse in a short time.

She excitedly admired the beautiful scenery of the surrounding snow-capped mountains.

At the same time, he pointed out the direction for Rhodes to climb the snow-capped mountain where the group of Apat people were.

Lunsa said to him, "When I went there with my father two years ago, the tribe had about 200 people. We were received by the tribe leader Sandy and his 10-year-old daughter Caroline."

"Although the local tribe lives in seclusion in the snowy mountains, they are very friendly to visitors and will welcome your arrival, sir."

Rhode nodded and said, "It would be best if we could live in peace. Would they be willing to sell some of their bees?"

The Aipark people often sell honey to outsiders and purchase supplies that are in short supply in the snow mountains from outside.

But Rhodes' target was the Northern Black Bee.

He was worried that if there was a tradition there that treated bees as family members and refused to sell them to outsiders, it would be a bit troublesome to deal with.

Fortunately, Lunsa's answer reassured him.

"As far as I know, every year the black bees in the North will have a new queen bee leading a part of the bee colony to become independent. Foreign caravans will occasionally purchase an independent bee colony to raise, but they don't know how to raise it, so the queen bee often dies soon after leaving the snow mountain."

"That's good, we're almost there."

Rod didn't worry about the feeding problem. He rode the snow horse and quickly crossed the rugged road of the snow mountain, constantly moving upward.

As we climbed the mountain, we saw stone steps on the ground where the snow had been swept away, which were obvious signs of human activity.

Ten minutes later, with Lunsa's confirmation, the snow horse slowed down.

They had reached the top of the snowy mountain at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters. A wooden gate appeared on the road ahead, marking the village of the Aipark people.

But Rhodes and Lunsa's expressions became serious, staring at the bottom of the gate.

Under the five-meter-high wooden door, there were five human corpses, with their necks tied with hemp ropes, hanging there tightly.

The corpses kept shaking in the cold wind, and each facial expression was distorted with fear.

Using the Eye of True Vision to observe the corpse, Rhodes noticed something unusual.

The corpse was abnormally shriveled, showing signs of magical interference.

It doesn't seem like it was dried naturally, but more like the blood was forcibly drained in an instant.

"It seems that even if I live in seclusion in the snowy mountains, I can't avoid trouble. I hope nothing serious happens." Rhodes retracted his gaze and jumped off the horse.

He stepped through the gate, with Lunsa following behind him to protect him and be alert to his surroundings.

The girl placed her hand on the hilt of the sword so that she could draw the sword at any time to deal with possible threats.

The situation in the village was different from what I had imagined.

A few steps inside, Lunsa ran into someone she knew.

On the street, a twelve-year-old girl noticed their arrival.

The girl first stared at Rhodes' face with curiosity.

Then he looked at Lunsa and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Are you, Sister Lunsa?"

Lunsa nodded, loosened her hand on the hilt, and smiled: "Long time no see, little Caroline."

"Sir, this is the daughter from the local village. It looks like nothing serious has happened here."

Lunsa told Rod that she noticed that after Caroline appeared, many other villagers came out of the surrounding houses.

Rhodes shook his head: "Something is not right with the villagers here."

He looked at the girl in front of him. She was wearing a thick white cotton jacket and a bear-skin felt hat on her head. She looked so adorable that he couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms.

But the girl's face looked unusually pale.

Not only her, Rhodes looked around and found that most of the villagers who walked out of the door had abnormal expressions.

Everyone wrapped themselves weakly in thick cotton coats, and from time to time someone would bend over and cough.

When the girl Caroline saw Lunsa, she did not show her happiness at the reunion. Instead, she ran over with an anxious look on her face.

"Sister Lunsa, why are you here? Get out of here!"

After getting closer, Lunsa realized the girl's weakness and put her hand on her shoulder: "Calm down, what happened here?"

"The village is haunted by a monster."

"Cough! Cough!"

Before Caroline could finish her words, she was interrupted by her father who came up behind her and coughed a few times.

The tribal leader, Sandy, a middle-aged man, came walking with a cane.

He patted the girl Caroline on the head and asked her to go back behind him.

Then he looked at Rhodes and Lunsa and sighed, "The village is not open to the public now. No matter why you are here, leave quickly."

Lunsa stepped forward and said, "Chief Sandy, you should know me. I am Lunsa, the daughter of Knight Loren. The one in front of you is Lord Rod Rossdale of the River Mouth Town, the White Horse Knight who defeated the White Frost Cult. If you encounter any problems here, we can provide help."

Sandy looked at Rhodes and shook his head after seeing his young face:
"Are you the lords and nobles down there? We don't need any help here. I say again, leave as soon as possible."

Seeing that he was refusing to receive guests, Rhodes was about to speak when he suddenly heard the buzzing sound of wings vibrating at high speed from behind.

It is so dense and noisy that it makes people feel dizzy.

(End of this chapter)