The middle-aged man who took off his cloak showed an old-fashioned face. In middle age, he has white hair on his head and wrinkles on his face, like a board carved with a knife.

A pair of bright eyes seem to be able to see through the hearts of others. For such eyes, kukas felt very uncomfortable.

The man carried a simple Scepter in his hand. The scepter was not inlaid with any gems and magic ornaments, but a large number of strange words and patterns were carved on it. Through the open area of the tarpaulin cloak, kukas could see a church sign clearly on his sleeve. Unfortunately, he is not so familiar with the church logo, so he doesn\'t know which church the other party belongs to.

"I don\'t lack money or cooked food. If you want to rest and eat here, tell me what you\'re here for, is it to rob fenril\'s ring? Or something else?" kukas tilted his head and looked carefully at the sudden pedestrians. He didn\'t feel any killing intention in these people.

"Of course, if you don\'t want to say that, forget it. I have a lot of food to offer you. Well, the cave is big enough to accommodate you."

"Ha ha! This friend, you are so careless. We didn\'t come here for finriel\'s ring, but we heard that there had been a sudden change here, so we followed the orders of our church and decided to come here to check the situation and spread our faith. Are you a cave giant?" the middle-aged man relaxed after listening to kukas\'s words. He took off his oilcloth cloak and revealed his gorgeous priest robe. His priest\'s robe was different from any priest\'s robe kukas had seen before, because his priest\'s robe was made of Aaron skin covered with scales, and a small nail hammer was pinned to his waist.

"I\'m a lot of cave giants who like to deceive people. I\'m a mercenary who came here to explore and look for fenril ring. My companions are dead, and now I\'m the only one left. Now I don\'t want to get fenril ring, I just want to leave here." kukas took a deep breath and moved his body to the fire. Although there was a bonfire in front of him, he felt more and more cold. Of course, this weather change was soon detected by these newcomers.

"Adventurer, I have clothes here. You can use them first. May the great God of eternal night protect you and let you get through this bad weather safely." at this time, a slightly petite young woman suddenly came out behind the middle-aged priest. She took off her oilcloth cloak and revealed an ordinary priest\'s robe. What drew kukas\'s attention was not her long blond curly hair, nor her jade white face and beautiful face, but the blond chain around her waist and the thick book bound at the top of the chain.

The young woman took out a wide oilcloth cloak and a thick leather coat from the magic bag at her waist. Although neither of these two things fit kukas, he thanked each other with a courtesy: "Dear priest, I will never forget your generous help."

"Hehe! The God of the eternal night is on the throne. I am not a priest, but a sutra." the blonde Sutra raised her mouth slightly and explained with a smile: "in fact, sutras are different from ordinary priests. Sutras can believe in gods or not. Priests help ordinary people and ordinary professionals, but sutras can only help professionals."

The blonde sutra was afraid that kukas didn\'t know her career, so he explained with a smile: "I didn\'t mean to deceive you, because what I said is true."

"Really? It\'s the first time I\'ve heard of the profession of Sutra." kukas was a little stunned, then grabbed his bald head and giggled. The middle-aged priest on one side gave kukas a deep glance, and then motioned others to enter the cave to rest and eat together. Because the middle-aged priest found that the other party actually knew the profession of Sutra through the change of kukas\' eyes.

The others nodded at kukas and went into the cave in turn. When they took off their cloaks, kukas found four Temple soldiers and two church Knights among them. The other seven or eight were mercenaries.

People gathered around the fire and watched the boiling pot swallow their saliva. Although they have never been short of food all the way, since the mercenary carrying cooking tools was swept away by the hurricane, more than ten of them have not eaten cooked food for three or five days. Especially this delicious broth.

Some small pots were taken out of the storage bag by kukas and handed to the mercenaries and members of the church. Then a mercenary scooped out some broth with a spoon and distributed it to others. Of course, they are very measured. They just make a little broth to drink. At the same time, mercenaries threw their dried meat into the pot as compensation.

Instead of eating the broth, the blonde priestess took a small piece of dry hard bread made of vegetables and flour from her skin bag and sat in the corner sipping.

Her small mouth is not big. In this cold weather, her lips look a little purple, and her two round faces are red with cold. The thick leather clothes could not cover her plump face. Even sitting on an animal skin blanket, the towering place on her straight upper body attracted the spies of mercenaries from time to time.

A strand of golden curly hair hung down and covered half of her cheek, which made the blonde Sutra look more beautiful. Moreover, her robe with complex patterns and patterns made her look more mysterious and noble.

"What shall we call you? Adventurer!" the middle-aged priest began to eat after a simple prayer. Like the blonde scribe, he only eats dry food, but doesn\'t eat and drink the broth cooked by kukas.

"Kukas, you can call me kukas." the bald man touched his bald head and said reluctantly, "do you know how to leave this damn place?"

"Well, leave here and go straight to the north. You can get out of the rocky ice sheet after traveling about 30000 miles." the middle-aged priest reached out and pointed out the outside of the cave and answered kukas\'s question in a deep voice.