Snowman’s Lair

"We might as well go and take a look. Dangerous places often have ways to survive!"

Rogge strode ahead, and Catherine took off her silver musket and followed behind, walking softly along the straight cave. After walking for a while, Rogge suddenly reached back and held her shoulder. .

Catherine was startled and subconsciously stopped and stepped back, but Roger held her shoulders tightly. He turned around and said, "Shh, don't make any sound. We are uninvited guests now. We will be beaten if we trespass on the host's house! "

He pressed his body against the wall and pulled Catherine to his side. The two of them looked out of the cave entrance and saw a large and gloomy cave. The ground and walls were covered with crystal clear white crystals, emitting a dim light. light.

Some monsters with long white hair were walking around in the cave, or lying down and sleeping, and they heard low roars from time to time.

"What are these?" Catherine looked at these big guys with ferocious faces and fat bodies in surprise. Roger stared at them for a while and said, "I haven't seen them either, but I guess this should be the legendary snowman. "

"Snowman? Is it the snowman piled up on the roadside when it snows?" Catherine turned around and asked Roger in surprise.

Rogge was about to answer when he suddenly felt the little owl above his head shaking violently. He frowned and took off his hat. He saw the little fur ball with two little paws raised to the sky, lying on the top of the hat with his belly in his hands and laughing silently. .

"Little rascal, stop making trouble, maybe I should show the snowman what you look like now!"

Rogge poked the little owl's belly with his finger. The little owl turned over with a "scratch" and lay down again. He said seriously: "Why do you bring such a stupid girl with you? The IQ of our entire team is They were all brought down by her!"

Catherine heard the little owl taunting her and glared at her in embarrassment and annoyance.

Roger flicked the fur ball with his fingers, put the hat back on, looked back at Catherine's embarrassed look and said: "Ignore that little villain, the snowman I am talking about refers to the monster that lives in the snowfield all year round, not the A dummy made of snow."

"I understand, what should we do now?" Catherine glanced into the cave. There were more than a dozen snowmen moving around inside. They were all fat and strong. It was difficult to pass safely without disturbing them. More difficult.

"We must move forward now. Antonio is a thoughtful guy. I don't want to go back and be blocked by him in the valley outside the cave." Rogge said.

He took off a bag of magic dry food from his body, poured out the cube-shaped dry food in the small cloth bag, and crushed them into the smallest pieces possible.

He put the dry food back into the cloth bag, then tied the mouth of the bag into a small opening as thick as a finger, then grabbed Lilith from her head, holding the cloth bag in one hand and the little fur ball in the other, and said: "Hey, little witch, there is a I'll leave the good work to you!"

"The good mission you talk about must be a bad mission that may cost you your life!" The little owl stared at Rogge with its big round eyes and said with distrust.

"At least you haven't died on the mission yet."

Rogge brought the bag to her and said: "Spread these dry foods into the hole. I saw two forks on the opposite side. Find one and fly in, scatter all the food in the bag, and then fly away quickly. Understand?"

"Are you saying that if I don't fly away quickly, I will be eaten by the snowmen as dry food?" Lilith glanced at the dry food bag beside her, raised her beak and stared at Rogge and asked.

"I don't rule out this possibility, especially since you are still a beautiful and cute little girl. I heard that snowmen like to rob cute little girls the most!"

Rogge smiled and winked at her, and the little owl snorted proudly, grabbed the bag with its blood-red talons, flapped its wings and flew into the cave.

Roger and Catherine hid at the entrance of the cave, watching her scatter the dry food in the bag all the way into the cave, and flew through the cave to the opposite cave entrance.

The rich aroma of the magic dry food attracted the surrounding snowmen. They roared, dragged their fat bodies up from the ground, and walked towards the dry food scattered on the ground.

Following the dry food dropped by the little owl along the way, the snowmen gradually left the cave where they lived, entered the narrow passage on the left, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing that the time had come, Rogge pulled up Catherine and rushed out of the cave entrance, passed through the cave and entered the passage on the right, and stopped in the passage to wait to meet Lilith.

"Lilith won't get into trouble by herself, right?" Catherine looked back at the cave entrance behind her, recalling the huge team of snowmen just now, and she was a little worried about the safety of the little owl.

"The only thing that could happen to that little one is that she might be tempted to grab dry food from the snowman, and then be caught and eaten by the snowman..." Rogge joked calmly.

Before he finished speaking, the little owl flew in quietly from outside the cave, landed on Roger's hat and said, "I just heard someone saying bad things about me!"

"Really? I didn't hear it!" Rogge made a face to Catherine, turned around and continued walking into the cave. Catherine couldn't help laughing and followed Rogge. The two walked along the dark cave for a while, and suddenly heard something in front of them. There was a heavy snore.

"This...what is this?"

The three people standing at the exit at the end of the cave looked at the huge thing outside the cave. It was about five meters tall, covered with long white hair like an ordinary snowman, and was as fat as a hill. It was lying in the center of the cave. A deep sleep.

"If I'm not wrong, it should be the Snowman King." Rogge turned around, leaned against the wall and thought for a moment, "How did we get led to this road? This is obviously a wrong road!"

"You were the one leading the way..." Catherine looked at Rogge innocently and said.

"Lilith led the other snowmen to the left path, so I chose this path!" Rogge grabbed the little owl from his head and stared at her seriously.

"You asked me to choose a path at will, and you didn't tell me there was such a thing here!" Lilith stared at him unconvinced.

Rogge looked at her dumbly for a moment, then put her hat back on, and said nonchalantly: "Nothing, I just want to ask. Let's discuss more important topics, such as - how to get there?"

"It's sleeping, we can sneak past it quietly!" Catherine held back her laughter and pointed at the covered-headed and snoring Snowman King outside the hole.

"Sounds like a good idea, but this time we have to do reconnaissance first, lest we go around this 'hill' later and find that there is no way to go on the other side!"

Rogge took Lilith off her head again and said, "Go and scout, little witch, this is your job!"

"I hate it, why do I always have to do the work?" Lilith grumbled unhappily, but was thrown into the hole by Roger patting her furry little butt.

She hurriedly flapped her wings to stabilize her body, turned around and glared at Rogge, turned around and flew over the Snowman King, circled around the big man, then continued flying forward, and found a five or six-meter-tall figure on the other side of the cave. Huge passage.

"It seems like this should be the passage for the Snowman King to enter and exit."

Lilith thought to herself, and dove into the tunnel. She flew outwards close to the top of the tunnel, and soon she felt a strong airflow from the front blowing into the cave. With the birds' natural sensitivity to airflow, she realized The exit must be not far away.

Sure enough, after turning a corner, she vaguely saw the entrance of a cave. Since it was still dark outside the cave, no light came through. Lilith flew out of the cave and saw that it was located below a hillside. The entrance was covered with snowy shrubs. Half covered, very hidden.

"I'm obviously an incomparably good guide!" The little furball landed on a patch of snow, took a few mouthfuls of snow to moisten his throat, turned around and flew back to the cave.

In the passage of the cave, Roger and Catherine had been waiting for Lilith's return. When they finally saw Lilith, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The little owl slowly flew past the Snowman King and flew towards Rogge. Unexpectedly, the surrounding air flow was chaotic, and a roar came from behind her: "It smells of food, something broke into my palace!"