Chapter 175: Feeding on Thorns

Hoo-hoo!

The wind on the snowfield blew like steel knives, stabbing faces and boring into the collars of clothing, icy to the bone.

Russell's personal servant Ram tightened his cotton coat and edged closer to the carriage drivers beside him, trying to huddle together for warmth.

In the entire convoy, only he and the two carriage drivers were common folk.

The rest were knights.

With battle qi surging, the knights had no fear of the severe cold, even if their beards and hair were covered in frost.

"Ee-goo, ee-goo!"

All of the sudden, a little sprite popped out of the carriage, braving the cold wind to fly toward Russell, who was riding ahead.

"Cheep cheep!" Following closely behind the little sprite was a little green fat bird.

Unaffected by the cold wind, the little sprite and the fat bird quickly landed on Russell's left and right shoulders, chirping away persistently.

"Niko, Rosy, how did you come out?" Russell tilted his head to look from side to side, filled with pride.