The Freed S*aves Became Obsessed

Chapter 128

The Northguards.

A term used to describe the warriors who protect the northern regions of Isengar, a land of eternal frost.

Of course, not everyone among them is a fighter. The Northguards are a select few; the rest are ordinary people.

Most Northerners live in small tribal communities scattered across Isengar, and among these, Lake Fortress is the largest settlement.

The interior of Lake Fortress was like a small world where life had been hardened and honed by the relentless northern winds.

The canyon walls were a blend of ice and rock, with massive ice barriers shielding the village from the wind, granting it a rare moment of calm.

The Northerners were fundamentally self-sufficient. They had little use for goods from the outside unless desperate outcasts ventured to trade with them.

Because of their limited interaction with outsiders, their attitude was naturally closed-off.

Even so, they couldn’t help but gather along the roadside, mesmerized by Ashies. Truly, beauty is the ultimate talent.

Just her silent presence was enough to reduce the distance between us and them.

“Enter. The chieftain is waiting for you,” Jorne said, leading us toward the largest tent within Lake Fortress. Inside, an elderly woman sat on animal hides.

“Show your respect. This is Chieftain Darca of Lake Fortress.”

Chieftain Darca. A shaman.@@@@

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