"What a pity, why did I see you today?"

"Like stepping on shit."

In the brightly lit tavern, a man wearing boiled leather armor inlaid with iron pieces and holding a double-edged prisoner of war by his hand spoke roughly.

He also held a leg of lamb in his hand, and then opened his mouth wide to reveal a row of crooked square teeth, directly tore off a piece of meat, and chewed hard.

On the other side, an Iban marauder who was also burly and short, holding an ax and a long-haired round shield in the other, sat directly beside him, and retorted unceremoniously. road.

"Fuck you!"

"Gron."

"I stepped on **** when I saw you."

This is Iban, an island nation located on the polar sea, north of the continent of Essos.

The largest island of Iban is Iban Island, an island full of forests and mountains. The largest city on it is the capital Iban Port and Iban Nou City.

Whale Bay in the south of Iban is dotted with many small islands. To the southeast of Iban is a medium-sized mountainous island, Far Iban, on which the city of Iban Sa is built.

The Iban people are tall, short, and hairy. Whether they are men or women, they seem to have not fully evolved, with unusually wide chest muscles and shoulders.

Moreover, the Iban people also have a very obvious 'reproductive isolation' from other races in this world.

People from Westeros or other continents impregnated Iban women, and the result must be teratogenic or stillbirth.

Likewise, Iban males impregnate women in Westeros or other continents, often deformed or 'naturally', as mules do.

And the Iban people also have their own unique way of greeting.

"Oh **** me."

"Why are you running over to join in the fun?"

"Do I have wedding wine here?"

The Iban soldier named Goron held the lamb leg in his hand, took a sip of the strong wine in the wooden cup next to him, then bit off a bite of the wool, and said dissatisfiedly as he watched his partner sitting in front of him.

"how?"

"Did someone come here just now?"

However, the messy yellow-haired Iban holding an ax and shield didn't seem to hear Gron's dissatisfaction.

Instead, he sat across from him generously, put down the weapon and shield in his hand, then took out a small knife, cut a piece of meat from Goron's leg of lamb, put it in his mouth and asked .

"Chucks!"

"Toggy Bucks the son of a bitch!"

And Gron didn't hide it, but said directly.

This Torg Chaus was a marauder from Iban, who was once a member of the Warriors, also known as the Blood Mummers, and their leader was Wag Het, a Qhorhor .

I heard that many years ago they went to Westeros to make a fortune, and then they were beaten by a dragon.

The leader of the warrior group died on the spot, so they dispersed like birds and beasts. Since then, the warrior group was disbanded, and the Iban Tog Chaus also returned to his hometown.

After returning to Iban, Tog Chaus joined another mercenary group, which happened to be the deadly enemy of Goron and the others. Because of this, the two of them could not understand each other, and some conflicts had just occurred in the tavern.

But to Gron, Torger Chaus is a deserter from the Warriors!

Also found an excuse, what was beaten by the dragon?

This can make people laugh their **** out of it, are dragons so common?

And why the dragon has nothing to do to attack them?

This is simply a cannon hitting mosquitoes.

However, at this moment, there was a faint roar suddenly heard outside the tavern, but it was not very loud, piercing through the white wind and snow, as if coming from a very far away place, if you don't listen carefully, you won't hear it Hear it, let alone in a noisy and messy tavern.

Iban is now also caught in an eternal night, with no day in the sky.

However, the Shadow Council, the rulers of Iban, responded very quickly. They stabilized the local situation and did not allow the riots to continue to expand.

Now people don't know what happened, why the sun disappeared?

Smart people know how to hoard food quietly, but most people's life will go on, what can we do without the sun? I can only continue to eat and drink, even if the end of the world is near, I have to struggle, and I can't just commit suicide in vain.

However, the faint howling sound from the outside continued. At first, no one paid attention to it, maybe the distance was too far away. It sounded like the screaming sound from the cold wind outside the tavern through the crack of the door.

But as the sound got closer, when it pierced through the wind and snow and sounded in the sky of Iban Port, some of the people sitting in the tavern seemed to react and heard something unusual.

The latitude of Iban is about the same as the barren mounds of the ancestors in the north, but when the long night fell, it suddenly snowed, and now the outside world is still snowing heavily.

"Um?"

Gron, who was gnawing on the leg of lamb, was the first to react. He stopped his hands and asked.

"Wait... did you hear that?"

Then Gron held his lamb leg in one hand, frowning as if listening.

After waiting for him to hear it clearly, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly put down the leg of lamb in his hand, and picked up the double-edged battle ax and long-haired round shield at hand.

And the many Iban people in the tavern didn't need him to remind them at this moment, they had already reacted.

"what happened?"

"what sound?"

Everyone in the tavern in Iban Harbor suddenly stood up and grabbed their weapons.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Then I heard the bell of the Iban port alarm. This is the bell that will only ring when foreign enemies invade~lightnovelpub.net~ The people of Iban are tough and all are soldiers, so they will ring when facing an invasion The sound of the bell called on all Iban fighters, men and women, to take up their weapons and resist the enemy's aggression.

"Who is this who invaded Iban?"

"The wooden man of Everwylon? Or the Dothraki?"

One of the two forces closest to Iban is the Dothraki, and the other is the kingdom of Evervillon, the legendary "forest walkers".

They live in the forest, and there is only one city named Vesles. The Evervillons are said to have forbidden magic. Although they are close neighbors of the Dothraki, the steppe knights never dared to provoke them. Stay away.

However, the Ibans in the tavern were all dazed, because theoretically speaking, the Dothraki were afraid of the sea and would never cross the sea to attack Iban.

On the other side, the wooden people of the neighboring kingdom of Evervillon, although they cannot be said to be peace-loving, and they would kill them mercilessly in the face of outsiders intruding, but the wooden people have never left the forest.