Expedition in a Different World

snow wolf attack

Is it history that makes heroes,or heroes that make history?This has always been a difficult relationship to discern.However,starting from the year 200 of the Red Moon Calendar(which is the first year of the Magic Calendar),looking at the personal experiences of the mercenary king,Amy Haber,who entered the history of the Aimee Continent as a small mercenary,the first 10 years were about history making heroes,while the following 10 years were a dance between heroes and history.--Excerpted from"Research Notes of Continental Historian Neil Haber"

“Uuu...”“Uuu...”The sound of the conch horn grew increasingly urgent in the northeast corner of the Frozen Continent,north of Haik Village.Accompanying the horn,a hoarse voice carried from afar,growing nearer:"Snow wolves are coming...snow wolves are coming,about 20 of them.Everyone,hide quickly,they'll be in the village in 10 minutes."A panting hunter appeared at the northern entrance of the village,riding a snow deer.

Everyone working inside and outside the village stopped what they were doing.Men,women,the elderly,and children alike,all moved with the utmost speed.They removed the tools from the snow deer working in the fields,herded the snow chickens under the eaves into cages,and loaded the feeding snow hogs into baskets...The villagers quickly drove these livestock into their houses.Without any prior agreement,they lifted the bedding on their beds,opened an iron plate,and threw the livestock into the hole.Finally,everyone went down into the hole and locked the iron door from the inside.

"Amy,come in quickly,"an aged voice echoed from a small thatched cottage on the south side of the village,"the snow wolves are coming soon."The old man's voice grew increasingly urgent and stern.

"Wait,Grandpa,I'm coming right away.The two little snow chickens that just hatched yesterday have run into the bushes,"a childish voice came from outside the cottage fence."Auu...Uuu..."the sound of wolves howled from afar.

The snow wolf pack was incredibly destructive.Not just humans,but even fierce hunting dogs and incredibly strong yaks would be unable to escape once targeted by the snow wolves.If the child named Amy were to look up,he would see that the nearest snow wolf had already charged into the street entrance,only dozens of steps away from him.The snow wolf pack's destructive power was extremely immense;not to mention humans,even ferocious hunting dogs and incredibly strong yaks would inevitably fall prey once they caught the attention of the snow wolf pack.

Boom—the wooden door of the house was pushed open forcefully.An old man with white hair and beard rushed to the entrance of the yard,grabbed the back of a little boy's neck from the low grass,and ignoring his kicking,hitting,and shouting,carried the child into the house.

As soon as the two figures had just hidden in the hole under their own bed,a pack of snow wolves had already rushed into the house.The most robust snow wolf tried to lift the iron plate,while the other wolves circled around the plate,sniffing at it,with their white breaths blowing down through the gaps in the iron plate.

“Boo hoo...Grandpa,the little chicks must be dead.”The child in the hole was still not fully sensible and couldn't stop thinking about the two little chicks.

“Amy,be a good girl,more chicks can be hatched.Next time,more will hatch.”The old man comforted his grandson.

“Grandpa,there are so many hunters in the village,why doesn't anyone go and kill those snow wolves?Last time when we went to kill the snow bear together,the snow bear was much stronger than the snow wolf,and we could still kill it.Why doesn't everyone kill the snow wolves?”The child sobbed and asked in a choking voice.

“Sigh...”The old man sighed deeply and said,“Snow wolves must not be killed.Whoever kills one has to pay with their life.”

“But what about those uncles who came from outside last time?They killed the snow wolves,and more than 30 of them!”The little boy asked indignantly.

“They are mercenaries.Mercenaries are allowed to kill snow wolves.”The old man didn't want to explain too much to his grandson.

"When I grow up,I'm going to be a mercenary too..."The little boy,still with tears streaming down his face,clenched his fists tightly.

No one could have imagined that in the War of the Gods,the one who,as a mere mercenary,would influence the realms of the Creator,the Dragon,and the Demon,and who would also be the leader of the trio of human,dragon,and god,Lord Emi,had actually made up his mind to become a mercenary simply because of the small wish to be able to freely fight the pitiful snow wolves.Of course,from the perspective of"better to have a consistent long-term ambition than to constantly change one's mind,"Lord Emi could be considered truly steadfast in his resolve.

However,a child from a remote rural family,who is also an indifferent person with no innate desire for power or a throne,what kind of struggles and setbacks must they go through to be acknowledged by the gods and ultimately become a hero that emerges once in ten thousand years?

The journey is still long...