A Guest Arrives from Afar

"Old Ian, we're running out of True Ice. Where can we get some?"

"Zhenbing?"

Compared to Herren's private room, the place where old Ian and his apprentices stayed, though not far away, was not much different from the previous venue; it was just an open-air tent.

But old Ian didn't feel wronged... He had witnessed Heron's abilities firsthand, and in his opinion, it would be unfair to let him enjoy the same treatment as Heron.

At least the new War Mother now allows these furnace dwellers to attend the banquet...

"So much Zhenbing, and it's all used up? It was a whole box."

"It's just a box..."

Of that box of True Ice, some of the power of entropy was used for forging, but the most was Heart Steel, because Heron couldn't control the heat and wasted a lot of True Ice.

The remaining True Ice should be enough to forge the new Thirst Blood, but he couldn't just sit around and do nothing. As the highest-grade forging material Heron had ever seen, he wanted to get more.

"That's all. Zhenbing is something you can only find by chance..."

However, old Ian shook his head.

"Legend has it that True Ice is a creation of the spirit of the Ice Bird... How could something like that be everywhere? However, in the mountains near Frostguard Fortress, there is a beast that looks like a Yeti. True Ice appears where they roam, but no one has ever seen it."

"snowman?"

Herren frowned. Was he talking about Trump?

If he remembers correctly, Wremp should be the last Yeti, right?

They've already moved away from the North, so of course they can't go back to look for them.

"Is there any other way?"

"No, Master. You can occasionally find True Ice on the snowfield, but if it's not fully formed, the tribe won't bother to collect it... If you need it urgently, you'll have to rely on luck."

"Depend on……"

Helen was a bit of a headache. He wanted to get more Zhenbing and upgrade the Linlin Winter's Arrival.

It seems that we can only use the remaining materials to produce new blood, and Heron cannot afford to make a mistake.

"Have you collected any new materials in the tribe recently?"

"No, the materials you see in your furnace warehouse are the most precious materials in the tribe. I only have cold iron here."

Old Ian said quite frankly.

The tribe had only recently migrated here, so the first thing Qian did was to find a place to hunt and solve the problem of food and clothing, rather than to collect secondary things like forging materials.

The few good materials that were occasionally found were sent to Herren's warehouse by old Ian, who believed that these materials would definitely be better in Herren's hands than in his.

"However... I heard from the hunters that someone spotted a Noxian trading post to the east."

"Noxians?"

Herren wasn't particularly surprised. They had found such a good place by looking at the Noxian map. It wasn't strange that the Noxians had settled here first.

However, they are not easy neighbors to get along with.

"Udyr said they could try to make a deal with the Noxians, but the Mother of War doesn't seem too willing..."

"Why wouldn't you want to? This is a good thing."

"Ha... How could I possibly speak carelessly about the War Mother's affairs?"

Old Ian smiled sheepishly.

Herren silently noted this down... If given the chance, Herren would quite like to get to know the Noxians.

Because resources in Freljord are so scarce, not only food, but even the crop seeds that Harren wants most right now are in short supply in Winter's Claw's warehouse.

Not to mention that this great empire has far more advanced technology than Freljord.

"Well then, there's one more thing. If I asked you to make farm tools using the most ordinary cold iron, could you do it?"

"Master, you've already asked about this... It can be done, but it's unnecessary."

"No, what I'm asking now is whether it's possible... If it is, do we have enough cold iron? Not just one or two pieces, but a whole set, enough for half the tribe."

"There is enough iron, but... I'm not sure if the War Mother would allow spending on this kind of thing."

"Ser... I'll talk to the War Mother about it. Make a few sets for me first, I need them very much."

Although Herren could also make farm tools, he still needed to modify the new Bloodthirst, so he wanted to hand over this not-too-difficult task to old Ian. He couldn't let them have nothing to do, otherwise they would seem useless.

"Yes, Master, I will do it as soon as possible."

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[Forged: Frostblood Continues the Battle - Supreme Grade]

[Derived from the Bloodthirsty Supreme Weapon, the addition of True Ice makes it even more suitable for the Frostblood lineage. When wielded by someone with the Frostblood lineage, its power will be greatly enhanced. Drinking the blood of enemies can replenish the user's energy, and the probability of a powerful strike can be increased based on the user's constitution.]

[Obtain Prismatic Vampire Fragment]

[Cutting-edge inventor: Forging 6 out of 10 pieces of equipment]

[Master Forging: Forging Ten Different Pieces of Equipment 8/10]

[Resilience: Forged five tank equipment pieces 4/5]

Holding the newly forged, top-quality weapon, Herren didn't feel any power enhancement like with other weapons. On the contrary, he felt that the flail was incredibly sharp.

This flail is not much different in appearance from the previous Bloodthirsty flail. The spikes on it have been removed, and the flail head is wrapped with pure ice and then carved with blood grooves.

Even the handheld part was carved with uneven yet orderly patterns using pure ice, which not only prevents slipping but also has a certain aesthetic appeal and maximizes the power of the Ice Bloodline.

But at least for the current Herren, this weapon is beyond his reach.

Harren was quite satisfied with the new weapon, but its specific effects could only be tested after Descartes got her hands on it. Without the Frostblood bloodline, it would be difficult to unleash the full potential of Frostblood Sustain.

Just then, a man came running over in a flurry of activity.

Heron recognized her at a glance; she was Urkas's brother, Hela, and one of Sejuani's most devoted fans.

He ran over breathlessly, and before he could even catch his breath, he hurriedly said...

"Heron, hurry! Noxians are coming!"

"What? The Noxians have attacked?"

Herren was shocked to hear this. What was going on? The Noxians had such a strong sense of martial spirit that they came to kill him without saying a word?

"Um... this..."

Hela paused for a moment, blinked, and then added.

"It's just a few people... I don't know what's going on, but Zhanmu wants you to come along."

"Damn! You scared me! Could you please be more specific next time?"

Herren breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help complaining.

But he still dared not let his guard down. After all, they still had ties with the Noxians. Although the Noxians might not have come because of the merchant ship raids, they still couldn't let their guard down.

At this critical juncture, Heron certainly didn't want Winter's Claw to clash with the Noxians.

"Lead the way, I'll go take a look."