Chapter 344 - 202: Minority
"Well... it was indeed a fight with Frost Giants." Olaf thought for a moment and decided to mention the Frost Giants, as it seemed less embarrassing compared to other possibilities.
Furthermore, he still didn’t understand the origins or intentions of the other party.
At this moment, the Secret Master Sarnor suddenly glanced up at the large white bird hovering in the sky.
"What’s wrong?"
"This snow owl seems a bit off, it’s been circling for a few minutes now." Sarnor said seriously, "Wait a moment, I’ll use the Eye of Detection to take a look."
A translucent eyeball, about the size of a fist, quickly ascended into the air. In less than two seconds, Secret Master Sarnor’s expression changed, and he said to Olaf with a hint of annoyance:
"Olaf, what did you do? Did you poke the Frost Giants’ nest?"
"Dozens of Frost Giants are quickly rushing towards us from seven or eight miles away, leading them is one riding a woolly mammoth, which seems to be a Frost Giant Commander."
"What! A Frost Giant Commander?!" Upon hearing this, Olaf’s expression immediately changed. He explained, "I didn’t do anything crucial!"
He knew very well that he had never provoked or attacked the Frost Giants proactively; it was always the Frost Giants who messed with him.
However, that mysterious young man and the female Drow Elf had killed quite a few Frost Giants.
Wait a minute!
Could it be that the Frost Giants are coming for revenge because too many of them had been killed by those two?
Suddenly, Olaf realized something.
"Sarnor, let’s retreat for now," Olaf said in a deep voice.
If they stayed where they were, he would likely become a ’scapegoat’ like before.
Moreover, the Frost Giants’ aggressive temper and disdain for humans meant they would definitely not listen to any explanations.
Additionally, it wasn’t just pure fear; part of it was because he didn’t have his shield. To be honest, facing a Frost Giant Commander, Olaf thought, would be nearly impossible to fend off.
Even with his full armor, in his best condition, resisting a Transcendent Level Frost Giant Commander would require the full cooperation of his teammates to stand a chance.
A Transcendent Level Frost Giant and a non-Transcendent Frost Giant are entirely different concepts.
In reality, intelligent beings, especially humanoid ones, often can’t be accurately measured by Challenge Level alone.
If Raine were present, he would definitely agree with this point.
For instance, Gray Dwarves, ordinary Gray Dwarves only have a Challenge Level of Level 1, but the Challenge Level of Gray Dwarf Combat Priests can range from Level 6 to 8.
Even higher up the hierarchy, like the Master of the Dark Furnace Raine encountered, the top of the combat power among tens of thousands of the Dark Furnace Clan’s Gray Dwarves, not only stood as Transcendent but was also adept at using fine magic weapons, making it difficult to measure their actual combat strength accurately.
Only with a comprehensive analysis of the opponent’s combat skills, magic, equipment, and other conditions can a more accurate estimation be made.
In contrast, creatures like the White Dragon that aren’t adept at using external items, relying purely on physical strength or fighting on their own, their Challenge Level more accurately reflects their level of power.
However, at this time, the Secret Master Sarnor suddenly made a slight "Hmm" sound, and then he showed a contemplative expression as he said, "A group is also approaching from the south."
"From the south? A group of people?" Olaf seemed to realize something and quickly asked, "Did you see a back... uh... a Drow Elf?"
Olaf originally wanted to ask if there was a young man with his shield, but he felt too embarrassed to say it.
"A Drow Elf?" Secret Master Sarnor looked at Olaf with a bit of curiosity and shook his head, "No, if I didn’t see it wrong, some of their armor seems to belong to the Royal Guard of the Soladin Kingdom."
With Sarnor pointing his fingers in the air, a mirror-like image appeared in front of Olaf.
Although the image was similar to a photo taken from dozens of meters away in the air, Olaf’s eyesight naturally allowed him to discern many details.
"People from the Soladin Kingdom?" This made Olaf slightly stunned, immediately recalling Raine and his companion.
Those two being so young yet so powerful, coming to the Lankote Snowfield and engaging them, all these clues joined together, allowing Olaf to draw a conclusion—most likely, they were invited by someone high-ranking in the Soladin Kingdom.
"What? You met a Drow Elf in the Lankote Snowfield?" At this moment, Sarnor asked curiously.
Generally speaking, Drow Elves are rarely seen on the Surface, and those who choose to come to a cold place like the Lankote Snowfield are even rarer.
"Yes, not only a Drow Elf but also a very powerful young man whom I believe is related to this group." Olaf pondered briefly and decided to tell Sarnor about the situation.
He initially thought he wouldn’t encounter them again, so naturally, he wanted to hide such an embarrassing matter.
But the situation is different now, and since there’s a chance of meeting again, it’s natural to inform his companions to be prepared.
Hearing this, Sarnor also took on a serious expression.
Olaf’s strength was well-known to his companion, so for Olaf to suffer losses—especially to the extent of ’losing his shield’—demonstrates the opponent’s strength.
"That’s how it is. Given the circumstances..." After listening to Olaf’s account, Secret Master Sarnor thought for a moment, then smiled, "I have an idea."
"What idea? Let’s hear it." Olaf was immediately pleased upon hearing this.