It wasn't really made for anyone to see, but he gave it to himself...... added a little play, but before he could put down his hand, there was a small clattering sound behind him.

A chill spread rapidly in the night wind, and the hot breath exhaled from his nose condensed into white smoke. Somewhere in the middle of the river, the water of the Vinz, far from the freezing season, suddenly turns gray, reflecting the bright moonlight, and spreads rapidly to both ends. The thin waves that freeze in an instant bloom into crystalline flowers, creating a strange pattern. This should have been an extremely beautiful scene, but it became strange because of the white and swollen hand that had just peeked out of the river was frozen in the middle.

...... Can an ice dragon freeze itself to death in ice?

Borena couldn't help but think about this seemingly boring mystery, but which many mages and scholars had carefully studied.

Beyond this vague doubt, he reacted immediately - he swung his arm directly into the ice.

It's not about saving anyone, it's just some kind of ...... Remind. He didn't know what the dragon was doing, but it was dangerous to make such a move in the middle of a flowing river.

No matter how strong an ice dragon's innate ability is, it is impossible to freeze an entire river like a cold wind in the extreme north. The water in this section of the river outside Balach is not urgent, but it is a large river that flows constantly, and it would be nice if the water under the ice could still flow, so that the water from the bottom would freeze upstream, and the water upstream would soon overflow the ice...... The destructive power of a clogged river can be far more terrifying than any magic.

He did his best to smash his own fingers, but when his fist landed on the ice, the invisible fluctuations shook the cold air, and it seemed that a dark light exploded in all directions, and even the ice that had frozen from the bottom of the water was cracked like a spider web.

Of course he can still cast spells...... No, it's the use of magic items.

His entire arm was wrapped in armor covered in metal, except that the layer of protection that flowed with metallic light was translucent like the ice he had broken. Power comes from all directions...... Gathering from another dimension, in a very short moment, it seemed to overwhelm his consciousness and control his arm.

This is indeed an extremely dangerous force.

But he didn't stop, just pounded down on the point he had first dropped.

“...... Your Majesty!" cried Rosa.

That's not a stop, but a warning of surprise.

He raised his head, and above the frozen river, in the night that seemed to be frozen, he saw another kind of crevice, as if the black lightning that had silently cleaved, or the reflection of the cracks in the ice in the air, slowly cracking and extending.

In a trance, there seemed to be a black shadow pouring out of it like a thick mist, but when you look closely, you can't see it. And when you gaze at the crack that is less than the width of your palm, you can deeply feel the fear of staring into the abyss...... and temptation.

"It's ...... Is that one?" he asked, turning to Rosa.

He'd heard of it, but hadn't seen it with his own eyes, after all, there weren't many of them in Anktan, and even if he ran to see it, it wouldn't be of much help.

Rosa nodded, "It's about the same as the one outside Stonebutch...... Ah, bigger than that. ”

Borena silently withdrew his hand and glared at his fist - it had nothing to do with him, did he?!

But if it has nothing to do with him, and nothing to do with the dragon in the water, then it proves that someone can already tear such a crack at any time and anywhere...... He would rather he had smashed the crack out.

The black crack was still stretching, gradually meeting the crack in the ice. The lines they draw are actually completely different, and they are completely different things, but at that moment, they seem to be one.

Darkness pours into the ice, ice sinks into the void.

A muffled sound came from the deepest part of the river, like a roar, but that was about it. The ice had not melted, and in the distance, I wonder if it was an illusion, there seemed to be an ominous sound of water coming from the north.

The layer of cold sweat that broke out from Borena was instantly cold and biting in the cold air, and he shivered several times in a row.

Some not-so-good thoughts ran through his head in a panic. He felt that this time the scene was going to be smashed, and he blamed him for being overconfident that he could control such a strong and uncontrollable character as an ice dragon...... No, no, no, don't think about any more plays, this is not a theater at the mouth of the Kutz!

He turned back. Those who had been thrown away by the vines had completely lost their movement, as if they had been swallowed up by the earth. And those who were really buried in the soil had already been buried relatively shallowly struggling to emerge, and were knocked out one by one by the elves neatly. Without Rey, the ferocious plants had quickly withered and rotted, leaving a foul smell in the air. Such traces, if accused of being a means of "necromancers", will definitely be believed by many people...... After all, one of his long-standing crimes is "colluding with a necromancer to murder his father".

Although no one dares to make blatant accusations, his resurrection from the dead has never been able to make such speculation disappear. At that time, in a duel before the gods, he was indeed killed by the sword of Belin Green.

It was discovered that he had probably dug himself a hole...... His Majesty, who may have been in more than one pit, frowned and pondered, but did not miss the white shadow that emerged from the darkness.

It was a priest, slowly coming out of the grove at the edge of the village, dressed in a simple white robe, not good-looking, but with an easily convincing, modest and calm temperament.

Dave de Levy.

Borena narrowed. The middle-aged man had actually climbed to a fairly high position in the Anduhe Temple, but when it was confirmed that he had long been a follower of Nethers, the Anduhe Temple did not react much. The missing high priest may have known something, but he didn't say anything, probably thinking that he could figure it out...... It didn't turn out to be planted in a pit.

Thinking that even such a respected and powerful person would make the same mistake as himself, the king, who was still a little anxious and frightened just now, suddenly calmed down.

The priest stopped not far away, spread his hands to show that he was not hostile, and even bowed his head to Borena as respectfully as before.

"You have used a rather dangerous force, Your Majesty. He said.

Borena glanced down at the "armor" on his arm that had not yet disappeared. Under that protection, his skin was as grey as a corpse.

“...... Do you want to say I made it?" he pointed to the black crack.

Even if it were, he wouldn't admit it!