Chapter 8: The Omen of Winter
The Minotaur Captain was stunned for half a second, and he seemed to realize that this man was insulting him. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In an instant, his originally black and ignorant eyes turned red, and his huge nostrils turned outward, spewing out white air from inside.
"Weak chicken, you dare to insult me!"
He raised the long axe that was almost three meters behind his back regardless of the occasion!
"Shut up!"
Dema, who was not going well, finally couldn't bear it anymore, her face was gloomy, and her small body released terrifying magical energy.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, a large, colorless hand pushed the minotaur hard, blasting him out of the field like a cannonball.
The Minotaur involuntarily rolled down the ninety-nine steps down the square, grinning and rolling over to his body amid the exclamations of the people.
When he noticed that there were only slight abrasions all over his body, he came to his senses, touched his head innocently, glared at the onlookers with his brass bell-like eyes, and returned to his post with palpitations.
The ambassador was dumbfounded, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and turned to look at Dema, "Your Lordship, this is your punishment for one of the following offenders?"
The mages in the hall looked at the nobles standing under the podium with sinister eyes, and this pervasive malice made him shrink back.
"This is the punishment for his disrespect, are you not satisfied?" Dema looked at the man in the audience with a disdainful expression, and it was not until the ambassador shook his head knowingly that Dema showed a satisfied look.
"At Icewind, people are all about efficiency. "So put away your boring court etiquette and tell me what brought you so far and wide to Icewind Castle in the middle of winter. ”
The ambassador was stunned, he seemed bewildered by Dema's unkind toughness. But years of diplomacy have quickly adjusted his mindset, and he keeps his head down, and after about two seconds, his eyes are already overflowing with tears.
"My Lord, Councillors of Icewind Castle, I must tell you the sad news! Our Great Emperor, the only legitimate ruler of the north-central part of the Valcam Continent, passed away half a month ago!"
Dema's eyes froze.
His Majesty the Emperor, who was bent on reviving the San Lorenzo Empire, died suddenly?
Almost immediately, she realized that the great nobles who were about to make a move would not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and that an unprecedented storm was about to sweep through the entire San Lorenzo Empire.
The cold snap is centered around the north-central part of Valcam, and the winter that Zoe and Edwin say is coming!
Icewind Castle's annual Inner Ring Mage Council was interrupted, and Dema immediately walked to the Supreme Mage Tower after arranging for the ambassador to be placed in the state guesthouse.
Charlotte, who had put on a nonchalant attitude that had nothing to do with me, was caught, even if he repeatedly stated that he needed to start research on memory processing as soon as possible, and Dema and Dinah watched him almost from the left to the right.
"I don't understand!" Charlotte struggled as she stood in the modern sightseeing elevator of the Tower of the Most High, "Didn't you just see what a big joke I made? That's a shame for my life!
"And you're dragging me here for the sake of a dead man I've never seen before!" he blushed, "Two eldest sisters, do you know! Every minute and every second is a torment for me now! I must perfect my memory processing skills as soon as possible, lest I really become a mentally handicapped child who is laughing at one day!"
The venomous Dema smiled, "I don't care if you will be a mentally handicapped child, but it's better to say that way! ”
Charlotte looked at Dema in disbelief and said with trembling lips for a long time, "Y-You're a vicious ......."
"That's good, you!" Dinah patted Charlotte hard, even with her toes, she could only pat Charlotte's back with her height, "I can't imagine that you have such a perverted ambition hidden in your heart!"
Before Charlotte could retort, she snapped like a machine gun and said, "Don't say you didn't think so!"
Charlotte blushed and turned her head.
"That's why I want to solve this problem as soon as possible......"
When the sightseeing elevator reached the top floor, Dema walked out of the door first, looking at maggots with disdain.
"I wonder if you're a member of the Clayderman family. Don't you know that according to the laws of the Empire, every direct vassal must personally or send his heir to the imperial capital to pay homage to the dead when the emperor dies?"
After being reminded by her, Charlotte, who had been immersed in the study of spells and had almost forgotten these mundane things, suddenly remembered this law. It was a decree issued by the powerful Clegg Horn family in order to maintain their authority at the beginning of the country.
Even though the power of the royal family has weakened over the years, it is still an unspoken rule to measure the legitimacy of vassals.
Charlotte's face turned extremely pale, "You don't have to think about it, my sister is definitely not interested in going to the imperial capital to pay homage to a revenant......!
He pointed to his nose, "This task can only be entrusted to me......"
"Ahh
"Watch your rhetoric! you're slandering a great emperor!" Dinah righteously accused, but soon changed her tone, "Anyway, I think he died at a good time!"
The three of them sarcastically walked to the Chief Mage's Hall, and as they approached the ornate door, they closed their voices almost at the same time, their chests furrowed and their faces stern.
Dema gestured to Charlotte with her eyes, who pointed to her nose in disbelief, "Why me again?...... Okay! I see. ”
In the midst of Dema's threat with a shake of her pink fist, Charlotte wisely kept her mouth shut. He coughed lightly and knocked on the ornate door.
"Sister Sylvia, are you there?" there was no movement in the Chief Mage Hall, Charlotte thought for a moment and gently pushed open the closed door, "Then I'll come in." ”
Beyond the glittering glass greenhouse and the lush tree of life, the trio walked to the chief mage's table amid the chatter of the elves.
At the long curved table, Sylvia was writing something on parchment with her head bowed. She pulled the strands of hair that were scattered from her sideburns, and the charm of that moment seemed to enchant the whole hall.
Dema bowed, and was about to speak, when she was interrupted by Sylvia's icy lake-like voice.
"I know it all. Sylvia looked up, her azure eyes staring at Charlotte, "Don't worry, I'm not going to get you out of my sight either." ”
Charlotte choked, and for a moment, he felt like a kite soaring through the sky. It seems free, but the other end of the rope is firmly in Sylvia's hand.
Sylvia's excessive nervousness made him feel suffocated.
He forced a smile and snorted, "Are you going to go yourself? That's the best! Don't worry, I'll be staying at Icewind Castle this time." I swear I'm not going anywhere until you come back, I'm just going to stay in my little lab and work out how to fix my ridiculous after-effects!"
"Nope. The icy lake girl shook her head, her tone calm, but not refusal.
She said coldly, "You go with me." ”