[Insidious]

"Lord LeBlalan, I have told the brute everything you have told him. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info his reaction is not what you might expect. Cassiopeia replied.

"It's just misleading a barbarian king who thinks by muscles, you don't like you're praising my sister." The tricky queen LeBlanc chuckled, her light purple lip gloss printed on the wine glass, so charming.

"Well, it's me who talks too much." Cassiopeia was coquettish with the woman, resolving the displeasure in the other party's words, "What should I do next?" ”

"Just wait. You're going to keep dealing with the brute and keep going to bed with that old lover," she said, snorting into a coquettish smile. "He's a valuable pawn. And I, there are other things to deal with. ”

After LeBlanc's words were finished, the whole person disappeared out of thin air, Cassiopeia looked at the half glass of red wine on the table, and couldn't help but shake his head, this old woman who has been in power for many years gives people the feeling that she is really in the mirror.

Now only the purple lip prints printed on the glass prove that she has just arrived.

She lightly imprinted her lips, erasing the last traces from the wall of the glass, and drank the rest of the wine.

Somewhere in the room.

"I can't wait." The woman rushed into the room, and the cold wind followed her.

"Why?" The man in the white robe chuckled, still sitting by the fire and roasting his hands, there were not many traces of wind and frost on his hands, but they were always cold, as if he was the kind of person who held authority, and a white robe was not stained with dust or blood.

This time, however, he was not facing a firewood pile surrounded by a circle of stones, but a brass basin of charcoal, which was also a rarity in the Northlands, not because of the scarcity of underground reserves, but because it was only mined by the Ice Archer tribe led by Ash.

"Ash is clearly openly provoking me! If you don't speak, do you want me to admit that she is not a queen? Where is the sword you are talking about? ”

"Our sword is the Frost Guardian."

"But they have never been involved in the Northlands dispute, only guarding the wasteland."

"That's because they have their own swords and don't have to do it themselves."

"In that case, how can you be sure that they will make a move this time?"

"Because their sword cannot be set on the surface. Now that the chaos in Freljord is clear, the agreement I gave you is only a delaying measure to trap the emissaries of the War College tomorrow, and once the War College intervenes, one of them will finally be recognized as the rightful ruler. Then things will be in trouble. Now all three tribes want to clean up the mess before then. The Frost Guardian tribe is like a vast swamp that looks calm, but in fact it is bottomless, but it can smell a miserable wail from the edge of the swamp. When Snow Prayer Dance saw that you didn't say anything, she naturally couldn't sit still anymore. ”

He said that the thin white robe showed dappled light and shadow in the reflection of the charcoal fire.

He stood up suddenly, and his long body had the beauty of a teenager. "There are guests, so you have to entertain them."

【Rico Steecity】

Prayer and Dance Crystal Palace, among the buildings left in ancient times, I am afraid that there is only such a real palace, with a magnificent and luxurious appearance, and a secret underground palace.

Snow Prayer Dance Mafula's jade fingers gently caressed the patterns on the wall, and a complicated expression appeared on her face, as if it was sadness, she was here for the first time, and Mafula was indeed here for the first time.

Ash was by his side, apparently not wanting to lose her as an ally, or if only she remained neutral.

"I don't know if I'm used to living these days?" Seeing that although she was blindfolded in front of her eyes and could not see anything, she "read" the words on the wall through tactile synaesthesia, and said, "These are ancient words, and you know their history better than I do." ”

"The Prayer Dance Crystal Hall is a relic guarded by the Frost Guardian Tribe, so I naturally understand."

Compared to this temple, the Glacier Guardian Fortress is almost a prison in the wasteland, always built against a steep cliff and facing the abyssal cliff.

It was a military fortress designed to trap the enemy as well as itself. And the Prayer Dance Crystal Hall is a real palace, a palace and capital city of ancient ice bloodline, and only ice witches who can communicate with the origin of ice and snow are qualified to live in it.

Now Ash has opened the door and let these rough barbarians live in the guest rooms of the palace, which must be said to be a disgusting blasphemy.

But that's okay. She thought, because the desecration of this land has been going on for a long time, and it is as numerous as the stars.

"These are the treasures of ancient times, and should be shared by all the people of Freljord, if ...... If you don't mind, you can stay here forever. She called her name directly, thinking it was more intimate, but she was a little worried about it.

Yes, she actually forgot that Mafule and Ash were childhood playmates, and they grew up together, so they shouldn't have been so different.

Thinking of this, Mafula let out a chuckle, whether Ash was too naïve, or too scheming to make it easier for even a little relationship.

"The Frost Guardian clan has always been hard, and this kind of palace is not too suitable for concentrating on demon cultivation." She politely replied, "But my room is still the same as before, untouched." Thank you very much for your kindness, Queen Ash. ”

"It's all ...... It should be done. Snow Prayer Dance-sama. Ash said, a slight sense of loss in his words. They used to be best friends and could talk about everything, but since Mafula became the Snow Prayer Dancer, the person she faced seemed to be the Snow Prayer Dance, not the Maphle anymore.

On the contrary, the little girl named Lisandro she brought with her was too similar to her back then.

"Relax." Suddenly, Mafrau said, "I'll support you." She said this and walked into the room, and Ash was pleasantly surprised to thank the door for being kept behind her head.

"Everything will be the same as before, Ash. Include...... Your date of death. She chuckled darkly, the tickling in her throat causing her to cough again.

"Are you alright?" It was Lisandro's voice, and she ran from the room to her.

It's time.

"It's fine." "There's a lot more to do, Lisandro, before you become the Snow Dancer." ”

"Present...... Right now? Lisandro was flattered, though she wished every day that she would be closer to that day, that she would be free to dance in the snow, that she could lead her tribesmen, that she would be high and that she could dance freely in the snow.

"What do you think of Ash?" Mafula changed the question.

"It's ...... That's good...... Although there are some unrealistic feelings, if it were me, I would support her. ”

"Then, tomorrow you will be crowned as the new Snow Prayer Dance, and then declare your support for Ash, power is such a simple thing, what you want to do, just a word that is not light." Mauffle said.

"Ming...... Tomorrow? I...... I haven't ...... yet Get ready. ”

"You've been preparing for a long time." She said, coughing again as there was a strong emotion rolling through her body. Lisandro stepped forward and patted her gently on the back. "It's okay, there is always a price to be paid for such a thing as power, but it is fascinating, you will taste it."