Colorful lights poured into the banquet hall, elegant piano music sounded like flowing water, and a nobleman in luxurious evening dresses shuttled through the hall, smiling all over his face.

Compared to the loss of prosperity in Limontanlu, this palatial guild hall has not been affected by the lizardman wars, and the atmosphere of extravagance wafts in the air, and the laughter never stops.

On the second floor of the hall, in the pale gold private room, someone was paying attention to the exchange of nobles in the banquet hall.

"Are they sure they're here?" In front of the glazed window, a figure shrouded in a gray cloak asked.

"Of course, the offensive of the Besilik Kingdom is in full swing, and they have no choice." The noble young woman in the pale white robe chuckled softly, her indifferent eyes looking down on all the nobles in the banquet hall.

If the nobles of the kingdom could see the true face of this young woman, they would definitely be surprised.

Lena Baker, the top bloodline nobleman in the southern Stoke Kingdom: The representative of the Baker family, is a gifted spellcaster, especially in the field of ice spells.

It was rumored that the Baker family's daughter had studied in the Far North for a period of time, and when she returned to the southern part of the kingdom, she showed her strength as a peak magister.

The gray figure turned his head slightly, looked to the north, and said, "The Temple of Wealth, the Temple of Strength, or the Valoran Territory in the northern part of the kingdom, these may all be good choices. ”

"Those are far from the best options compared to you." Lena shook her head slightly, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, adding to the enchanting face.

"For the nobles of Limontamlu do not recognize those who belong to the kingdom, including Valoran. Not.... I think it seems that rumors have spread that Baron Modrian is preparing to implement aristocratic reforms, which may destroy the foundation on which the aristocracy depends. ”

"Interesting news, is this similar to the old Valrante family?" The gray figure spoke abruptly, its eyes twinkling hidden in the cloak, trying to find something.

"So our beloved Majesty Lloyd died in disgrace, leaving a mess for our young successor, His Majesty Guy, oh..... Now even the Varrant family has disappeared into history. Lena laughed softly indifferently, a hint of coldness flashing in her indifferent pupils.

Many of the problems exposed by the Stoke Kingdom did not appear for no reason, but were the result of a game between different interest groups.

"Rotten roots?" The gray figure looked thoughtfully at the noble young woman in front of him, and the information collected by the forces behind him had information about the forces of this kind of aristocratic alliance.

Lena turned sideways slightly, and a cold cold air appeared out of thin air, turning into a light blue mist, permeating the private room: "It seems that you want to know something?" ”

"Honorable representative of the Fadilha Kingdom?!"

"That's for sure." The gray figure is not feeling the cold temperature, and the tone does not change. "The Fadilha Kingdom doesn't want to fall into the current situation of the Stoke Kingdom."

"And accepting your allegiance may also offend the Valoran Lords of the Northlands of the kingdom."

"Legendary!"

"Lord Lena, you should know very well what that means."

The frost mist gradually obscured the box, and the pale golden walls, the baking fireplace, and the hanging crystal lamps were all stained with frost, as if condensing the crystalline ice edges.

"Giggles! Cluck! ”

Lena stretched out her white right hand, gently covered her mouth, laughed a few times, and the extended spirit pryed the frost energy in the air to dispel the chill in the box.

"Your Excellency said with a smile, compared to vested interests, Valoran Territory should be nothing, right?"

In the eyes of many human kingdoms on the continent of Karadimos, territory and population are eternal topics of contention. Endless intrigues and conspiracy, as well as even more brutal bloody killings.

"I'm a little curious about the members of the Root of Rot, after all, a mere Baker family shouldn't be that powerful." The gray figure was inch by inch, and the completely substantial gaze under the cloak stared at Lena, implying an inexplicable warning.

A silent and stiff atmosphere descended on the private room, and the two looked at each other without saying a word, and the sudden momentum clashed in the air.

"The banquet is coming to an end, Your Excellency should prepare, and I will meet with many people in control of aristocratic forces later." Finally, Lena lowered her gorgeous face slightly and spoke softly, a pale blue mist lingering in her eyes.

After bowing slightly, she took a few steps back, opened the door, and prepared to leave the private room and go to the reserved side hall.

"Huh?"

Looking at the empty corridor, Lena stopped, and an inexplicable trembling feeling welled up in her heart.

The bright yellow light shone on the winding corridor, and she had come alone because of this special meeting, but now the quiet atmosphere was a little scary.

Seeing Lina's steps pause, the gray-cloaked figure frowned, unaware of the anomaly in the corridor.

"What's wrong?"

The words sounded in her ears, causing Lena's attention to be slightly distracted, but the next moment, her expression changed suddenly, and the wail of fear exploded in the depths of her soul.

In an instant of distraction, within his field of vision, a blood-red dagger slammed into front of him at lightning speed.

Click! Click!

The crystal earrings at the earlobes and the blue gemstone necklace around the neck shattered at the same time, and the frost mist that bloomed formed a cold armor about three feet thick in front of him, covering Lena's figure.

[Advanced Spell: Ice Armor]!

Bite!

A crisp sound echoed through the corridors, and blood-colored daggers bounced off the sturdy ice armor, falling lightly to the marble floor, spider-like cracks dense with ice armor.

[Intermediate Spell: Cold Path]!

The smooth marble floor was covered with layers of frost, and the walls were frozen through the walls with a cold mist, and there was no place to foot.

[Advanced Spell: Resist the Ice Ring]!

More than that, the blue ring of ice erupted from the inside of the shattered ice armor, enveloping it with majestic force, crushing the doors of the private rooms and the pale golden walls, expelling all objects around them.

When the attack was imminent, Lena reacted quickly, and before she could care for the shattering of the magic items, she sensed that an assassin had infiltrated the corridor of the private room.

Two instantaneous spells in a row hollowed out nearly half of her mental power, all to prevent the assassin from approaching her side.

The extreme cold came, and a little ice ridge condensed in the air, and to Lina's surprise, there seemed to be no human figure coming.

Except for the blood-red dagger...... Wait, that dagger.....

[Catapult Blade]!

[Catapult Blade: Caterina throws a dagger that deals massive magic damage to the target and 2 nearby enemies.] The dagger then bounces off the ground behind the primary target. 】

"Do I smell fear?"