Chapter 263: The Glory of the Trad

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the biting cold wind kept sending out a sharp howl like a wolf.

When the snow arrives at the end of March, it's colder than at any other time of the year. This means that the real winter will come in three days.

The cold wind blows on the face more painfully than a knife, and even in the house, it will be shivering from the cold.

Under the cold wind full of negative energy, whether it is a wooden or stone house, it will not have the slightest ability to isolate the cold; If the fireplace is not carefully cared for, it will go out inexplicably. And as long as the fireplace is extinguished, a cloud of white mist can be emitted just by talking in the house.

And from the end of the month of March to the end of the middle of January - for less than thirty days, there will be heavy snow every day. The thickness of snowfall in three days can be close to one meter. If you don't pay attention to cleaning, it only takes a few days for the heavy snow to block the crack in the door.

On such days when the snow does not melt at all, how to clear the snow is a problem in itself that cannot be ignored.

In the world of Faense, a large number of people freeze to death in winter every year. Far more than any war, or major outbreak of infectious diseases, are far more numerous.

In contrast to the extreme cold of winter, after the end of August, the harvest month, there will be heavy rainstorms for more than 10 days. Although not many people will die in the torrential rains, almost all crops will be drowned in the torrential rains. And this level of heavy rain means that there will inevitably be floods or tsunamis in the summer. That's why every city's drainage system is so advanced.

Of course, the weather in the world of Faense wasn't so extreme from the start.

After Gaia's Father fell into the Twilight Seed, to be exact. It is only then that there is a month of catastrophic disasters twice a year.

This level of cold is close to frost-covered hell, under the bitter winter. Every year there is some kind of creature that goes extinct. It's cold to this extent, it's not that there is no constitution that exceeds twenty points. Actions alone take three times as much energy. And every once in a while, people who travel in heavy snow have to do a test, and if they don't pass, the cold qi full of negative energy will temporarily deduct a little bit of physical attributes.

If the CON stat is reduced below 10 points, it will also deal a certain amount of environmental damage while reducing the CON stat. When the constitution attribute is lower than 3 points, every time the constitution attribute is deducted from the verification failure, it may directly cause instant damage.

And a large part of the reason why the White Pagoda has a high status is because they basically don't freeze to death by the winter.

It's not that the wizards have developed any antifreeze potion. It's because the Great Enchantment of the White Tower will filter out the negative energy in the cold wind, making this cold winter that even professionals can't bear turn into an ordinary winter like the beginning of December.

But. Aum's pity for the wizards seems to end there.

With a large number of cracks appearing in the Great Enchantment, the real Winter finally enters the White Tower.

Many wizards who were born and would eventually die in the White Tower felt the coldness in the air more and more obviously. The cold air that keeps pulling up from the ground can freeze and numb your feet through your boots.

By this time, the meeting at the Third Tower had already begun. The incessant explosions, the sudden burst of mercenaries from the crowd, and all sorts of other scourges began to subside, and it seemed that the situation was stable again.

As the snow grew heavier, the White Tower's territory became calm again.

- Except for one place.

An old man in good spirits and tall figure stood silently in front of Roland and Cyra.

Claude ...... Mr. ”

Roland was silent for a long time, and then spoke, greeting in a flat voice: "Long time no see." I hope you enjoy your stay in the land of Sivir. ”

What appeared in front of Roland was Claude, whom he had killed with his own hands in the past.

However, that is not the image that the living can have.

Claude's body is translucent gold. His pupils turned a brilliant gold, shining in the night.

And his expression is not always the same as when he was alive, always smiling kindly. His lips pursed and bent downward, carving a stern arc. Two deep furrows are created on the cheeks. Old Claude's eyes were no longer always squinting, but slightly open, giving people the feeling of an old lion awakened.

It's not so much that Claude has changed...... It's better to say. This is the true attitude of Claude as an apologetic.

It is completely different from Claude, who has lost his fighting spirit and has aged physically and mentally. This is an awe-inspiring apologetic, heyday, and a murderous aura that exudes the ancient sword in the tomb.

Roland saw him. It's like seeing the cold-blooded executioner who has been fighting all his life, killing more than a thousand heretics, and his hands are stained with the blood of his kind.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.

If at first. Roland meets such Claude, then maybe everything will go in a more interesting direction.

However, nowadays......

There was a complicated look in Roland's eyes.

He realized some kind of sad truth...... About Jupiter IV as well as Claude.

In order to confirm his thoughts, Roland walked towards Claude in the form of a saint without fear.

"So, what do you want to do? Claude? Roland smiled gently, but there was not the slightest smile in his eyes, "Kill me?" Or will you hand me in? ”

“…… Long time no see, little Roland. ”

Claude sighed, and as Roland approached step by step, he gradually raised the cane clenched in his right hand: "I didn't expect that it would be like this when we met again......

The golden transparent light spat out from the staff sword, beaming into a slender pillar of light, and the intense heat directly turned the snow around the pillar of light into steam.

It was the sword of the Sunworshipper, but it was more like a spear than a sword.

Not to mention being cut or impaled, even getting close to it will cause great damage.

It was when Tyre was still the Sun King, and the weapon used by his royal guards, which was also the prototype of the staff sword used by Claude.

"How's Claudia?"

The golden flame of light beside Claude was steaming, and he asked Roland in an equally flat voice.

Roland didn't have the slightest fear, as if the two of them were just chatting: "She has found her brother." Now she's with Ms. Anvilia. ”

"Yes. She's there, so I'm relieved. ”

As he said this, Claude stabbed the Sunworshipper Sword in his hand towards Roland with a thunderous force.

Roland, on the other hand, only moved a slight step to the side and dodged Claude's attack.

"What? Your students are at the hands of the greatest heretic in the world. ”

"Don't bluff me, the biggest heretic in the world is obviously the dragon hunter Esther. If you were my student, I would have you punish you for copying the 100 Unforgivables 500 times. ”

While chatting with Roland, Claude attacked Roland with a swift attack.

However, the attack is extremely monotonous.

"I'm sorry, His Highness St. Claude......"

Cyra, who was standing on the side, hesitated for a long time, but still walked forward resolutely.

A golden shield phantom gradually appeared on his arm.

"Please stop. I don't think Roland, he's evil......"

"-I can't stop."

Claude sighed and interrupted Cylla.

"I can't stop...... I knew it before, I'm afraid I misunderstood Roland...... However, my body is not under my control at all. ”

He repeated his words again as he raised the sword of the Sun Worshipper in his hand and slammed into the air with lightning speed.

"Run, Roland."

Claude whispered.

This is already the last resistance he can do. (To be continued.) )