Aoraki Kingdom, the Northern Frost Lands.

This is the end of the continent and the beginning of the Arctic Ocean.

The temperature here is below freezing all year round, the cold wind howls all year round, the snow drifts constantly, the black earth is frozen as hard as iron, and there is nothing on the ground except for some moss lingering.

The camp of the Frost Crusaders is located in a relatively warm green valley, and on the high cliffs on both sides of the valley stands the magic monitoring towers built by the Aoraki Kingdom at great cost, and are guarded by mages sent from the south all year round, monitoring the situation within a radius of 100 kilometers.

This 100 kilometers is exactly the width of the gap between the Godering Mountains and the Ovishins Mountains, and it is also the safest path for the Frost Giants to go south, known as the Frost Route, and was led by the Crusader commander Edward Edward. Rhine Guard!

The green valley, because of the high mountains shielding some of the cold, plus the distribution of several geothermal boiling hot springs in the valley, makes the temperature in the valley so many degrees higher than outside, if you are lucky, there will be a few days of the year when the temperature will break freezing.

This environment allowed some resilient boreal plants to live here, which added a touch of greenery to the valley and allowed the crusaders who were stationed again and again to avoid facing the monotony of black and white every day. Once in a while, if a few flowers bloom, it's a sight to behold in the valley.

There is also a big river in the valley, which is one of the very few rivers in the Starlight Continent from south to north, and the river surface is frozen all the year round, even if it is not completely thawed, the river surface will still be full of ice floes, so it is directly called by people: Glacier.

On the high ground on the banks of the glacier, there is a beautiful blue castle, which is Edward. The residence of the Rhine - Blue Castle. It is one of the few castles on the continent that has been built by magic.

The Blue Fort is as warm as spring. Because of the large number of magic arrays that are placed. The interior is decorated in a rugged style, with snow bear fur and whale bone decorations everywhere, all of which were the prey of the Marquis Edward when he went out hunting.

Of course, the Marquis did not like to be called a knighthood, nor did he like to be called a sword saint, and among the crusaders, he was most willing to be called Marshal Edward.

It's noon. The wind has stopped, and the sun is rarely shining,

Whenever this happened, Edward liked to have lunch at the ceiling of the castle, and he liked to set a long table of food and invite the Crusader generals to enjoy the time with him.

Well, it has always been like this, but today it is a little special, because in addition to the generals, there are two unexpected guests from the castle.

One man and one woman. The male calls himself Rollin, the Maple Earl of the Duchy of Lehman, and the female has a beauty like a bright moon. As soon as she said her name, she didn't need to introduce herself, and everyone knew her identity, the guardian of the Primmore family.

Edward was the host, and he sat at the head of the long table, and as soon as the feast began, he smiled and said, "You two have come from afar, and you are my honored guests." Today, we don't talk about state affairs, we don't talk about countries, we just drink freely. ”

He picked up a glass of wine and drank it down.

Edward's countenance was in his fifties, his hair was gray, he was in excellent spirits, his face was handsome, his dark blue eyes were very deep, his stature was very large, and his voice was extremely loud.

This opening, although it was an ordinary tone, set the tone for this banquet, and no one present dared to refute it.

Well, originally the generals heard that Rollin was the earl of the principality, and they still had some hostility, but since the marshal said so, no one dared to talk about it, so everyone drank wine, enjoyed food, and casually talked about interesting anecdotes from all over the continent.

After three rounds of drinking, Marshal Edward looked at Rollin and said with a smile: "Then, Count Maple Leaf, you and Archmage Vianna have traveled thousands of miles to come to my Blue Castle in the bitter cold, and it is impossible for you to attend my banquet on purpose. Now tell me what you're here for. Remember, we're not talking about state affairs. ”

Of course, Luo Lin understands that if you don't talk about state affairs, then both sides are aristocrats, although there are different lords, but there are so many people watching it, and it is not a private meeting, so it is not a big deal to come as a guest.

Although the duchy and the Aoraki kingdom are at war for many years, it is a matter for the lord, and there are many nobles who have a relationship in private, and there are also marriages. King Awlaki and Archduke Lehman turned a blind eye to this kind of thing, as if they hadn't seen it.

In fact, the Grand Duke himself did the same, and his wife was still the cousin of King Awlaki, but the two still fought each other every year, and things were all the same.

Rollin smiled slightly, raised his glass to Edward, then took a small sip and spoke, "Let me tell you a little about what I saw and heard in the south." ”

"Okay, please." Edward, naturally, had no opinion.

The generals all nodded their heads, and everyone liked to listen to the story.

Luo Lin said: "This is what I saw in the Hengduan Mountains in the south of the continent, and the protagonist of the story is an orc, well, an orc martial saint named Solge. ”

"It's still a martial saint, I heard that this guy broke through Vendôme, and he is very strong. There's a chance to have a good fight with him. Edward's interest grew.

The Frost Crusaders have lived in the far north for a long time, and they do not know much about what is happening on the mainland, such as the fall of Vendome, although they have heard of it, but they have no details at all, let alone the orc Thorge.

Luo Lin started from the orc Martial Saint leading this army into the Hengduan Mountain Range, and combined with what he saw and some reasonable imagination in the details, he talked all the way to the conflict between the Martial Saint and the undead, and finally both were defeated.

These things are basically seen by Rollin himself, so every detail, especially the details of the final battle, what Rollin said is interesting and thrilling, and the generals of the Frost Crusader who listened to it were immersed in the scene and amazed again and again.

Vianna listened with interest, a smile on her face.

Rowlin said this for more than half an hour, and at the end, he took another sip of wine and said with a smile: "In the end, the orc martial saint was forced to move the tribe deeper into the forest to avoid the revenge of the undead. ”

One young general was a little unconvinced: "Aren't the undead just some skeleton scum?" What can be kicked away with one kick, how can it be so powerful? Count, your story is well told, quite true. It's just too uncommon-sense. ”

"There are many kinds of undead. Their power depends on the dark magic in their bodies. You said a skeleton that can be kicked apart. It should be the lowest level of undead. Rollin wasn't angry, just smiled and retorted.

Another middle-aged general also spoke, he was more steady, but he still didn't believe Luo Lin's words: "This Solge is a dignified martial saint, according to what you said, he still has terrible berserkers under his command, the strength of these berserkers can fight against the captain of Vendôme, how can they not defeat the gargoyle knight?" ”

"The berserkers are strong. But the Gargoyle Knight is not weak. I fought with Vianna and them, and by our estimation if there were thirty of these knights, we would have to flee. ”

"I can confirm the Count's claim." Vianna added.

"If you really do what you said, an alchemy puppet like a gargoyle can compete with the beastmen head-on, then the undead are not invincible in the world. Alchemy puppets, but they can be made as long as there are materials. Someone questioned it again.

"The materials used to make zuò should be very rare, so there should be a limit to the number of gargoyles." Rollin laughed, he was patient.

Another general wanted to speak, but Marshal Edward suddenly waved his hand. All the hustle and bustle was gone.

This Sword Saint's dark blue eyes stared straight at Luo Lin, and he said solemnly, "I only have one question. Since it's something you've seen or heard, is it something you've seen with your own eyes, or is it hearsay? ”

"See it with your own eyes!" Rollin replied earnestly: "Archmage Vianna is with me and can prove it for me. ”

"Another question, why are the two of you, one being the Earl of the North and the other being the guardian of the Primo Family, going to the Hengduan Mountains in the South together?" Edward was curious about these details.

This time, Vianna replied, "Actually, Rollin is my friend. Sorge led his army to the capture of Vendôme, my enemy. When I heard that he had taken refuge in the Hengduan Mountains, I went south to see how they were doing, but I was not sure that I would go alone, so Rollin went with me. ”

"Oh." Edward answered, thoughtfully, and then suddenly laughed, "Okay, the story is quite exciting." Yes, just under the wine, come on, go on! ”

Later, Edward told him about some of the strange stories of the Frost Lands, such as the snow bear saving his son, the rumors of the hundred-ton giant whale, and even the legend of the Ice Queen of the Far North, which opened the eyes of Rollin and Vianna.

A banquet for both guests and hosts.

Seeing that the banquet was about to end, Edward suddenly said: "I have also heard that there is an earl in the Duchy of Lehman, with exquisite martial arts and the atmosphere of a great grandmaster, and even the Red Moon Sword Saint values it very much. It must be you, Count of Rollin, right? ”

"I consider myself a little accomplished in martial arts. That's supposed to be me. "Rollin is also not modest.

"Oh, when I say that, I have a little itchy hands. Why don't we have a discussion? Edward squinted and smiled, looking at Rollin with a deep blue gaze that seemed to have a deep meaning.

Luo Lin didn't shirk either, and smiled: "It's a great honor to get the guidance of the Sword Saint." Don't know where to fight? ”

"Look at the glacier below, the ice is at least a meter thick, it's very strong, and the ice is spacious, so we can just have a fight."

"Good!" Rollin stood up, took the sword and shield, and saluted Edward again: "I'm a junior, so I'll go first." ”

He rushed forward a few steps, jumped directly from the ceiling of the castle nearly fifteen meters high, and when he was almost to the ground, the shield shrank, and the whole person became a ball, and a tumble on the glacial ice offset the momentum of the fall, and then he stood up again.

Edward laughed, and with a move of his hand, the two servants carried his weapon up, it was a big knife, one meter seven, fifteen centimeters wide, weighing one hundred kilograms, the blade was slightly curved, the arc was smooth, the whole body was ice blue, translucent, exuding a white cold, in the cold, there was a faint stream of lightning, it was the famous weapon of the Sword Saint: Silver Frost Ice Spirit Knife!

He took the knife, and like Luo Lin, he jumped directly from the zenith, and after falling to the ground, his knees bent slightly, and he unloaded all his strength on the ice.

On the rooftop, the generals saw that the two of them actually said that they would do it, and they didn't drag the mud and water at all, and they all ran to the rooftop to watch the battle.

"The marshal is going to educate the juniors again."

"I wonder how many knives this count can hold?

"I'll bet three times!"

"There should be five knives!"

Vianna did not participate in the discussion of the Crusader generals, and walked to the side alone, looking at the two men on the ice below, with some apprehension in her heart.

She was a little confused about the purpose of this sword saint. (To be continued......) R1292