Shayl had long been prepared to be attacked by the remnants of the Inquisition at night.

She has set traps engraved with the Instant Freeze Spell in various places throughout the room, and the Frost Spirit's powerful perception allows her to anticipate the proximity of her enemies.

But Shayl didn't expect the Inquisition to come so quickly, and although it was late at night, it was far from the time when the people of the Frost Nation had gone to sleep......

She hid in the shadows of the room with her sword in her hand, silently listening to the footsteps of the Inquisitors outside the room through the perception provided by the Frost Spirit.

A... No, three.

Shayl immediately judged the number of Inquisitors based on the number of footsteps, and she clenched the hilt of her longsword slightly.

The Inquisitors are not easy to deal with, and even if Shayl has the 'golden finger' provided by the Fire Bearer, under the premise that they are already prepared, Shayl will still have to go through a hard battle.

After three days of fighting, Shayl was already a little exhausted, and she began to consider avoiding the battle for the time being, seeking the help of Marshal Amter.

But the footsteps outside suddenly disappeared, replaced by the sound of something sharp piercing through flesh.

Arrows!

Shayl immediately judged what was happening outside, someone had pierced the body of one of the Inquisitors with a bow and arrow, and the sound of blood gushing out of Shail's ears was clearly audible.

This was followed by the sound of a blade slashing across his neck, and the other inquisitor fell to the ground clutching his neck before he could even cry out in pain.

Someone had attacked the three Inquisitors, and they were also skilled archers and killers.

Shayl immediately pushed open the door to his room, and saw a figure shrouded in black robes grappling with an Inquisitor.

There were still two badly wounded Inquisitors lying on the ground, and before Shayl could even pull his sword out of its scabbard, the black-robed man wielded the dagger in her hand and killed the other Inquisitor with neatness.

All three Inquisitors were lying in pools of blood, they were not dead, the blood gushing from their necks delayed their deaths, but it would not be long before they would die from blood loss or lack of oxygen.

"You... Who is it. ”

Shayl clenched his sword tightly and looked at the man in front of him vigilantly, then asked.

The stone-paved ground was already filled with ravines of various sizes, and the three inquisitors resisted before they died, but these resistances were in vain, and there was no resistance in front of the black-robed man.

"Me? A journalist. ”

The dark elf pulled down the hood from his head, a smile professional enough on his face.

Before Qiao Xiu asked the dark elves to do this business, he had specially reminded the dark elves of the guidelines of various reporters, one of which was that when interviewing others, they must not be forced, and they must be close enough during the interview......

Since then, the Dark Elves have been working according to the guidelines mentioned by Qiao Xiu as much as possible, including this time.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the smile on the dark elf's face is this time, the blood on her body and the corpse lying under her feet make it impossible for her to associate the word 'closeness'.

"Journalists? Is it a special name for you elves when they hunt the Inquisitor? ”

Shayl recognized the race of Thousand Faces, an elf, by his ears and skin color.

The Blackwood Forest Fire Shayl had seen several posts about it on the Spellcaster forum, so she understood the enmity between the Elves and the Inquisition.

That's why she took the initiative to assassinate the three Inquisitors, and everything seemed logical.

"I didn't expect any elves to survive in the Frost Country, but thank you for helping me get rid of these Inquisitors, is there anything I need help with?" Shayl said.

In Shail's guess, the elf must have heard that she wanted to know about the Inquisitor before coming to join her.

"You may have a wrong understanding of the profession of journalist, but it doesn't matter, I'm actually here to interview you."

The dark elves were slightly relieved to see that Shayl was so good at talking, she finally didn't have to put her long sword against someone else's neck during this interview.

"Elf, I don't understand your language." Shayl could not understand the meaning of the word 'interview'.

"Interviews are not elven language." The Dark Elf looked at the young prince.

The prince, who had lived in the Land of Frost for three years, still knew very little about Nolan's recent changes, and she hadn't even watched it on TV, so she couldn't understand what the interview meant.

"Have you listened to the Voice of Nolan?"

From the information that the dark elves received from Qiao Xiu, they knew that this highness Prince Shail had the client of the magic web, as well as a leaf of the World Tree.

"Nolan's voice? A little magic on the web, and so on...... Do you know the magic web? ”

Shail's vigilance level rose to a higher level again, and she looked the dark elf up and down.

Her dark purple complexion didn't look like a Frost Elf.

"Not only do I know about the magic web, I am also from Nolan, and I am a worker of the Voice of Nolan, Your Royal Highness the Young Prince, since you have listened to the Voice of Nolan, can you tell me which program you like the most?"

The dark elf had what she thought to be the most friendly smile on her face during the questioning, but the next second she pulled a throwing knife from her waist and threw it, eliminating an Inquisitor who was about to leave the place by crawling.

Sheil looked at the blood gushing out from the ground again, she looked a little numb, she had seen enough of the scene in the fortress.

"That frost elf named Tyren sings at night?"

Shayl realized that the identity of the dark elf in front of her was not simple, but she did not intend to call the soldiers to catch the dark elf.

This is the first time Shayl has met a friend in reality who can talk about the problems of the magic web!

"That frost elf's show...... Have you ever heard the daytime news? The Dark Elf asked again.

"The show that will inform listeners of something valuable about what happened to Nolan yesterday?" Shayl described the day's news in a somewhat lame way, and the Dark Elf nodded.

"You can understand that way, and my job is to collect the 'valuable things,' which are called journalists." The Dark Elf said to Shayl after a very brief introduction.

"The people of Nolan are curious about what you have done for the Land of Frost, and they want to know what you think of the Inquisitor and the Land of the Holy Religion, and I came here from Nolan to interview you for this reason."