The next day, in the Cathedral of the Holy City.

Messey sat in her chair and silently watched the entire movie "The Shawshank Redemption", after which she fell into silence for a long time.

"Any ideas?"

Herolia sat beside Messiah, her tone sounding a little weak.

Yesterday Herolia defeated the one that the Inquisition was trying to summon, but Herolia also paid a great price.

"I always thought that the demon was making something just to please us, whether it was Hearthstone, or Beauty and the Devil, but this movie ...... "Messi looked at the final scene of Andy and Red's reunion at the beach and said, "It gave me an indescribable power, and after watching it, I had the illusion that I was inspired by the gods." ”

"As the caster forum calls it, it's 'God's work,' and in that respect I'm so far from that Chaos Demon."

Herolia rose from her seat and came to the Messiah.

"Nolan's portal will be officially opened in a week, is Mish interested in visiting Nolan again?"

"To Nolan... However, Lord Heloria, there are still many remaining issues to be dealt with regarding the Inquisition, and our diplomacy with the Frost Nation is very tense. ”

Mess has become more and more of a Heroia's assistant in recent times, rather than a mere guardian knight.

"You're traveling to Nolan ...... at a time like this"

"Relaxation is still necessary, and this trip to Nolan is an opportunity to ease relations with the Land of Frost." Herolia leaned down to Messi and said, "It is very likely that the new king of the Frost Nation will visit Nolan himself, which is far more effective than if I sent a diplomat to the Frost Nation to convince the barbarians. ”

"The new king? The Kingkiller. Messi unconsciously called out the nickname of the new king on the caster's forum, but she quickly realized that something was wrong, and after a slight pause, she asked, "How do you know this, Lord Heloria?" ”

"Because I joined a secret society, you should be in it, right?" Herolia asked.

"The movie... Association? ”

Messi instantly remembered what the association Herolia was referring to.

A new feature of the newsletter came out a few months ago, a feature called 'Parliament', which allows a group of newsletter users to chat together after the council is created.

At the same time, Messiah joined a council called the 'Society of Films'.

She thought it was just a very ordinary association to discuss movies, but ......

"Didn't that association create that Chaos Demon? I blocked it. Messiah said.

"Is it blocked? Never mind. Heloria opened the magic net and flipped through the records of the film association, "What kind of offline party is Nolan going to hold this time, it seems to be called that." ”

"Offline gatherings?"

Messi struggled to make sense of the barrage of new words that popped out of Herolia's mouth.

"It's just that everyone gets together in the association, and it's kind of like a ball between nobles."

"That means the Chaos Demon will be there......"

Messi looked at Heloria full of interest, and finally reluctantly agreed to Heloria's proposal.

………………

The home of the Frostwolf family in the Land of Frost.

"Has the threat posed by the Grey Mist subsided for the time being?"

Shayl sat in the ceremonial hall of the Frostwolf family, watching the subjects kneeling on the ground below.

The crusade in the ruins of the mines has convinced the Frostwolf family of Shail's position.

If it weren't for the last moment when Shayl miraculously brought back a large amount of healing potions, the patriarch would most likely have lost his second son.

No one knows how Shayl came back alive from the abyss of the ruins, and even Shayl himself is reluctant to tell anyone that he was rescued by a demon of sinful karma.

"I'm glad you know who your enemies are."

Shayl stood up from his position, and just now the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan had sworn his allegiance to Shail.

Although there were some voices of resistance within the entire community, those who supported the new king were in the majority.

"I think you've experienced the horror of the monsters inside." Shail's gaze swept over everyone present, "Seal off the ruins for the time being." ”

"Yes."

After the patriarch of the Frostwolf family made a promise, Ravel, the second son who was still bandaged on his body, suddenly took a step forward and half-knelt in front of Shail.

"Your Majesty, I hope to go to the fortress as a garrison." Ravel looked up and said to Shayle.

Ravel's proposal caused the elders of the Frostwolf Clan to look at each other in surprise.

"It's never too late to rest from your injuries, I think your performance in the ruins has proven it...... You are not weaker than your brother. ”

Although Shayl is half Nolan, she has been learning the customs of the people of the Frost Nation during her time in the Frost Country.

The atmosphere of this country is the supremacy of force, and there is a tradition among the eight major families, that is, the person who can control the lifeblood of the entire family must be the person who has been on the battlefield and experienced the battle.

The eldest son of the Frostwolf family served in the fortress for a while, but unfortunately the body of the eldest son has been cremated to ashes.

"My injuries are recovering very quickly and I'm almost healed on the way." Ravel said.

The second son's courteous appearance made Shayl a little surprised, not only did she feel surprised, but the expressions of the other elders in the family were a little surprised, and some were very relieved.

"Ravel, I heard that you were supposed to go to the Fortress the year before to join the army, but you refused... Why is it so eager? Shayl asked.

"Actually, Your Majesty, I heard that there is almost nothing in the fortress, it is just a huge cage, and I can't stand that kind of life at all."

Ravel and the king were also comrades-in-arms, which made him willing to confide his true thoughts in front of Shail.

"But you gave me access to the magic web, and I won't get tired of having this thing even if I'm really locked up in prison."

The second son's words made Shayl want to laugh, but the king held back, and she maintained her cold expression.

"That's it?" Shayl asked.

"And there's... When I was young, my father betrothed me to a girl from the White Frost Deer family. ”

Ravel said this, glancing at the elderly patriarch of the Frostwolf family.

"I've been running away from this engagement, but now I think it's time to face it."

“……”

Shayl glanced at the patriarch of the Frostwolf family, who had a relieved expression on his face, 'his own bear child has finally grown up'.

If she remembered correctly, the territory of the White Frost Deer family was near the fortress.

"And I heard from the soldiers who came with you... The betrothed seems to have joined the army stationed at the fortress, and I wonder if she has ......" Ravel didn't dare to say anything more when he said this.

Because Shail's bloody journey to the throne began with the fortress of the Fortress.

Ravel wanted to find out if his betrothed had been killed in that 'purge'.

"What's her name?" Shayl asked.

"Ahh Agata seems to be called by this name. Ravel recalled.

Shayl closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"Don't worry, I didn't have a soldier with that name in the fortress who was executed by me, she should be fine." Shayl said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After discussing the aftermath with the Frostwolf family, Shayl directly led his army to prepare for the return journey.

"Your Majesty, where are you going next?"

Marshal Amt asked, riding his war horse behind Shayle.

"Marshal, your family is up to you." Shayl looked at the bear-strong man behind him.

Fighting side by side during this period of time allowed Shayl to see clearly the temperament of Marshal Amter, who was definitely a reliable ally.

"I won't get involved in this kind of family matter."

Seyell's commission made Marshal Amt nod solemnly.

"I'll pull out the shadows that lie dormant in the family."

"I'm going back to the capital of the Frost Nation next, and I'll need to go to Nolan to ask the sages about the gray mist." Shayl tugged at the reins of the horse and said, "Let's separate here, marshal." ”