A day later, the border of the Land of Frost.

"Prince Shayle, your face doesn't look good."

Marshal Amt sat on his horse and looked sideways at Shail, who had a very strange expression on his face, as if he was enduring something, and a slight flush appeared on his skin that was so white that there were no blemishes.

"What... I'm okay Marshal Amter. ”

Shayl raised his head as if he had been electrocuted, and then kept waving his hand to tell Marshal Amter that he was normal.

"There is the fortress in front of you, those old guys in the fortress should have been waiting for you for a long time, Prince Shail, you have to cheer up." Marshal Amter said.

"Hmm."

Shayl nodded again, and Marshal Amter's eyes looked away from her, then at the army behind him and began to give orders.

Taking advantage of this time, Shayl rubbed his forehead, using the inscription magic to create a chill, and his overheated cheeks barely eased.

Ever since communicating with the Fire-Bearers yesterday, Shayl has been scouring the Spellcaster's forums for all things related to the Inquisition.

But the most information that can be obtained is the book called "The Inquisitor's Diary".

Out of curiosity, Shayl spent his time on the march to see half of the Inquisition Diary, and then began to look for other books to read in the immovable library section.

This act is tantamount to opening Pandora's box, and Shayl finds several books with very strange contents one after another, such as "Tucker the Pied Piper and the Lost Elf Boy", "Thorn Flower in the Corner of the City Wall", etc...

The titles of these books seem normal, but the content inside challenges Shayl's three views.

The young prince swore she had never read such a bad book in her life!

Shayle's rationality reminds her that she can't watch this terrible content anymore, but she simply can't... Can't stop!

It wasn't until Marshal Amter reminded him that he was about to arrive at the Fortress that Shayl woke up from the world of books.

"Hoo ......"

Shayl exhaled softly, a whole day of forced marching would have been a boring affair.

But with the existence of the magic net, she couldn't even feel the passage of time, originally because of the appearance of the judge, the heavy emotions in her heart were also relieved a lot because of the comfort of the person who spread the fire and the reading on the magic web.

"It's not time to relax yet."

Shayl looked up at the towering mountain range in the distance, perhaps not a mountain but a fortress.

Hundreds of years ago, the Land of Frost 'spent' countless craftsmen and thousands of spellcasters transformed an entire mountain range into a military fortress.

The fortress became the strongest barrier on the Frost Nation's borders, resisting countless attacks from orcs and demons on the Plains of Cold Wind.

Shayl is entering the fortress today as a legion commander and becoming one of the generals guarding the Frost Nation.

But while guarding the invasion of foreign enemies, Shayl must deal with the hidden dangers inside, those inquisitors!

The muffled sound of a trumpet resounded through the mountains as Marshal Amter's army approached, and the iron gates made of steel slowly opened.

One of them, a knight dressed in silver-white armor, stepped out of the clip to welcome the arrival of Marshal Amt and Prince Shayle.

"Amter! You old fellow, I heard that your subordinates were attacked by the ice dragon, and you pressed two hundred gold sol to bet that you won't be able to come to this fortress! ”

An equally tall figure covered in the fur of a giant bear stepped out of the city gate, and his voice even drowned out the sound of the horn.

"Even if your sons are dead, I will be alive!" Marshal Amt stepped off his horse and embraced the strong man, the frostbite on the marshal's leg had healed considerably.

After the two marshals had greeted each other in this peculiar way, the strong man gave a noble salute to Shell, who was sitting on his warhorse.

"Your Highness Shayle, welcome to the Fortress."

"Greetings and welcomes are over, let's go straight to the combat meeting."

Shail's eyes scanned the interior of the fortress, and sure enough, he saw the banner of the Holy Cult Nation.

After all, the Cult Nation is an ally, and they wield the magic of holy light with powerful healing powers, so these clerics would be welcomed in that military fortress.

Shail's decisiveness seemed to have won the favor of the marshal, and he did not talk too much nonsense and led Shail and Marshal Amt directly to the depths of the fortress.

There were already more than a dozen armored figures gathered in the battle hall, and Shayl saw a number of young faces among them, judging by the insignia engraved on the shoulders of their armor, they should be from the major families of the Frost Country.

It's also a tradition in the Land of Frost that each great family sends their male heirs to serve in the Fortress for one to two years so that they can return to the clan as real men.

Shayl came here with the same purpose, only those who achieved glory on the battlefield could be honored in the land of frost.

"Your Royal Highness."

The nobles in the hall recognized Shail, and after greeting Sheil, the battle meeting officially began under the chairmanship of a marshal.

The specific content is probably that this year is the weakest year for the demons, and they should seize this opportunity to attack the borders of the demons in an all-round way, and then annihilate them in one fell swoop.

The marshal spoke impassionedly, and most of the generals around him agreed with him, but Shayl listened without saying anything, her attention always fixed on the three white-clad priests in the hall.

The battle meeting lasted an hour before it was declared over, and the generals left one after another, and Shayl was no longer silent after waiting for the three priests from the Holy Religion to leave.

"Marshal Amter, Marshal Sidmeier, Lady Rona......"

Shail stopped the eight generals who were about to leave in turn.

"Is there anything you need to command? His Royal Highness the Prince. "Field Marshal Sidmeier is the man in the bear's skin.

He comes from the Frostbear family in the middle of the Frost Country, which is also the core family that serves the Frost King.

Shayl had several encounters with the marshal in the Frost King's City, and it can be said that he was absolutely loyal to the Frost King's family.

The other generals named by Sheil also had the same characteristics, and they were all absolutely loyal to the royal family in Shail's view.

"Please gather here again tonight, I have something very important to tell you."

Shayl could no longer tolerate the Inquisitors continuing to roam the land of the Frostlands, and she must expose the Inquisitors' misdeeds to more people.

The power of the Frost Nation far exceeds that of the Holy Religion Nation, and even many of the citizens of the Frost Nation consider the Holy Religion Nation to be only their vassal state.

So Shayl must give a warning to the missionaries!