Shayl stood above the walls of the fortress.

She was joined by the remaining generals of the fortress.

The walls were still covered in frost and snow, and even though the fortress was cleared of snow by soldiers every day, it would still pile up to the height of the calf the next day.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Shayl stood at the top of the wall, covered in silvery-white armor stained with unwashed blood.

These are the bloodstains left by Shail's execution of those inquisitors yesterday.

A few hours ago, Prince Shayle, who had been hiding in his room and crying like a girl in the eyes of Marshal Amter, instantly became a cold and ruthless ruler in charge of thousands of armies.

Shail's silver-gray pupils swept over everyone present and said.

"The Holy Religion has broken their covenant, and they are trying to manipulate our country with those pretenders." Shail's hands rested on the hilt of his sword: "Our people are under the threat of the haze! Even your children may have these impostors around you. ”

Shail's words instantly seeped into the hearts of every general present.

The generals and soldiers had experienced the cleansing of the fortresses and witnessed the disguise of the Inquisitors, and they all began to worry about how many Inquisitors were still dormant in their own family territory.

Not only worry about the safety of their loved ones, but even doubt whether even their own loved ones are real.

"I don't intend to let the Holy Religion run rampant on our soil any longer! The blood of these betrayers must be taught a lesson! ”

"But Your Highness, the blizzard in the Plains of the Cold Wind is about to dissipate, and it won't be long before the army of demons will set foot in the Plains ......of the Cold Wind," one of the generals couldn't help but express his worries.

"The blizzard will not dissipate."

The Spirit of Frost quietly appeared at Shail's side, and it slowly landed on Shail's shoulder, attracting everyone's attention.

With the Spirit of Frost as the center, a large number of azure blue inscriptions emerged, and magic began to gather on Shail's body.

"The souls hidden in the frost and snow have answered my prayers." As soon as Shail's words fell, the wind and snow on the city walls became more violent, so violent that some of the wounded generals could not control their bodies and fell directly into the snow behind them.

"The blizzard will shelter the fortress until I clear the gloom from the land."

The huge magic power condensed on Shail's body, and the light of the frost spirit became more and more dazzling, and the soldiers and generals vaguely saw a transparent figure emerging behind Shail.

In the beliefs of the Land of Frost, the Spirit of Frost is the Frost and Snow itself, and it is an awe-inspiring existence.

Shayl was recognized by the Frost Spirit, which was enough for the prince from Nolan to be recognized by their people.

At this moment, several soldiers had already knelt on the ground reverently, and the generals also knelt on the ground symbolically allegiance.

Shail's cold gaze glanced at the people who were subservient to her, and she wanted to sneeze with a little itchy nose, but she still tried hard to hold back on this occasion.

Civil war... It's about to begin.

………………

Qiao Xiu took a sip of a cup of hot milk.

Today, Joxiu stayed in Nolan's Hearthstone Tavern.

The unique talent for building portals of the demons of sinful karma is simply too strong, and the portals constructed through Zenas use the demon world as a medium.

Qiao Xiu can go to Falosi for a walk or two in the morning, go to the Demon Realm to film in the afternoon, and then go back to Nolan's Hearthstone Tavern to sleep in the evening.

Therefore, it is too wasteful for the teleportation ability of the Sinful Karma Demons to be used in battle, and Qiao Xiu should consider building a Sinful Karma Demon Time and Space Station or something.

This plan can be used after the establishment of the Magic Net financial system in the later stage, but now Qiao Xiu still has to start the filming of "Avatar" and various trivial matters in Nolan.

Today is a rare day off, and although Mrs. Nishizawa is eager to see the day when Avatar is released, she still humanely gives the actors time to rest.

Ciri also got a day off from the man in purple, like this wonderful rest day, Ciri used it directly to sleep, but her bed was Qiao Xiu's desk, of course, she fell asleep on the desk.

Joe was checking the Hearthstone Tavern's recent sales report, and Mrs. Nishizawa's store plans were on the agenda, and a new Hearthstone Tavern shop was being built on the same high street as the White Thorn Theater.

The message that there was something new in the newsletter rang in Qiao Xiu's ears.

Qiao Xiu put down the sales report in his hand and waved his hand to open the interface of the magic net.

"The owl again?"

Ciri didn't know when she had woken up, half of her cheek buried under her arm, staring straight at Qiao Xiu's magic web interface.

"You guessed it."

Qiao Xiu didn't evade it, and clicked on the Frost Owl's text message in front of Ciri.

During these three days, Qiao Xiu conducted various 'temptations' on this owl, and figured out that His Royal Highness the prince was in the fortress of the Land of Frost.

And the 'friends' she cleared were the Inquisitors hiding in the fortresses.

Now the frost owl sent a very brief message to Qiao Xiu.

'I'm leaving. Later, as usual, he made an owl puff up expression.

"The rebellion plan was a great success?" Ciri knows the real reason why Josiu is chatting with this frost owl.

"A big success." Qiao Xiu raised his palm, and Ciri also cooperated to stand up and complete a high-five action with Qiao Xiu.

This brief celebration didn't last long, and before Qiao Xiu could even give the frost owl a reply, there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Come in." Qiao Xiu said.

The lock of the door was gently twisted open, and the frost elf Tyrin took a careful look at Ciri and Josiu in the study.

"I... Didn't bother you, did you? Tyrene's gaze scanned back and forth between Joshua and Ciri for a few moments before asking.

"Of course not."

After receiving Qiao Xiu's response, Tailin walked into the room with confidence.

As Tyrin entered, Joshua saw a white kitten lying on Tallyn's shoulder.

The kitten's fur shimmered, and it yawned a little lazily as it looked at Qiao Xiu.

Tylin's World Tree's consciousness had been transformed into this gesture a few days ago, and Qiao Xiu teased her for a long time when they first met.

Of course, the owner of this cat responded to Qiao Xiu in the form of a yawn.

"What's the matter? Tylene. ”

Qiao Xiu directly asked about the reason why Tai Lin came to him, and recently Tai Lin was not only busy with her own broadcasting work, but also took care of the white cat.

"A show about the Nolan Voice." "I've been hearing a lot from the tavern lately that the Nolan Voice is still a little too little. ”

"That's what I've always wanted to solve."

Qiao Xiu understands that the audience can never be satisfied, even if the sage pulpit fills the vacancy of part of the program.

But the number of programs in the Nolan Voice is still too small.

"So Mr. Qiao Xiu, actually... You can arrange a few more ...... for me."

"Two days off, we agreed upon." Joshua interrupted Tylin.

Probably because she saw the consciousness of the World Tree become a reality, Tyren began to hope more urgently to speed up her growth.

But there are enough programs that have fallen on Tai Lin at present, although Qiao Xiu doesn't know if it is possible to die of overwork with the physique of the frost elf, but let such a beautiful girl work twenty-four hours a day, Qiao Xiu's conscience can't be justified.

"Actually, I already have a general idea for the new show."

Qiao Xiu glanced at the text message from the frost owl, and the 'I'm leaving' was telling Qiao Xiu that the prince of the land of frost had officially embarked on the road to quell the civil strife.

The civil strife in the Land of Frost, this is big news, not only news, maybe Qiao Xiu can still make it into a documentary?

"Where is she in a thousand faces? Not... I'd better get her over on the text message. ”

Qiao Xiu edited a message in the text and sent it to the dark elf, who was also the chief reporter under Qiao Xiu's command.