"There's a frozen valley ahead. ”

After walking out of the snow forest, Kayan stretched out his hand and pointed to the towering peaks in front of him, and turned his head to the young man behind him.

Constantine's face was still pale, and his strength had not yet fully recovered from his serious injuries, and his black robes were wrapped in a thick woolen sweater, which was handed to him by Ysera, who feared that he would freeze and faint halfway through.

Looking at the "Ysera" strolling in the howling wind ahead, Constantine's eyes flashed with a strange color.

At first, he thought that the other party was an empty and bloody aristocratic daughter, but now it seems that this woman disguised as an adventurer is much more capable than he imagined.

In the dead of winter, the icy cold wind blew through the ears of the two like sharp knives, as if they wanted to scrape blood on their faces

Jiayan's face remained unchanged, the innate physique given by the divine dragon's bloodline could even ensure that she could walk in a low temperature environment of tens of degrees below zero, and this cold wind fell on her cheeks like a breeze.

The Frozen Valley, a veritable valley.

The surrounding mountain walls glowed with a faint blue light, like a thick frozen ice wall, and when you stood in the valley and looked high, the mountains were blue-gray, and the grass in the valley was stained with frost.

Walking in the valley, the howling cold wind seemed to submerge people in icy water, and Constantine whispered a incantation to resist the cold, barely walking in the cold wind that was enough to freeze people's limbs.

In the frozen valley, the two found a cave to camp for the night.

Night fell quietly, and Constantine used his magic to light a bonfire in the cave to dispel the chill inside the cave.

However, the problem of keeping warm was temporarily solved, and another problem appeared in front of the two of them, that is: food.

Walking in this icy environment, the body will maintain an abundant energy at all times.

"I'll go outside and get some game, and you watch the fire. ”

After resting in the cave, because Constantine was seriously injured and unable to move, Kayan took the initiative to propose a plan, and after clarifying the division of labor, she gave a brief explanation, got up and walked out of the cave, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the back of Gayan quickly moving away, the surprise in Constantine's eyes became stronger,

During the day and a half of the journey, he and Ysera did not communicate much, and the total number of sentences did not exceed five, but he could feel that this beautiful woman was not a vase character.

She clearly has a lot of experience in surviving in the wild, and she is not far behind herself.

Between the words, the other party also faintly revealed the demeanor of the superior, acting decisively and decisively, without delay, and Constantine, who was good at observing words and feelings, keenly captured the information revealed in these details.

What kind of growth environment can cultivate such an excellent dragon lance nobleman?

As for Ysera's true strength, Constantine couldn't figure it out for the time being, and he could only vaguely feel that the other party was equivalent to the level of the elite knights of the Palatine Academy.

"Could it be that he is a noble child from the Teutonic Academy?" thought to Constantine, and the more he thought about it, the more likely he felt.

Because the Teutonic Academy is a well-known old military academy of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, named after the Grand Duke of Teuton, one of the first eight dragon knights, it has a lofty status and strong heritage, and has trained countless famous generals on the continent for the dynasty in history, and it is also the only knight academy in the entire continent that can keep pace with the Palatine Academy.

However, apart from judging that the other party may have a dragon lance military background behind him, Constantine still knew nothing about the rest of the information, and out of gentlemanly politeness, he was embarrassed to inquire directly about the life of the life-saving benefactor.

Shaking his head to dispel these thoughts, Constantine took a deep breath and entered a meditative state.

Meditation is a compulsory course for all the Grand Magus and down to the apprentices of magic, and there are thousands of meditation methods that magicians have come up with, but only a few are truly effective, and these are all recorded and taught to the students by the Royal Academy of Magic.

It's just that now that he has become a crown mage, his meditation perception has been very different, and he can freely enter a state of deep meditation.

His consciousness body appeared in the dark sea of spirits, and after a few days of cultivation, the sea of spiritual power that had been somewhat dry in the great war gradually filled.

On the dark sea, dozens of tiny stars are reflected, exuding faint energy.

Constantine's body of consciousness floated on the surface of the sea, looking thoughtfully at the faint starlight flickering below.

He looked up and saw that the night sky was surrounded by mist, and in the mist floated countless symbols, formulas, and ancient magic letters, forming stairs that stretched out into the depths of the boundless sky, where a gate stood.

Dozens of stars floated from the surface of the sea and floated around Constantine, forming a small magical realm that emitted an invisible and mysterious force field.

Constantine extended his psychic power and tried to grasp the stars, only to find that the energies from the stars did not obey him like ordinary elemental or arcane energies, and ignored him in the slightest.

How to tame these powerful and proud star energies, Constantine still had no clue.

Suddenly, he remembered the astrology he had learned at the Royal Academy of Magic, the complex formulas and equations that described the trajectory of the stars.

Could it have something to do with those formulas?

Constantine gathered all his spiritual power, and the entire spiritual sea fluctuated, spreading countless ripples on the surface...

He tried to establish a coordinate system based on his own consciousness ontology, including the entire star field, and deducing their action trajectory equations...

To build a coordinate system, he needs at least two, or even more...

The question is, where are the axes?

This coordinate axis is not a fiction in the sense of time and space, but must be acted by some kind of actual existence.

What to do?

Suddenly, he remembered the theory of magic expounded by Kant in the first class on the philosophy of magic: magic is a lever, and the flesh, spirit, blood, and faith are the fulcrum, and the so-called magic and various supernatural forces are based on the fulcrum, using levers to pry the action process of the outside world.

[Azure Star Field] is also a powerful supernatural force, and it can even be regarded as a more powerful lever, and its fulcrum may not be one, but several.

Can these fulcrums also be used as axes?

Constantine felt a burst of excitement, which was perhaps a brilliant idea.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to put this idea into practice, because the sound of footsteps came from outside the cave.

He interrupted his meditation and slowly opened his eyes to see "Ysera" walking into the cave with a few snow rabbits in his hands in the howling wind.

Kayan's movements were smooth, she had already familiarized herself with the terrain of the Frozen Valley before she arrived, and had used her experience to find the nests of several young beasts.

Under the faint pressure of the dragon veiner, all the snow rabbits didn't even have room to resist, so they fainted directly and became her bag.

"There are ten of them, you pick them first. Kayan threw ten poor valley snow hares to the ground, waved his big hand, and said.

Constantine picked up three of the snow rabbits with the hands of a mage, put them beside him, and smiled, "You caught the rabbits, you have made a contribution, it is natural to take more, three are enough for me, and I will roast the other seven for you first." ”

Kayan was not polite, he sat cross-legged on the ground, staring intently at Constantine waving his arms, using the "mage's hand" as a grill, and from time to time a few flames sprang out from his fingertips, hitting the snow rabbit's joints and limbs.

Soon, the cave was filled with the faint smell of barbecue.

Looking at the fragrant rabbit meat in front of him, Kayan's eyes flashed with admiration, and he admired the exquisite magic control level of this young mage.

Although she has the [Elemental Control] skill, she can also drive the fire element, but her power is too domineering, and she can only be used for fighting and killing, and she can't do it as delicate and delicate as Constantine.

If she had started the fire, the rabbits would have been blown up to ashes in a matter of seconds.

"Sure enough, there are limitations to such a thing as bloodline ability, and it can't be applied to all occasions. ”

Looking at Constantine, who skillfully harnessed fire and arcane arts, and remembering what Saleen had said in the wasteland, Gayan fell into deep thought.

Constant open-mindedness in learning is also a valuable quality taught to her by Archduke Eliotgard.

After the rabbit meat was roasted, Kayan pulled out the saber at his waist, put on a rabbit, took out the spices he carried with him from his backpack and sprinkled them, then stuffed them to his mouth, and after a while, a satisfied expression appeared on his face. "It tastes good, even in the city of Ouranos...... In the family hunting estate, I rarely eat such delicious rabbit meat. ”

She wanted to talk about the palace, but when the words came to her lips, she reacted and changed it to a family hunting estate.

"To own a hunting estate in the capital of the dynasty, it seems that Miss Isera, your family's position in the dynasty must be very prominent. ”

Constantine always maintained a polite smile on his face, impeccable, "I think there is only a noble surname worthy of your flawless and moving beauty like a snowy peak." ”

Kayan pursed his lips, unmoved by Constantine's implicit tentative words, "I've always disliked the kind of sour sentences in the bard's mouth, you think I'm good-looking and just say it, anyway, I'm tired of hearing it, by the way, you said the day before yesterday, you're from Maple Snow Town?"

"Yes. ”

After hearing the name of the place, Kayan was silent for a while, remembering the past many years ago.

She and him, who had been to that place together on vacation when they were young, had made quite a stir in the town square by slashing a statue with her sword.

A faint sentimentality flickered between his eyebrows, and soon disappeared in the flickering firelight, and Kayan's voice was as calm as water, "I heard that it was a beautiful place, didn't it?"

"Some things, like twilight in the twilight, although they will eventually fade away, the beauty of that moment is enough to stay in the heart, and the beauty of Maple Snow Town belongs to this kind. Constantine said softly, remembering the town's nocturne, and his expression was a little dazed.

But there was something else in Kayan's words, and she was silent for a moment, "You hate the dynasty, and you are unhappy with the fall of Azeroth, do you?"

Constantine turned his head and looked at the woman's picturesque eyebrows, he frowned, and fell into silence as well.

I don't know why, he didn't want to lie this time.

"Yes, I hate the Dragonlance Dynasty. ”

Constantine said calmly, "Miss Ysera, you must not know that because of your dynasty, in the past ten years, how many Azerotans have been displaced, endured the pain of separation, the people's livelihood withered, the chambers of commerce fell into bankruptcy, the cities were no longer prosperous, we lost our freedom, we lost our self-confidence, and we lost everything. ”

"In the end, all you get in exchange for is to make you dragon lancers more unscrupulous above us, treating us like cattle and sheep to be slaughtered. ”

Constantine said lightly. "I longed for the Duchy of Azero, which my parents called me, not the current province of Azero. ”

"In Azero, people lived in peace and tranquility, they could sit in the evening breeze and listen to melodious nocturnes, taste new meals in taverns, enjoy the snow and the moon with their families in the streets when winter came, children play in the grass and count the stars in the lake, knights watched over the vast snowfields on the city walls, and wrote beautiful love letters around the spirits and fires..."

"We want to live, not survive. Constantine said. "What's more, sometimes, even survival becomes a luxury. ”

Gayan silently listened to Constantine's accusations, listened to his words describing Azeroria's beautiful past, and his expression was a little dark.

She was one of the witnesses of that era, and knew that Constantine had said that these were the truths, and she also knew how much misery the invasion of the dynasty had brought to the Azerotans.

However, her position dictates that she must stand up and say something at this point.

"Your words, Mr. Dean, are good, but they are one-sided, and I sympathize with the plight of the Azerotans. "However, this is not the fault of the dynasty itself, but the greed of the Vismal family. ”

"You want to say that the Vismal family can't represent the dynasty, do you?" Constantine sneered, "and who can represent it?"

"The only one who can represent the dynasty is always His Majesty the Emperor, and I am convinced that His Majesty will be able to lead the dynasty further in the future, and the first step is to eradicate those corrupt dragon vein families. ”

Kayan continued, "However, the Dragon Vein family is huge and intertwined, if you want to balance them and cut off their wings, it is not an overnight achievement, Your Majesty can only retreat as advance, accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity, in this long process, temporary sacrifice is necessary. ”

As soon as this tirade came out, Kayan was suddenly stunned, why did she say so much, and it was to a young mage of Azeroya who had just met.

Perhaps, what she wanted to convince was not Dean in front of her, but to explain to her heart, and the long-dead Archduke Elliottal, and the little boy who didn't know where he was.

"It seems, Miss Ysera, that you and your family are staunch royalists of the dynasty, and I beg your pardon for using this overly politically charged term. Constantine said lightly, his tone a little sarcastic.

Constantine put the rabbit meat down, "However, to do so is tantamount to shaking the foundation of the Dragonlance Dynasty, which means that the royal family will have to fight against eight large families with ancient histories at the same time." ”

"To be clear, these eight dragons are no longer hatchlings from the eggs of the Nibelungen a thousand years ago, their wings are full, their claws are sharp, and they are eyeing the throne of the old dragon. ”

"If they realize one day that the descendants of the Divine Dragon are not as powerful as they thought, they will probably give up fighting with each other and tear at the flesh of the old dragon at all costs. ”

Constantine stared at the woman in front of him with a grim gaze, his gaze was like a frozen wasteland, exuding a chilling taste of heart palpitations, "You guys, are you ready for this?"