"Haha, Nelson, are you kidding me? It's not your style...... Did Roland coerce you to say that?" Victor was stunned, and then laughed.

The laughter grew low, the air in the room stopped flowing, and Nelson sat in silence with his head lowered, his hands resting honestly on his knees, his eyes fixed on the backs of his hands.

Victor glanced at Charlotte, who was as well-behaved as a white rabbit, turned his gaze to Caligula, and asked with a gentle smile, "Aka, tell me, where is the princess?"

Aka is the most shrewd, and when he sees his master smile like this, he knows that if he doesn't answer the question, he will definitely have nothing to eat today. He hurriedly put down his hand covering his mouth and muttered, "I know...... The princess is in the ice cellar under the castle, she is turned into an ice sculpture and cannot talk to Acre or eat...... Aka was sad for a moment. ”

Victor's mood sank to the bottom, but he became calm, let out a long breath, and said to Nelson: "Tell me what happened later, and tell me in detail." ”

"Yes. Nelson nodded, and told Victor everything he had seen.

After listening to Nelson's narration, Victor pondered for a moment, got up and said, "Charlotte, dress for me." Nelson, Acre, you go down and prepare, and then accompany me to the place where the events of the prairie have occurred. ”

At night, a plain white savannah reflects the dim moonlight, a herd of bison in the distance is dimly visible, and the howl of a pack of wild wolves echoes in the empty and endless snow.

Victor stood on the soft snow and looked into the distance, and there was nothing unusual in his line of sight. The soft layer of snow covered the dead grass half a foot high, obscuring all traces. Dozens of days ago, his battle with the legendary centaurs had caused the earth to crack, blades of grass to fly, and a natural disaster to strike them everywhere. Now that the bison herd is back in the grasslands, the hungry wolves are busy catching steppe gophers beneath the snow and coveting the old and weak cubs of the bison herd, as if nothing had happened.

The cold night breeze carried snow particles flying in the air, like a ghostly phantom in the moonlight. Victor's gaze remained to the far south, frowning and pondering, until the sky turned white, and then he turned to Nelson and Caligula and said, "Go back, I want to see Roland's armor." ”

Nelson was steaming hot, and the flying flakes of snow melted and evaporated as they approached him, and Caligula was covered in frost and snow, and when he heard Victor's command, the snow particles on his body immediately shattered, and as the night wind blew away, he moved his two thick legs to plow a path in the snow.

It's already morning back in Windchill Town, and Victor takes Nelson, Caligula, and Charlotte into the ice cellar of Windchimes, guarded by two alchemist soldiers.

Nelson explained in a low voice, "My lord, we brought the princess's relics back to Castle with Wind Chimes, and the Countess of Wimbledon suggested that the news be blocked for the time being, and we will make a decision when you wake up." She took the initiative to remove the guards and servants near the ice cellar, and let our arcane guards guard the ice cellar, and strictly forbade anyone else to approach. ”

Victor nodded, noncommittal, and walked into the ice cellar first.

The Ice Cellar at Wind Chimes is quite spacious, with several rosewood statues inlaid with fluorescent gemstones serving as candlesticks, and a cold and hazy light illuminating a cold glazed stone platform in the center of the cellar. This is an associated ore of the Water Elemental Crystal, which is a strange thing with the property of low temperature and cold, and is usually placed in the basement by the High Lord as a cold source for the Ice Cellar.

The ice-crystal-condensed statue was dressed in a magnificent Mithril armor and lay quietly on a two-meter-square cold glazed stone platform, with the "Water Fairy's Sigh" placed at "her's" side, and a snow monster skin cloak beside it.

The facial features of the ice sculpture resemble Roland, and there seems to be a pale green brilliance flowing in the cold light. "She" looked serene and calm, like a sleeping ice and snow elf.

Victor stared at the ice sculpture motionlessly, standing for a long time, the calm atmosphere brewing in the cold ice cellar.

Charlotte's heart was about to break, and she wanted to step forward to comfort Victor in silence, but she was ashamed of herself, and when she was hesitating, the sound of high heels hitting the floor came from the corridor outside, and the unique sense of rhythm reminded people of a tall and beautiful woman.

Nelson hesitated for a moment, walked outside the ice cellar, and asked the alchemist guarding the door to let the comer go. After a while, he led the black-haired, blue-eyed, and stunning-looking Countess of Wimbledon into the ice cellar.

She wore a black dress with heavy tones and black high heels, looking slender and dignified. It's just that the way she looked at Charlotte was full of contempt, defiance, and fiery jealousy.

The Countess of Wimbleton, who is known for her pedigree status, has always been cold and arrogant, when has she ever put an unnaturally promoted female knight in her eyes? A female knight like Charlotte, she chooses to ignore it, even if the other party is a favorite concubine of His Royal Highness.

Unless she's in love.

Charlotte lifted her skirt and saluted the countess, bowing her head in respect, but the corners of her mouth showed an impeccable gentle smile, but with a small smugness, and just the right amount of sarcasm.

Andrea squinted at Charlotte, stepped forward to grab Victor's arm, and said softly, "I am willing to serve His Highness." ”

Victor's expression was calm, and he picked up the snow monster cloak from the cold glazed stone platform, turned and walked out of the ice cellar. Nelson, Caligula, and Charlotte all followed, leaving the Countess of Wimbledon alone in the chilly ice cellar.

Andrea was not angry, but secretly rejoiced, and a little annoyed. Everyone thinks that Victor and Princess Auguste have feelings for each other, after all, the circle of top transcendents is so small, Roland has not many choices, whether it is from her own needs or out of the political needs of the Kingdom of Gombis, Victor is her best partner.

Roland fell unexpectedly, but His Highness Randall's performance was very indifferent, which was obviously unreasonable. But considering that Victor had just woken up from his slumber, his calm was less strange.

He has been absorbing the Void Water Element for a long time, and his soul is inevitably affected by the Void Element, and he will not return to his normal mood so quickly.

Based on the family's heraldic records, Andrea speculated that it would take another month for Victor to completely get rid of the anomaly in his soul based on the family's heraldic records and the sleeping condition of the Sword Saint Draven.

This is the opportunity she has created.

Victor was unconscious on the grass that day, and when Andrea arrived at the scene, she offered to send His Highness Randall to her Wind Chime Town to recuperate. Neither Nelson nor Caligula are high-level knights, and they lack the corresponding experience, so naturally they will not raise objections. Deputy Head of Clark Testier knew about Andrea's intentions, but he was anxious to go back to find out Nachtigar's whereabouts and get rid of his relationship with Roland's fall, so instead of objecting, he told Lord Nelson that the Countess of Wimbledon had a Juggernaut heritage and could take care of Victor's cousin.

Victor arrives in Wind Chimes Town, and Andrea can take advantage of this rare opportunity to get close to him. It's just that Andrea has no experience in pursuing opposite-sex partners, and when they meet, they say "I am willing to serve His Highness", but Victor has no reaction.

His Highness understood what I meant, but he has not yet returned to normal....... he needs me to warm his cold heart, awaken his humanity....... I can't be discouraged, I should be more proactive.

Andrea pursed her red lips slightly, her cheeks dizzy, and walked briskly towards her room. There were royal ladies sent by the royal family of Barcelius, who knew how to please the high-ranking knights affected by the elements, a skill that Andrea lacked.

In the evening, the countess, who had made her preparations, walked alone to the third floor of the castle with her high heels. With the keen perception of the Wind Rider, she avoided the attendants of the Randall family, and quietly came to the door of the master bedroom with her snow-white toes, like a light breeze, took a deep breath, put on her high heels again, pushed open the door, dodged in, and latched with her back against the door.

Victor was sitting on the couch and stroking the snow monster cloak, his slender eyebrows furrowed, and his handsome face was full of loneliness.

When Andrea saw him like this, she felt a sense of pity in her heart, an emotion she had never had, or had forgotten.

"Victor, you must be in pain, right?"

She stepped forward, her gentle tone startled herself, her snow-white face was instantly covered with a shy flush, the skills taught to her by the court lady had been completely forgotten, and she stood in place with her head down, her fingers twisted, and she was speechless.

Suffering?

Feeling no pain, Victor could not believe that the eccentric, beautiful, passionate, and gifted Roland had died like this.

Roland is very bold and has a flying personality, but she is always unexpected, with elusive wisdom and skill. Even Sylvia was amazed by the accuracy of her vision. How could Roland, who loves life, loves to play and laugh, die.

What the eye sees is not necessarily true, because for a gold-tier Raging Wave Knight, making an ice sculpture is a breeze. Victor believes that Roland faked his death to pursue the wandering life she longed for. Therefore, he ran to the prairie for the first time and sensed Roland's location by tracking his intuition.

However, the distance is too far for tracking intuition to help. Victor only had a vague impression that Roland might be somewhere to the south. But the Kite Castle is also to the south, where there are many traces left by Roland, and such a judgment obviously makes it impossible to speculate on her whereabouts.

Victor didn't believe that Roland had fallen, perhaps he was unwilling to accept another possibility.

The cloak made of snow monster fur made him think about it with great fear. He clearly remembered that Roland didn't have a cloak at the time, and even if she did, in order to fake her death, she would only let Victor lie on the grass with his bare butt and hide himself in the distance to protect herself. In fact, Victor is not afraid of that level of low temperature, but his high-ranking knight partner will wrap him in a snow monster cloak so distressedly, because taking care of his lover is a human expression of his wife, and high-ranking female knights can get the pleasure of love from it.

This is important, especially Silvia.

Victor knows that Sylvia's divinity is greater than her humanity, and every bit of love experience is precious to her. She has the ability to get to the right place at the right time, control the battle, and have the motivation to let Roland fall.

Auguste is missing a highness who has the potential to be promoted to a legend, and no matter how you look at it, it will be beneficial to the House of York.

Of course, another possibility is that Roland used his power beyond his limits in order to save Victor and paid with his life for it.

Victor didn't want to think deeply about it, he would be heartbroken. He hopes that Roland will escape from the political prison of the Kite Castle and start her free life with a different identity.

In any case, with the loss of His Royal Highness Roland Auguste in Cambys, the political balance of the kingdom has been broken, and the contradictions that have been suppressed may be reversed and intensified. His Royal Highness Randall is an important link between the royal family and the descendants, and he will inevitably be pushed to the forefront.

The conjecture that Roland was murdered by Sylvia must not come forward!

So, how should Victor explain to King Edward and Catherine?

With the loss of a Highness, the House of Gombis is even less likely to show weakness to the Queen, and if Queen Angelina York is expelled from the palace, the House of York's dignity will be lost, and there will be a fierce response.

The news of Roland's fall could only be hidden and not released, and Victor thought about it, but he couldn't think of any good way for a while. He saw the Countess of Wimbledon looking shy and cramped as a girl, and his eyes lit up.

Andrea is well-dressed, her black and shiny hair is pulled into a lady's bun, showing a graceful neck, and the carefully tailored pink dress outlines her delicate body curves vividly but looks dignified and generous, this kind of subtle and unrevealing dress has a different kind of temptation.

Her appearance is extremely stunning and unforgettable. But Victor has a variety of charms, the glamorous and incomparable Sylvia, and he has a strong resistance to the beauty of high-ranking female knights. Inside, Victor really didn't want to mess with Andrea, and he resisted the relationship dominated by a female knight.

However, Andrea's beauty is not the point, her identity is the key.

Victor believed in the politics of Marquis Goron and Regent Williams, and they should have taken steps by now to try to suppress Roland's knightly supporters, but Victor still had an explanation.

The transfer of internal contradictions to the outside is a magic weapon for quelling civil strife. The loss of a Highness to Gombis must be credited to the Knights of Radiance.

The Barcelius family also needs to borrow from the Kingdom of Cambis to fight the impending storm.

In other words, the Knights of Radiance had already factored Gambis's reaction into their next strategy. It was obviously not a wise move for Victor to distance himself from Barcelona at this time.

He could not be on the same side as Barcelius, but he could be on the side of his lover, Countess Andrea Wimbledon.

Gently picked up by His Royal Highness Randall, Andrea, who was dizzy, buried her red face in Victor's shoulder, and gradually realized in her heart that it was actually herself who needed comfort and support.

It was snowing heavily, but it was warm inside the house.

Charlotte walked to the bedroom door, heard the movement inside, pouted, and stomped her foot hatefully before turning away.