"We are witches, we are also girls, we have our own ideals and visions, and at the same time, we should also have our own lovers, our own love, and our own lives. Instead of being imprisoned here on the pretext of learning magic, becoming a puppet of the vampire queen!"

In the silent basement, Dennis stood in the middle of the crowd like a natural orator, talking indignantly. This is the emotions that have been suppressed for seven years, this is the anger that has been suppressed for seven years, and at the same time, it is also a layer of paper that everyone dare not pierce. Why they studied here, why they lost their freedom as soon as they entered, everyone knew more or less in their hearts. However, no one dared to say it, no one dared to mention it. The oppressive atmosphere of the Academy of Magic was almost suffocating. And at this moment, the genius witch Dennis told this bloody fact, as if a big stone that had never been moved was moved away from the heart, and the eyes of the crowd were full of anticipation and enthusiasm for battle. This is something that has not been seen in the Academy of Magic in a hundred years.

"This cage, this shackles, this cell has been trapped for us for too long, too long. True, everything is a lie. From the moment we came in, we were already living in lies. How many senior sisters, either become the mistress of the nobles, or become the puppets around the vampire queen, our fate has long been in the hands of that bloody Katarina, without the freedom of choice. ”

"But now, hope has come. ”

Denny paused, she shouldn't have said such a thing at her age. However, reality has allowed her to grow beyond the ordinary. This acceleration of maturity has been fueled by the resentment that has been pent up in the heart for a long time. All people, all things, she sees in her eyes. Hide it in your heart. Play stupid, just to live longer. Finally, now, she can tear off the disguise and really be herself.

Although she didn't know if there would be any traitors among the group of wizards, she waited until the party was over to report it to Erin. Or maybe there was already a gap between them. However, she couldn't care about that much. The Ice Queen is out on the bandwagon, and Kislev is like an empty city, and there's no better time than now. It's a chance, maybe only once. Timid, thinking too much, worrying too much, sometimes just let the opportunity slip away mercilessly. She cherishes the opportunity, and now the time has come. The number of people who support Pavel has exceeded those who support the queen.

"The army of the North has gone south, and the Blood Queen is out. All this has created a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us. ”

Dennis's immature throat hissed and cried out with exhaustion.

Everyone's eyes flashed with anticipation, excitement, and long-lost trust. Yes, they trusted Dennis, and Roy could tell that the witches trusted Dennis. Dennis may not have much status in Kislev, not many people know her, and the nobles don't buy it. However, in the Academy of Magic, she is known to everyone. She is the star of the Academy of Magic, and she has saved the lives of many wizards. When Duke Cohen rebelled, it was Dennis who held off the undead who lost control and saved hundreds of witches. The witches' trust in her comes from the accumulation of bits and pieces over the years.

"Sisters, it's time to break through this rotten, maggot-infested cage! Take up our weapons and fight like warriors! We are not puppets, we are not tools of someone, we are wizards with independent personalities who can trap our bodies but not our souls! Take up arms and support Prince Pavel against the bloody queen. Take up our weapons and our pride, follow me, and break through this stench of prison!"

Seven years of pent-up emotions exploded at this moment. Not only Dennis, but all the wizards present were full of blood and anger. When they are extremely depressed, they are more enthusiastic than men. Suppressed to the extreme, they are more fierce than men.

......

The world was dark, and the horses' hooves trampled over the shallow streams and set out on their way south. The smell of pine and moss mixed with a chill hit his face, and Rhodes couldn't help but wrap his cloak tightly. It wasn't physical coldness, it was emotional coldness.

I can't tell why, but the distance between myself and Caroline always feels like it's getting wider, and the Frost Witch will become colder and colder because of her study of ice magic, and eventually even her feelings may freeze. Although he knew this, Rod still didn't want it.

It's just that Caroline seems to be gradually evolving towards this trend. She became more and more reticent. More often than not, she just sat and listened. Never say much unless it is an important occasion. This couldn't help but make Rod feel a sense of loss. Back then, she was like a little girl, innocent and curious about everything, even at the risk of killing her head, she had to go out to play, smuggle into the Empire, go north into the Dwarven Fortress, and even secretly soak in the underground hot springs of Black Hammer Castle. Everything now seems to have become memories. I never imagined that such a lively girl would become like this in the end. She's like a leader, no, she's a leader. She was a lord of Heidelberg, and now, she is more of a politician. conscientiously fulfills his responsibilities, but his love life is getting weaker and weaker.

The cold wind blew, and Caroline's soft chant wafted in the air, which seemed to be a memory, and it seemed to be an elegy. Sorrow for a woman's maturity. For a moment, Rod remembered Dennis again. I really hope that my daughter will not go down this old path, as the mana increases, the emotions of the frost witches will become weaker and weaker, and eventually, they will freeze their emotions and no longer thaw in their lifetimes. Gaining power always means losing something precious.

So, what does God have to lose when God gives him strength? He only felt his body getting warmer and warmer, as if the invisible sun was baking him, dispelling all the chill. I don't know if it's because of the Armor of Ersun or something else. In short, the closer you get to the city of Kislev, the closer you get to the Winter Palace, the stronger the feeling.

He rode up the hill and looked down on the valley, where the snow melted and new greenery sprouted in the mountains as far as the eye could see.

The southbound army split up here, and the Griffons, led by General Bacchus, took a shortcut and marched south from Grizzly Bear to Kislev City. The northern coalition army went south from the North-South Highway and took the plains. The two teams are like two slender black lines that slowly wriggle through the valley. And they, will determine the future of Kislev.