While Lydia is meditating on adapting the mythological story, Black Condensation Snow is nervously preparing for the funeral of the Ice Wolf King in the Ice Wolf Castle.

Hei Ningxue sat beside the gorgeous bed in the dormitory, her hands stroking a bloodstained white shirt, and looking at the void in distraction.

The Ice Wolf King is really dead.

At the solemn birthday party, the terrible monster pounced on them with the breath of death. There was nothing she could do but watch as the beast's claws tore open his heart.

She looked at the blood stains on the shirt in her hand, the bright red blood had dimmed in the light. Her mood gradually stabilized. She was well aware that a grand funeral had to be held for the death of the Ice Wolf King.

She thought about it calmly and decided, and finally decided to put Glista in charge of the matter.

"Grista listen to me." Hei Ning Xue's voice was low and steady, "The Ice Wolf King's funeral must be grand enough, and it must show his identity and status as the royal family of the Ice and Snow Clan. ”

Glista nodded faithfully, writing down her orders with a pen and ink.

"I want you to arrange for all the members of the court to send a gift of mourning. Flowers, candlesticks, offerings, whatever it is, as long as they can express their condolences to the Ice Wolf King with their hearts. ”

"Understood, Your Highness." Glista replied respectfully.

"Also, I want the entire castle to be lit up and commemorated with candlelight all over the city to commemorate the Ice Wolf King." Hei Ningxue looked out the window, the tragic scene at the birthday party was still so clearly played out in her mind.

"Rest assured, I will personally ensure every detail." Glista replied.

Hei Ningxue looked at her loyal and capable head maid, and finally a trace of warmth finally appeared in her heart. She took another deep breath and looked at the blood stains on her shirt. A voice in her heart kept telling her that this tragedy was no accident.

The civet cat that suddenly lost control, the soul art that suddenly failed, and the ice wolf king who suddenly lost his life. Who and how?

But she didn't have a clue right now.

Many people in the Ice Wolf Castle were talking, and people were even suspicious of the black snow. After all, she had just entered the Ice Wolf Castle, and there were still different opinions about what kind of motive she had for approaching the Ice Wolf King.

What's more, a transcendent soul magician like her was helpless in the face of a mid-polar demonic beast like a civet cat, so many people deduced that she deliberately connived at the demonic beast to kill the Ice Wolf King.

Such arguments are so loud that she has no way to defend them. She said to Linda in a daze, "I don't believe it was an accident, I need you to find out the truth." Pay special attention to the woman named Amber, who must have a secret hidden secret. ”

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Amber and Carl quietly returned to Dawson's mansion with heavy robes and concealed faces. After making sure that no one had spotted them, they quietly opened the passage behind the altar and walked to the vault where Dawson was hiding.

The gray fireplace illuminated the dark corner, and Dawson sat quietly in his chair, gazing at the portrait on the wall, the portrait of Lady Feather. The fire flickered, reflecting the tired but excited faces of the two.

Amber spoke, "Teacher, as you might expect, those demonic beasts are very sensitive to the 'Dark Glory Flower'. I heard that the Ice Wolf King has been bitten to death. ”

"Yes." Daurson let out a sigh of relief, "He fought all his life, but he didn't expect to be killed by a few 'civets'. It's ironic. ”

Karl's face was heavy: "But that demon girl seems to be alive." ”

Daurson leaned back in his chair silently, looking at Carl's distressed expression. Everyone could feel Carl's deep unwillingness, and even the beeping fire was quietly lamenting that the opportunity had been missed.

"Your Highness Karl," Dawson said, stroking his beard, "the most important thing in a stratagem is not to succeed, but to 'not fail'. As long as you haven't failed, you still have a chance to succeed. ”

Karl nodded heavily.

Daurson closed his eyes and recalled the ins and outs of the plan, "Linda's escort is a little faster than I expected. I don't know if the enchantress got some kind of news, or if she was just lucky. ”

Amber asked, "Is the teacher worried that someone has leaked the plan?" ”

Dawson squinted, "We're going to have to keep preparing for the worst." That's how we can be sure of success next time. ”

Karl pondered for a moment, "As I was leaving the hall, I saw a wine merchant. I thought about it carefully just now, it seems that such a character should not appear at the birthday banquet of the Ice Wolf King? ”

"Wine merchant?" Amber remembered the fifteen barrels of red wine he had stolen, "It is not easy for this merchant to be able to gather fifteen barrels of wine in such a short time. ”

Dawson pondered for a moment: "To be cautious, Amber, you go and investigate the situation of this merchant. ”

Karl got up and said, "I'll go too." ”

"No, Karl." Dawlson shook his head slightly, "You still have an urgent matter, and an important thing to prepare. ”

Karl asked, "What is urgent?" ”

"The Ice Wolf King's funeral." Daurson smiled meaningfully, "As soon as the Ice Wolf King dies, the demon girl will inevitably be full of flaws. Humiliating her at the funeral will surely disrupt her layout. The more mistakes she makes, the more chances we have of killing her. ”

"Humiliating a demon girl is such a fun thing, I will definitely do my best." Karl smirked, "What is that 'important thing'?" ”

Daurson said solemnly, "It's still the funeral of the Ice Wolf King." ”

Carl was puzzled: "What does the teacher mean?" ”

"Has His Highness Karl ever learned about the Ice Empire's royal 'ice burial ceremony'?" Dawerson motioned for Amber to take out a black leather manual from the dense shelf behind him.

He spread the book on the table, and said in a deep old voice, "The royal 'ice burial ceremony' lasts for a total of eighteen days. The first six days are for the coffin, and the last day is the coffin, that is, the funeral. ”

Although Carl is the eldest son of the Ice Wolf King, he was born in Ice Wolf Castle since he was a child. I've never seen other feudal kings die, so I'm very unfamiliar with this set of rituals.

Daurson continued: "The body is buried in an ice coffin, and it is to be sacrificed on a high platform for six days, and the last day is to be buried. After the burial, the next few relatives still need to protect the soul for six days. ”

Carl frowned when he heard this, "This funeral ceremony is tedious enough, but I don't quite understand, what is the importance of this matter?" ”

"For six days to protect the soul, only the closest relatives chanted prayers at the grave." Dawerson looked at Carl solemnly, "No squire, no guards, no troops. Only the Ice Wolf King's closest relatives ......"

Carl suddenly understood the gravity of the problem.

The Ice Wolf King's closest relatives are now only two people: him, and Black Condensing Snow.

In other words, he will be alone with Black Condensation Snow for six whole days.

You must know that in terms of soul strength, he can't even catch a single move of Hei Ning Xue. If Hei Ning Xue really had the power to kill him, it wouldn't take six days to get rid of Carl, not even six seconds.

Maybe in an instant she will be burned to ashes.

"What ......," Carl asked, slightly uneasy, "what should I do?" ”

Dawson pondered for a moment, then said categorically: "First strike." ”