It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"Yes!"

The court mage's gaze became firm again, and the smile returned to her face. She bowed, took a step back, and left the terrace.

"Hester—what do you want to say?"

"No, Your Majesty, this is no different from 700 years ago, we will always be your sharpest sword."

"very good."

The Snow King nodded, his eyes swept over the entire Wendell, and the somewhat overwhelmed crowd in the square.

The city looked very cold under the dim moonlight.

He suddenly raised the scepter, centered on the gemstone on the top of the scepter, dazzling purple light shot up into the sky, the luminous crystals in Wendell's street lamp flickered at the same time, the darkness was dispelled, and Wendell at this moment was even more dazzling than before Eye-catching!

"Then the celebration continues."

The Snow King withdrew his scepter and sat back on the throne.

"Do you mean... to continue? Your Majesty."

The king smiled, took the new wine glass presented by the attendant,

"Of course, this is a grand event that happens once every five years. Whether it's the end of the world or the oracle - don't let empty prophecies ruin your interest. Even if the end of the world really comes, we should cherish this last celebration even more."

"It sounds like something you would say, Your Majesty."

Hester took two steps back and bowed, his armor making a sound of collision and friction.

"Tonight's celebration will be safe and sound."

Chapter 29 Prelude to the Doomsday

The king's strength quickly infected the entire city, the guards restored order, and the square became lively again.

There is no difficulty that His Majesty cannot overcome, this is the consensus of the Snow Country people.

Fireworks set off together, and clusters of blue light points shot straight into the sky, exploding into patterns like snowflakes.The orchestra played the music with organ, drums and trombones.

Nessel, the famous singer in the Land of Snow, sings an ethereal song.

The guard of honor walked neatly across both sides of the square, with flags fluttering in the wind.

Before people knew it, two thousand guard knights belonging to the royal family had appeared on the three hexagonal walls.

They strengthened the already impenetrable city defenses, and just as Hester said, Wendell will be safe tonight.

Lily Bell and Ashley Chevalier had already left the dance floor when they spotted Ella at the corner of the banquet table.

The latter's expression was a little strange. The prophecy of a son of God was by no means something to be taken lightly.But unlike what Ella thought, people in this city were still celebrating, and the carnival was not interrupted by the uneasy atmosphere.

"What do you think of that oracle? Is that also part of the celebration? Is it a common thing in the Snow Country?"

"of course not."

Lily's expression became a little dignified. In fact, she was also very concerned about the prophecy, but it was really unpredictable, and it was useless for them to worry about it.

"But that's not something that ordinary people can worry about. The oracle says that the seventh era is about to end, but there is no exact time. It may be tonight or it may be decades later."

Ashley shook her head, then her pupils shrank, as if she remembered something.

"I have some clues about the content of the prophecy... [The Bridge of Doom rises from the abyss of the tundra], the tundra has already appeared abnormal, do you still remember the wolves we encountered?"

Ella recalled the wolves in the snowy forest and the old white wolf, whose corpses had stomachs full of bark and grass.

"You mean, the so-called doomsday means that there will be a famine?"

"During the Frost Sand Moon, there should be no shortage of food in the snow forest, and Wendel's food is sufficient. The possibility of famine breaking out is very small."

Ashley took out something wrapped in cloth from the simple leather pouch on her belt. It was a substance she had found on a wolf's carcass.

It was some kind of sticky fiber, and she had cut a part of it and presented it to the Snow King.

"I'm afraid something else appeared on the tundra... and the hungry wolves were forced to flee to the edge of the snow forest."

"No matter what it is, Wendell will be the safest place in Snow Country—and our Majesty has already taken action."

Based on Ashley's actions, the other two people turned their sights to the distance, which was the sacred tower located on the top of the snow-capped mountains. The beacon was like a beacon in the dark night.

The huge torches ignited by special materials are dark green, which has the meaning of strengthening security, and they often appear before the war.On the continuous mountain range, beacon fires ignited one after another, conveying information to distant places.

"The color of the moon is really disturbing..."

Lily sighed as she looked at the pale pale moonlight in the sky.

"can you?"

Ella forced a little smile,

"In my opinion, this is the most normal color."

-

Junkos City is also called Cedar City. This border city is located west of Winter City, with steep mountains between the two.

Together they form the first line of defense of the Snow Country. The threat comes from the nomads on the tundra. It is impossible for horses to march on the dangerous peaks. Between the continuous mountains, the gates of these two cities are leading to the interior of the Snow Country. the only way.

Sentinel Gaston and Sergeant Florent were leaning against the city wall. It was less than half an hour before the changing of the guard.While other soldiers were on their final patrol.

Floren carefully moved the tobacco towards the torch, and thick white smoke seeped out of the long wooden mouthpiece.

He took a satisfied breath, looked up at the huge Frost Sand Moon in the sky, and the smoke slowly spewed out from his nostrils.

"Wendel is holding a celebration today, right? Hey, it seems I haven't been to see it in many years."

This sentence is a bit exaggerated. Floren is in his prime, he is not yet 40 years old this year, and he was appointed sergeant in Jonkos only four years ago.

Gaston was sniffling his nose, and the cold wind blowing from the depths of the tundra became more fierce at night. Although there was some cotton tied in the sentry's wallet, it still looked very thin.

Unlike the muscular chief, a small man like Gaston is not cold-resistant.

He took out a leather water bag, glanced around a few times, and then took a big gulp.The high alcohol is like a scalding hot stream, flowing from the depths of the throat into the stomach, dispelling the cold air a lot.

"Hey, you're not doing well, drinking balsa during the night watch in front of the officer."

Floren scolded with a smile. The former was wary of other soldiers who were also soldiers, but ignored the boss in front of him.

Gaston was only in his early twenties and had served in the military for less than a year. The young man smiled shyly,

"No way, isn't it too cold, the sergeant boss will definitely understand us?"

Floren reached out and took the other party's water bag. He turned around and looked at the brightly lit urban area. Although it couldn't be compared with Winter City, most cities, including Cedar City Juncus, also held celebrations today.

"The guard will be changed soon. The city should be quite lively today. It's okay for you to go there and drink until dawn."

"That's what I'm planning...Does the sergeant want to come along?"

"I don't need it, the child and her mother are still waiting for me to go back."

He didn't like children before he got married, but seeing his daughter grow up made Floren feel indescribable joy.

He looked around and drank the remaining balsa in the water bladder in one gulp.

Gaston swallowed his saliva, hurriedly took back the empty water bag thrown back by the sergeant, complaining,

"This job is really boring. Who would attack towns at such a time? Those barbarians on the tundra will not catch up with this kind of day to die."

"But this simple job brings me fifteen roucos a year, and you won't find such an easy job anywhere."

Floren patted his waist, and the crisp sound of coins colliding could be vaguely heard there.

"I can't survive to become a sergeant. I plan to go back to start a small business after the recruitment is over this year."

It was almost time for the shift, Gaston stretched his waist, but his movements froze suddenly, he pointed to the distant mountain peak, at first he just stuttered, and then he shouted loudly:

"The fire... the fire... is burning!"

"What fire?"

Floren turned his head with some doubts. On the continuous mountain range, a dark green flame was burning on the beacon tower that had not changed for a long time, which represented the highest level of vigilance!

He instinctively drew his sword and rang the alarm bell on the sentry tower.

But it seemed like a long time passed, and he couldn't hear the metal collision of the city defense army's armor as they ran.

A faint smell of blood filled the air, and he noticed that the soldiers patrolling the city wall seemed to have been there for too long.

With a short and rapid scream, he came back to his senses and found that Gaston's water bladder fell to the ground of the city wall, but the young man had long since disappeared.

This is impossible!

Although he drank, he never left the city wall. There were barbarians who invaded the town at night.The sergeant in charge at the time had his head chopped off by the enlisted major, and he couldn't have made the same mistake.

What's more, it is impossible for a few barbarians to kill the entire patrol in such a short period of time.

The strong drink he just drank has turned into cold sweat, which is seeping out from his back. It is so sticky that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

When the chill in the back of his head became more and more unbearable, he finally figured out that the enemy did not invade from the tundra in front of the city wall.

—they come from the steep mountains.

The damp feeling on his back was not due to cold sweat, and in this kind of weather, no matter how tense the environment was, he wouldn't sweat his entire back...it should be some other liquid.

Chapter 30 The Lost History

Winter City Wendel

The next day, after a whole night of carnival, many people just fell drunk on the long table or on the ground of the square.

Because of the blessing of the gods, they will not get sick or catch a cold.

The unknown court mage appeared in the throne room. Her complexion was not very good. Last night's work consumed a lot of her energy. The woman's eyes were bloodshot and her skin was very dull.

"There is no mention of the first six periods in mythology or history. I only found a similar description in the teachings of the Godens of Nodens."

The Snow King nodded, motioning for her to continue.