Chapter 388
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Cheil stood on top of the stronghold's walls.
The remaining generals of the stronghold also climbed up to the stronghold's walls with her.
The walls were still covered in frost and snow. Even though the stronghold's soldiers cleared the snow on the walls every day, it would still pile up to the height of one's calves the next day.
"Everyone."
Cheil stood at the highest point of the walls. His body was covered in silver-white armor that was still stained with unwashed bloodstains.
These were the bloodstains left behind by Cheil when he executed the Nephilic Judges yesterday.
Just a few hours ago, Prince Cheil was still hiding in his room and crying like a little girl in the eyes of the Amt Marshal. But at this moment, he had instantly turned into a cold and ruthless ruler who was in charge of thousands of troops.
Shayle's silver-gray eyes scanned across everyone present and said, "You're right.
"The Kingdom of the Holy has betrayed their alliance. They're trying to use those impersonators to control our country." Cheil rested his hands on the hilt of his longsword. "Our people are under the threat of the Dark Haze! Even your children might be surrounded by these impersonators. "
Cheil's words instantly penetrated the hearts of all the generals present.
After experiencing the cleansing of the stronghold and witnessing the Nephilic Judges' ability to disguise themselves, these generals and soldiers began to worry about how many more Nephilic Judges were lurking in their family's territory.
Not only were they worried about the safety of their loved ones, but they even doubted whether their loved ones were real.
"I don't intend to let the Kingdom of the Holy do whatever they want on our land anymore! We must teach these betrayers a lesson in blood! "
"But Your Highness Cheil, the snowstorm in the Coldwind Plains is about to dissipate. Soon, the demon army will step into the Coldwind Plains …" One of the generals couldn't help but voice his concern.
"The snowstorm won't dissipate."
The Frost Spirit quietly appeared next to Cheil and slowly landed on Cheil's shoulder, attracting everyone's attention.
With the Frost Spirit as the center, a large number of blue inscriptions appeared, and magic began to gather on Cheil's body.
"The souls hidden in the snow have answered my prayers." As soon as Cheil finished speaking, the snowstorm on the city wall became even more violent. It was so violent that some of the injured generals could not control their bodies and directly fell into the snow behind them.
"The blizzard will continue to shelter the stronghold until I clear the haze from the land."
A huge amount of mana condensed on Cheil's body, and the light of the Frost Spirit became more and more dazzling. The soldiers and generals vaguely saw a transparent figure appear behind Cheil.
In the Land of Frost's belief, the Frost Spirit was the frost itself, an existence that people revered.
Cheil had obtained the approval of the Frost Spirit, which was enough for this prince from Noland to obtain the approval of his people.
At this moment, several soldiers had already knelt on the ground devoutly, and the generals also knelt on the ground to symbolize their loyalty.
Cheil's cold gaze swept across the people who had pledged their allegiance to her. Her nose felt a little itchy and she wanted to sneeze, but she tried very hard to hold it in under such circumstances.
The civil war … was about to begin.
… …
Josiah held a cup of warm milk and took a sip.
Today, Josiah stayed in Noland's Hearthstone Tavern.
The sinful demons' unique talent for constructing teleportation portals was simply too powerful. The portal constructed by Zenas used the Realm of Demons as a medium.
Josiah could go to Falosi in the morning and go to the Realm of Demons in the afternoon to film. At night, he would return to Noland's Hearthstone Tavern to sleep.
Therefore, the sinful demons' teleportation ability was too wasteful to be used in battle. Josiah should consider building a sinful demon station or something.
This plan could be used in the future after the magic net financial system was established, but for now, Josiah still had to work on the filming of "Avatar" and various other trivial matters in Noland.
Today was a rare day off. Even though Mrs. Sizer was eager to see the day "Avatar" was released, she still very humanely gave the actors some time to rest.
Hiri also fought for a day of rest from the purple-clothed figure. For such a wonderful day of rest, Hiri directly used it to sleep. However, her bed was Josiah's desk, so of course she slept on it.
Josiah was checking the latest sales report of the Hearthstone Tavern. Mrs. Sizer's plan to open a new Hearthstone Tavern was already on the agenda. A new Hearthstone Tavern was being built in the commercial street near the White Thorn Flower Theatre.
A notification for a new message rang in Josiah's ear.
Josiah put down the sales report in his hand and opened the magic net interface with a wave of his hand.
"It's that owl again?"
Hiri had woken up at some point. Half of her face was buried under her arm as she stared straight at Josiah's magic net interface.
"Bingo."
Josiah did not avoid it. He opened the Frost Owl's message in front of Hiri.
In these three days, Josiah had conducted various "tests" on the owl and found out that the prince was in the stronghold in the Land of Frost.
And the "friends" she had eliminated were the Nephilic Judges hiding in the stronghold.
Now, the Frost Owl sent a very short message to Josiah.
"I'm setting off." It followed up with a cheering owl emoticon as usual.
"The instigation plan was a great success?" Hiri knew the real reason why Josiah was chatting with the Frost Owl.
"A great success." Josiah raised his hand. Hiri also stood up cooperatively and gave Josiah a high-five.
This short celebration did not last long. Before Josiah could even reply to the Frost Owl, there was a knock on the door of the study.
"Come in," Josiah said.
The door lock was gently twisted open. Frost Elf Taylin cautiously glanced at Hiri and Josiah in the study.
Taylin's gaze swept back and forth between Josiah and Hiri before asking, "I … I'm not interrupting, am I?"
"Of course not."
After getting a response from Josiah, Taylin walked into the room with a peace of mind.
When Taylin entered the room, Josiah saw a white kitten lying on Taylin's shoulder.
The kitten's fur was glowing. When it looked at Josiah, it yawned lazily.
Taylin's consciousness as the World Tree had transformed into this posture a few days ago. When they first met, Josiah even teased it for a long time.
Of course, this cat's master always responded to Josiah by yawning.
"What's the matter? Taylin. "
Josiah directly asked why Taylin was looking for him. Recently, besides her broadcasting work, Taylin had also been taking care of this white kitten.
"It's about the programs on the Voice of Noland." Taylin said, "Recently, I often hear the guests in the tavern say that the programs on the Voice of Noland are too few."
"This is also a problem that I have always wanted to solve."
Josiah understood that the audience could never be satisfied, even if the Philosopher's Lecture filled some of the gaps in the programs.
But the programs on the Voice of Noland were still too few.
"So, Mr. Josiah, actually … you can arrange a few more …"
"Two days of rest. We agreed on that." Josiah interrupted Taylin.
Perhaps it was because she saw the consciousness of the World Tree turning into a physical body, Taylin began to eagerly want to speed up its growth.
But currently, there were enough programs on Taylin. Although Josiah did not know if a Frost Elf could die from overwork, it was not right for Josiah to let such a beautiful girl work 24 hours a day.
"Actually, I already have a general idea for the new program."
Josiah glanced at the message from the Frost Owl. The "I'm leaving" message was telling Josiah that the Prince of the Land of Frost had officially embarked on the road to pacify the civil strife.
The civil strife in the Land of Frost was big news. Not only was it news, perhaps Josiah could even make it into a documentary?
"Where is Qianmian? Hmm … I'll just ask her to come over through the message. "
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