"I used to think that the Kingdom of the Saint was a trustworthy country. Their priests healed our warriors through the power of the Holy Light and healed many sick civilians. However, the Kingdom of the Saint betrayed their alliance!"
When Cheil said this, the Dark Elf couldn't feel any "girly" aura from her.
"They sent the Inquisitors to replace many of our country's nobles in an attempt to control our country."
A sharp chill seeped into every corner of the room. In the slightly dark room, Cheil's gray pupils emitted a dim light.
Even when she met Cheil's gaze through the screen, she could still feel the chill.
"I will personally lead the army to send the Inquisitors who have committed crimes to the guillotine."
The Dark Elf originally thought that Prince Cheil was just a lucky "little girl", but after this short interview, the Dark Elf realized that the Prince wasn't joking.
She could really become the ruler of the Land of Frost in the future, and a cold and ruthless monarch at that.
The Dark Elf then followed Josiah's instructions and asked the Prince questions related to the civil strife.
Other than the battle plan, Cheil told the Dark Elf her true thoughts.
Although she didn't know how many people in the Land of Frost could hear her through the Voice of Noland, she had to express her attitude towards the Kingdom of the Saint in this interview.
Also, she had to let the people of the Land of Frost see the true side of this country.
The Dark Elf used a pen to record Prince Cheil's words. When she raised her head again, she heard Josiah's voice again.
"I've asked almost all the questions related to the civil strife."
The Dark Elf quickly typed on the keyboard in mid-air and sent a message to Josiah.
"I think this Prince is a potential ally. What she did means that the Inquisitor will not let her go. Most importantly, her attitude towards the Inquisitor is full of hostility."
"You can try asking."
After receiving Josiah's permission, Qianmian put down the notebook in her hand and looked at Cheil.
"Prince Cheil, what do you think of the Devil Race?" The Dark Elf asked softly.
This new question made Cheil silent for a moment. She looked at the camera beside the Dark Elf and finally gave the Dark Elf an answer.
"Ever since the founding emperor of the Land of Frost, Osta, ruled the Northernmost Land, we, the Osta people, have been at war with the demons in the Coldwind Plains for thousands of years. Therefore, to the Osta people, demons are our enemies." Cheil was expressing her opinion as the Prince of the Land of Frost. She paused for a while before continuing.
"My personal impression of the demons comes from the various scriptures of the Holy Church. This incident made me doubt the authenticity of those scriptures, but the demons are still dangerous invaders to me."
Cheil did not tell the Dark Elf her true thoughts.
After watching "This Demon Is Not Too Cold," whenever someone mentioned demons, the first thing that appeared in her mind was not the description of the veterans in the stronghold, who were covered in green flames and had claws as long as a human's arm that could easily tear apart any flesh and blood. Instead, it was a middle-aged killer with a knitted hat, stubble on his face, and a somewhat dull personality.
"Haven't you gained enough affection for me?"
Listening to Cheil's words, the Dark Elf heard Josiah's sigh.
"Then one last question. Is there anything you want to do after banishing the Inquisitor from the Land of Frost?"
The Dark Elf repeated Josiah's question to Cheil. In the Dark Elf's expectation, this prince should naturally ascend to the throne after destroying the Inquisitor's conspiracy.
He would become the ruler of this powerful Frost Empire! This was something worth being excited about and looking forward to for anyone.
"What do you want to do …"
Cheil's eyes were no longer as cold as before, and the chill around the prince gradually dissipated.
"Probably going to Noland," she said.
"To Noland?" The Dark Elf thought she would say something like "governing the country."
"Yes, there's a friend there that I want to meet in person. I don't know if he will be surprised when he sees me."
When Cheil said this, his face unconsciously revealed a smile.
It was a "sly" smile that little girls would show when they were playing a prank. The Dark Elf vaguely guessed who the prince was referring to when he said "friend", but he did not directly mention the name.
"My interview has ended here, but I will follow your footsteps in the meantime. I hope you can dispel the shadow of your country as soon as possible." The Dark Elf stood up and bid farewell to Prince Cheil.
… …
Noland.
Hiri and Taylin stayed by Josiah's side and listened to the Dark Elf's interview with Cheil.
"Why do I feel like he's already maxed out?" Hiri suddenly said.
"Maybe it's just a prank. Anyone who doesn't know that an online friend they made on the Weave is the king of the Land of Frost would be shocked when they meet in real life."
Josiah tried to find a reason to explain Cheil's last answer.
"Land of Frost, Mr. Josiah … Actually, I've always wanted to ask that prince about my race." Taylin helped Josiah change the topic.
The Frost Elf did not speak during the interview.
Ever since her race was swallowed by the Grey Fog, every time she recalled things related to the Frost Elves, she would not only feel nostalgia, but also sadness and sadness.
"Just add her directly," Josiah opened the interface of the Weave and showed the Frost Owl's name card to Taylin.
Ever since Josiah and the Frost Owl met, Josiah began to update the various functions of the message.
During this period, not only did he add the function of emoji, but he also added the function of portrait and signature. As the name suggested, they were avatars and personal signatures.
The function of the message became more and more comprehensive with the update. At the same time, after Josiah opened up the registration for messages, the number of users also increased. Now, the number of users had reached 130,000.
"Can I add her as a friend too?" Hiri raised her hand and asked.
"Wouldn't that be too sudden?" Taylin did not like strangers suddenly adding her. Since her account on the spellcaster forum was Taylin, every time Taylin spoke, someone would recognize her identity.
Thus, under Josiah's suggestion, she no longer used her real name on the Weave.
"Why don't I create a council?" Josiah did not want the Frost Owl to suspect his identity, so he thought of the most conservative method.
"Council?"
In the past, when Josiah privately played around with new things on the Weave, she would watch from the side. But recently, Hiri had followed the purple-robed man to learn illusion magic, so she spent less time with Josiah.
"Council is a more … Noland style name. I prefer to call it a group chat. Simply put, it's a message that many people can participate in. You can think of it as a simplified version of the spellcaster forum."
Josh clicked on a new function that had just been added to the message. He had established a council called the 'Movie Society'.
The topic was obviously to discuss movies. This way, when Josiah invited the Frost Owl to join, it would seem more natural.
"The code for the council is here. You just need to click to join."
Josiah sent the council's number to Hiri and Taylin's message.
Soon, two new messages popped up in the Film Association's council group chat.
"The Holy Tree Breeder has joined the group chat."
"Hiri is studying hard! Joined the group chat. "
"Is … is that okay?"
The Holy Tree Breeder sent a new message.
"It really feels like a council. Why don't you invite a few more people in?"
Hiri quickly replied.
"This … I'll think about it."
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