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Chapter 410

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In the Land of Frost.

Cheil reached out and caught the petals falling from the sky. This flower was called "Impellar." In an ancient language before the establishment of the Land of Frost, it meant "holy blessing."

As the petals fell, Cheil looked at the throne in the distance. Next to the throne, General Amt and a group of stronghold generals stood respectfully.

Cheil still had a surreal feeling.

Although Cheil knew that her mother had always wanted her to ascend to the throne, Cheil had never been obsessed with the throne.

She looked at the throne in the distance that countless people wanted to sit on, but in her heart, she was thinking about the messages sent to her by the Person of Fire.

If it was possible, Cheil wanted to return to Noland immediately and run to the theater that the Person of Fire mentioned to her to wait for the new movie to be released.

But not now.

Cheil let go of her hand, and the petals fell from her hand. She walked to the throne again.

The shadow of the Nephilic Judge had not been completely dispelled. There were still many places in the Land of Frost that were still under the control of the Nephilic Judge. Cheil could not just abandon the responsibility on her shoulders and leave this country.

Finally, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Cheil sat on the throne. The subjects on both sides immediately knelt on one knee. The knights on both sides of the road also knelt on one knee with their longswords in hand. Everyone within Cheil's line of sight lowered their heads to her.

Originally, according to the tradition of the Land of Frost, when the king was crowned, there would be a bishop from the Holy Church to bless him.

Unfortunately, when Cheil held this coronation ceremony, all the churches in the capital of the Land of Frost were demolished.

This coronation ceremony did not last long, and Cheil directly skipped a lot of tedious content.

"May the Spirit of Frost bless you forever, Your Majesty Cheil." An elderly elder placed the crown of authority on Cheil's head. "Guide us to the right path."

Cheil, who was wearing the crown, refused the elder's scepter. He stood up with his sword and said loudly to everyone.

"My subjects! There are still many places in our country that are shrouded in the shadows of the Nephilic Judges. Now is not the time to rest! "

At this command, the soldiers who were originally half-kneeling on the ground immediately stood up, and the sound of steel clashing resounded throughout the square.

… …

Inside the castle, the coronation ceremony had ended. Next, Cheil held a small celebration feast to reward the soldiers who had fought with him.

However, Cheil took this opportunity to sneak to a battlement outside the castle alone.

On the battlements piled high with snow, stood a black crow.

"Are you leaving?" Cheil waved his hand and swept away the snow on the edge of the battlements. He then leaned against the stone and looked at the crow.

"My mission is completed. If there is a sequel, I may be able to stay, but unfortunately, my 'commander' does not have this idea."

The crow tilted its head. Although it did not open its mouth, the Dark Elf's voice came from the crow's throat.

"That's a pity," Cheil said, a little disappointed.

"Then let's do one last interview."

Although the Dark Elf had received the news that Josiah could return to Noland, as a reporter, or rather, as an intelligence agent, the Dark Elf would not let go of any information that was beneficial to her.

She changed from the crow to her original form, took out a camera, and aimed it at the "beautiful" King.

"After taking back the capital of the Land of Frost, what do you plan to do next?" the Dark Elf asked.

"Next?" Cheil was silent for a moment, then turned around and looked at the walls of the capital.

"It's not a secret. There are a total of eight families in the Land of Frost. They form the backbone of the Land of Frost, be it in military or commercial trade. Along the way, I only helped four families get rid of the Nephilic Judges hidden among them, but this is far from enough …"

Cheil picked up the accumulated snow on the stone and clenched it into a ball.

"What worries me the most is the Frostwolf Family. This family used to be an independent kingdom, but after being defeated in the Land of Frost, no … after being defeated by us, they merged into our territory. Now that the entire Frost is in chaos, they may take this opportunity to rebel. As the king, what I need to do next is to quell the internal strife."

Cheil's voice was soft, but the Dark Elf could still hear the coldness in it.

Along the way, the Dark Elf had witnessed with her own eyes how "cold-blooded and heartless" this prince was. When facing enemies, she did not have the indecisiveness of a normal girl. She would not show mercy to those who deserved to be killed.

At this moment, frost and snow suddenly fell from the sky.

"It's snowing again?" Cheil looked up at the sky and reached out her hand. The snowflakes slowly fell into her palm and gradually melted.

The Dark Elf admired Cheil as a king, but compared to the information she was interested in, the Dark Elf was not really interested in her identity as a king.

"Then let's not talk about this country. What is your personal wish?" the Dark Elf asked.

"My personal wish?"

Cheil breathed out a white, cold breath on her hand. Although she had obtained the approval of the Frost Spirit, she still could not adapt to the cold weather of the Land of Frost.

"There are still quite a few. Other than wanting to go to Noland as I told you before, there is also … wanting to see a new movie." At this point, Cheil seemed to have thought of something. "Qianmian, if you are in Noland, you should have seen a movie?"

"Yes," the Dark Elf said. "I can still clearly remember the scene of Leon hugging a potted plant in 'This Demon Is Not Too Cold'."

"Then what should I do if I want to see a new movie in Noland?"

"Go to the White Thorn Flower Theater and buy a ticket. The ticket is not expensive. The cheapest one only costs a few silver coins."

Although the Dark Elf did not know why Cheil asked this, she still told her the information for free.

"Then how many gold coins do I need to buy this movie? Will it be … expensive? "Cheil asked carefully.

At this moment, the Dark Elf could no longer see the demeanor of a king on her. Instead, she looked like a normal little girl who was calculating whether she had the money to go see a movie.

"I think you are referring to the raw crystal that records all the images of the movie. This kind of raw crystal is very expensive. Usually, only the operator of the theater will pay for it. After buying it, he has the right to let the movie be shown in his theater," the Dark Elf replied.

"If you are interested, I can go back to Noland and talk to the person in charge of the White Thorn Flower Theater. With your status as the king of the Land of Frost, the person in charge of the White Thorn Flower Theater should agree to sell it to you. Of course, you will pay for it. After buying it, you can open a theater in the Land of Frost."

"Theater." Cheil repeated this strange yet familiar word. Her gaze turned to the interior of the capital of the Land of Frost.

The capital was very prosperous. Almost any building and shop that Cheil could think of could be found here. The only thing she could not see was a big theater.

Because the people of the Land of Frost were not interested in the art from Falosi. In the eyes of the Osta people, it was "child's play."

Cheil should focus on pacifying the civil strife in the Land of Frost instead of thinking about whether to open a theater or not.

But after this idea appeared in her mind, she found it impossible to extinguish.

She wanted to share what she liked with others so that the people of the Land of Frost could also enjoy such an interesting "movie."

"Qianmian, can I trouble you to help me bring the 'movie' from Noland to my country?" Cheil asked the Dark Elf seriously.

Although Cheil and the Dark Elf had not known each other for a long time, they had a friendship of entrusting their lives to each other.

"It's not difficult. It will take me about half a month to go back and forth from Noland." The Dark Elf suddenly understood the meaning of the profession "courier" that Josiah had mentioned.

"Half a month? It will take four whole months to go from the Land of Frost to Noland on horseback. "Cheil was slightly stunned. She could not understand how Qianmian could go back and forth from Noland so quickly.

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