The Silverfrost Fox's first battle was over.
As the person in charge of the Silverfrost Fox Chamber of Commerce, Loraft sat in the magic carriage and watched the score of the Silverfrost Fox Team in the top 18 matches.
It was a perfect 3-0 victory, and they were undoubtedly leading in terms of kills in every match.
"The team for the next match hasn't been decided yet?"
Loraft narrowed his long and narrow eyes as he looked at the news on the Magic Net.
The Silverfrost Fox Team had signed up for the Noland Open in his name, so he would be notified of the next match's time, venue, and opponent.
"Lord Loraft, we're here."
The driver stopped at the entrance of the Silverfrost Fox Chamber of Commerce, and Loraft got out of the magic carriage in a happy mood. Behind him, the other members of the Silverfrost Fox Team also got out of another magic carriage.
"Your performance today is still outstanding." Loraft waved to a butler standing at the door of the Chamber of Commerce. "Take our heroes down to rest."
"That Lord Loraft."
The butler's face was covered in cold sweat as he whispered to Loraft.
"What's wrong?"
It was rare for Loraft to see the butler in such a panic.
"His Majesty the King is here." The butler glanced into the Chamber of Commerce with a flustered look. "He's waiting for you inside."
The pleased expression on Loraft's face instantly froze.
"Take them over to rest. I'll personally welcome His Majesty the King."
He walked quickly into the Chamber of Commerce alone, and as soon as he entered, he noticed the change in the atmosphere.
The surrounding air seemed to have entered deep winter, and Loraft had to gasp for breath with every step he took.
He walked with heavy steps to the second floor of the Silverfrost Fox Chamber of Commerce. On the second floor, he saw his country's new king, Cheil.
The new king was much younger than Loraft had imagined, but her temperament made it impossible for Loraft to treat her as a young person.
This was the feeling of blood and ice intertwining after killing thousands of people on the battlefield.
Cheil's gaze had been on a map hanging on the wall. When he noticed that someone had come to the second floor, he turned to look at Loraft.
Loraft half-knelt on the ground the moment he felt Cheil's gaze.
"It's an honor for the Silverfrost Fox Family to have Your Majesty here," he quickly said.
"What's your name?" Cheil asked.
"Noland, I'm the person in charge of the Silverfrost Fox Chamber of Commerce."
"Noland Holy Ghost Open." Cheil did not say anything superfluous. He slowly walked up to him. "Did you represent our country to participate?"
"Yes … Yes, Your Majesty. We also participated in the last tournament and won first place. We will definitely be victorious this time as well."
He made this guarantee with absolute confidence, but just as Loraft finished speaking, he heard a prompt from the Weave.
"Who's your next opponent?" Cheil didn't believe his promise and directly asked about the current situation.
"T-The next opponent." Loraft opened his Weave interface and looked at the notice sent by the Holy Ghost officials in the spellcaster forum. "The next opponent is the Iron Forger from the Nation of Steel!"
Cheil, who had been exerting great pressure on Loraft, seemed a little absent-minded at this time. Her hand was moving in the air.
Lorraft took the time to look up. He guessed that the king was also using the Weave and was probably searching for information related to the Ironsmith.
"Is the heir of the Silverfrost Fox Family participating in the tournament?" Cheil suddenly asked.
"Lady Sophia is willing to participate in the Holy Ghost Open in Noland, but her mentor, the man in yellow, rejected her."
Loraft didn't understand why Cheil was asking about this now.
"I'll be there tomorrow."
Cheil didn't talk too much with Loraft. She went straight downstairs.
…
It was the third day of the Noland Holy Ghost Open. Today was the competition for the top eight, and the venue was the Gray Robed's academy, Ruhrsk Higher Magic Academy.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Loraft was no longer as comfortable and relaxed as he was yesterday. He was like a middle-aged man who had a debt of tens of millions and someone had come to collect it.
Since the start of the competition, he hadn't revealed his signature foxy smile.
"Rest assured?"
Cheil looked at the arena from afar. The purple-robed man had created a real Holy Ghost Battlefield on the arena with an illusion.
While Cheil was talking to Loraft, the Iron Forger's Wandering Hero had already leaped into the sky and charged toward the Silverfrost Fox in the distance.
"The Dragon Tamer is chasing the enemy from high up in the sky! Folded Sword has entered the arena! In the 27th minute of the match, the Iron Forger has seized another opportunity! The Silverfrost Fox didn't even think of fighting. "
Brass Dragon's voice echoed in Cheil's ears. This was the second round of the Silverfrost Fox versus the Iron Forger. The current situation was very disadvantageous for the Silverfrost Fox, and it had already lost the first round.
"It's just a small disadvantage. His Majesty will definitely be able to turn it around," Loraft said to Cheil.
"I know how to play the Holy Ghost."
Cheil used this method to warn him not to try to deceive her. She looked at the battle below and clasped her fingers together.
Although the members chosen by Loraft were very outstanding, there was still a small gap compared to the Iron Forger.
Cheil then looked at Empress Yekana, who was sitting at the highest seat in the audience. She had revealed her identity today and personally came here to supervise the battle … Therefore, the Iron Nation's audience was in high spirits, fiercely suppressing the Land of Frost's audience.
Cheil could feel that her subjects were competing with the Iron Nation's audience … However, she only had 3000 points on the Holy Ghost Stairway. She was very powerless in this battlefield.
She could only watch as the Silverfrost Fox gradually slid towards defeat.
Ever since Cheil had experienced the trade of the World Tree's leaves, she clearly understood the importance of the World Tree Crystal.
Its strategic value was absolutely immeasurable.
Most importantly, if the Silverfrost Fox lost, then the whole world would know that the Land of Frost had lost to the Iron Nation. All the Land of Frost players present would be unable to raise their heads in front of the Iron Nation players.
But what really made Cheil angry was that … the Silverfrost Fox Family actually didn't tell her about this at the first instance!
This team was completely using the country's guise to serve the Silverfrost Fox Family.
But no matter how unhappy Cheil was, the second round's defeat was gradually becoming apparent …
"Do you want to add another life?"
Suddenly, Cheil received a message from the Flame Relayer.
Cheil immediately raised her head and looked left and right, but she didn't see Josiah's figure in the audience.
Today, she sat anonymously in the most inconspicuous seat in the audience, so the surrounding Land of Frost audience didn't know that their king was also present.
"What do you mean by another life?"
Cheil immediately typed a reply to Josiah, and attached her symbolic owl head tilting emoji.
"The Norland Holy Ghost Open this time was originally based on the eight major countries in the world, but I've expanded the rules, so there are a total of fifty participating teams. Among these fifty teams, there are three that can represent the Iron Nation, and two that can represent your country."
"Two?"
The second team of the Silverfrost Foxes and Silverfrost Foxes, but this team has already been eliminated in the preliminaries, which means that out of the two lives you have, one has already been used up.
Josiah's message made Cheil look at the arena again. The last life of the Land of Frost seemed to be like a candle in the wind.
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