In a wide valley in the middle of the icy mountains, there was a garden with transparent crystal trees. The sun's light penetrated and reflected on the crystal trunks, making the place so sparkly and beautiful.
A slender old man with a hunchbacked body was extending his hand at one of the fruits of the crystal trees. The fruit was as big as an apple with a shape that looked like a goose egg but was golden in colour.
WHOOOSH!
The sound of strong wind was clear, causing the old man to turn his head towards the south. "Hmm, someone is coming…"
Above the valley, the sky looked blue, clear without clouds. But all around him, a spiralling mist surrounded the valley, creating a violent blizzard wall, blocking people from passing through to enter the garden.
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Harriet never wanted to use Arai to ask Zaha to treat her husband. The reason why she involved Arai was to find out what Zaha wanted from Arai. She needed to confirm whether it was sincere or not.She threw the bait not for her own benefit, moreover, using Arai for her husband's treatment was not right."Did you come here solely because you knew that if you came, you would be able to meet Arai again?" Harriet's question made both Zaha and Arai flinch.Zaha dreamed of Arai because the 'Wolf King' needed his help. That meant, because he was needed by Liam, he could meet Arai again.But, if he came here solely for Arai's sake, Harriet wouldn't be able to easily persuade him to treat Liam.Harriet's words slowly made Zaha's face blush even more, and the man started to lower his head because he couldn't bear to look at Harriet out of embarrassment.As Arai's face
The boy didn't understand why, but somehow he believed in the man. He kept walking following this stranger because he said he could show him the Daffodil Flower. Until finally they came to a wide plain covered with frozen grass… but Alban couldn't find a single daffodil growing, no matter how far he walked. "Daffodils grow in early spring," said the man, who was now following behind him. "It's still mid to late winter." Alban furrowed his brows. Then why did his village elders tell him to leave in the middle of a storm to carry out a task that was doomed to failure? Were they trying to kill him? Suddenly, the man took out something that shone so brightly from under his robes. The light was so blinding that it forced Alban to narrow his eyes. But when the man showed it to Alban, Alban was so stunned that he widened his eyes, no longer afraid of the
People who were not of the blood of the Antarcticite clan who consume them would also not get the same effect as them.The Crystal Tree Garden became the secret of their village… and as time went on, the people of the Antarcticite clan grew stronger. They also became arrogant with their capabilities and unique blessings. After leading the clan for nearly half a century, Alban then passed the title of Clan Head on to his son, Altan. But no matter what he did, he couldn't control the behavior of the young man and the generation below him. Alban didn't want their clan to stand out, but time and time again, he'd heard of his clan's youths looking for trouble on the edge of the icy mountains. The last time was a big incident ten years ago, where young people attacked a ship that passed through the bay connected to the Cold Blue Ocean. He was very angry and punished all the young people. Howev
"Are you okay?" asked Ezra, seeing Ezekiel was deep in his reverie. Ezekiel shook his head. "I'm fine," he answered slowly. “Mm, are the after-effects of the Sorcery still bothering you? There are a lot of negative thoughts in your head, huh?” like a doctor analyzing, Ezra spoke while placing her hand on his chin. “I had many troublesome dreams,” Ezekiel sighed, confessing slowly. "We'll talk about that later, Saintess Ezra." Hearing Ezekiel's words, Ezra smiled sweetly. "Okay, then accompany me to smoke in the church." Ezekiel narrowed his eyes in disbelief, while Ezra just chuckled. Everyone saw their strange closeness, and how Ezra seemed to be trying to seduce Ezekiel in her own way. The nobles who attended the opening party of their engagement event also felt that Ezekiel seemed to be getting better.
Liam patted his shoulder from the hardened pieces of snow. Finally, the problem with the 'Barbarians' of the Northern Mountains was resolved. They had promised not to interfere with the ship trade routes to the East Continent again. He saw the bloodstain on his shirt and sighed. He didn't want Harriet to see him like this. So he jumped into the sky and quickened his pace into the tower to change, hoping that Harriet wouldn't see him before he was ready. This time he was lucky. The room at the end of the tower was empty, and Harriet was probably doing something in the castle because Liam could faintly sense her presence. After killing Cecilia, it felt like his body was much lighter than usual. Since Cecilia was a Sorcerer… his body became a little more comfortable after killing her? If Cecilia corrupted him with the Sorcery, it might be true that after he killed her, his body would get better.
"I've spoken to them, and they have promised not to interfere with any more merchant ships through the Cold Blue Ocean," Liam's report to the Old Duke sounded short and concise. The Old Duke frowned suspiciously, and Harriet widened her eyes in surprise. “Milord, y-you went to the Northern Mountains? What were you thinking?” Harriet felt her hand tremble, but Liam quickly grabbed her hand gently. The man looked straight at the Old Duke. "What were you doing there to make them willing to give us access?" asked the Old Duke. “I gave a light warning,” Liam explained honestly. He was only giving a warning and Alban promised to make strict rules according to his words. “I don't understand… why do you always keep something from me…?” the Old Duke grumbled softly. "Okay. Let's do the coronation right away. I have already ordered everyone to prepare for the event.” &nbs
The coronation of the new Duke and Duchess took place that night, on a full moon night in the middle of summer. The cloudless sky was dotted with stars and a giant moon in the center of the sky was a brilliant cold blue. The Duke and Duchess Coronation Party was usually a once-in-a-lifetime event. Alpha had a long lifespan, so the coronation of a new Duke and Duchess could only happen once every 100 years, or even more. Zaha Serpentes stood on the side of the road filled with visitors from all over the Northern lands. He was wearing a simple robe and northern clothes that were neat and of fairly good quality, like the ones he had worn when he met Harriet and Arai a few days ago. Behind his right and left, Yesha and Yelan stood guarding him, making sure no one dared to pickpocket or do anything to Zaha in this crowd. Zaha had a fairly tall body, but when compared to the Northerners, his height
In Zaha's dreams… everything looked red. The sun stopped in the west, fixed, and would not set as long as he was trapped in the dream. The ground was red with bloodstains, and the smell of burning flesh wafted through the air. Fire. It burned everything, and the cries of women and children could be heard in all directions. It was then that Zaha refocused on what was happening in front of him. The giant White Wolf had passed far away, walking steadily towards the square. And that was when Zaha saw Arai across the street, watching the procession in awe while smiling widely with happiness and pride at her best friend. In his dream, Arai stood before him, protecting him in the midst of chaos. Zaha looked sadly at the woman. This time, it was he who would protect her. Liam and Harriet arrived at the city roundabout, where the Old Duke was already standing, waiting for them.