A month later.

The country of the frosty kingdom is in the forest of West Berk on the outskirts of Moline.

“How many people are captured?”

Sheil held a long sword on the ground covered by frost and snow, and the forest in front of her eyes had become a mess.

After the frost bear cavalry and the caster, who were proud of the frosty country, the forest in front of Sheer had no well-preserved trees.

There was a big battle here.

In this month's time, Sheyle 'liberated' the three big families in the Frost and Big Eight family and persuaded them to join their own coalition forces to remove the threat posed by the judges.

However, Shear also suffered great resistance. In addition to the assassinations of several judges, the most chilling thing for Shear was the killing caused by his compatriots.

When Sheyle led the army to the West Burke Forest near the Imperial City, the guards from the Emperor of the Frost and Frost regarded Sheyle as an enemy, and the fight was raised to a legion to the Legion. The war.

The final result was the victory of the garrison of the fortress of the fortress led by Sheyle.

The commander of the Guards was brought to the front of Sheil, who saw the middle-aged man named Monarch at the dance before the expedition.

The commander was still struggling while he was in front of Shear, but the garrison of the fortress was much more violent than the guard of the royal city. The soldier behind the commander slammed his knees. On the back side, he had to kneel down in front of Shear.

"Shel, you are a betrayal of the devil! You are not qualified to hold the sword!"

He looked up and stared angrily at the young man in front of him, but when his eyes looked at Sheikh's silver-gray pupil, the anger in his heart was occupied by a cold that penetrated the bone marrow.

This is something that is far more trembling than killing.

The last time he saw the prince at the ball, he was just a recruit who seemed to be unable to even kill.

But he looked at Shear, who was standing in front of him, but he had a fear from the heart.

"Sir, Mr. Manak, tell me who is the order?"

Shear's voice was as cold as a cold wind, and she did not ask any extra questions.

The encounter in the forest, Sheyle lost too many compatriots, whether it is the guards or the garrison in the fortress.

This is a war that is meaningless at all!

"Country... His Majesty the King..." When he mentioned His Majesty the King, he finally found some courage to continue to question the behavior of the people in front of him. "The people of His Majesty the King and the Frosty Kingdom will never allow you..."

"Manac? Monak, how can you be here!"

The commander’s words had not yet had time to finish, and Marshal Armt took a long sword and walked out from the other side.

In the first battle, Marshal Amt was responsible for commanding the army on the right, and the commander was from the rear of the caster.

"Uncle?" The commander widened his eyes after seeing Marshal Amt.

Marshal Amt did not take care of the other side, directly in front of Shear.

"His Royal Highness, please give me this commander to punish," said Marshal Armt.

Sheyle nodded slightly. She knew that Marshal Amt’s family had always been known for his strict family rules. The commander had shot at the royal family, even if there was a king’s order.

And Shear also has no time to deal with the punishment of these prisoners.

Her eyes looked at the imperial city in the distance, which is a long way from the imperial city, but can see the towering walls of the imperial city.

The things that made Sheel's most worrying things happen after all. The judges have already infiltrated the imperial capital of the country of frost, and the worst thing is that they have probably replaced the king.

On this road, Sheyle tried to explain everything she did, but there are still many nobles who believe that Sheyle will rely on the devil to point the sword at home.

All she can do now is to advance toward the center of the frosty country, and then present the truth to the king.

But if even the king has been replaced by the judges...

Sheyle raised his head and looked at the sky, hovering a crow above the sky.

The crow followed Sheel on the road, and Sheyle also guessed the identity of the crow.

She was far from the center of the battlefield and went to the corner of no one to wave open the magic net.

Shear's Magic Net is a lot more lively than a month ago. The most direct proof is that every time she clicks on the newsletter, the number of unread messages in the newsletter will increase to ‘99+’.

The amount of so many unread messages comes from a parliament where the fire-fighting person invites Sheyle to join, a parliament called a film association.

‘Avatar’s shooting scene, the progress of the shooting is coming to an end soon. ’

When Shearer just clicked in, he saw a new message from the flower of Fulsi, and a photo was attached to the message.

In the picture is a tree with branches and leaves emitting light.

Although there is a rule in the association that is not allowed to reveal his identity in reality, some people's identity is quite good guess.

For example, the flower of Farosi, who passed the ‘camp’ function of the Caster Forum, guessed that she was the actor of Matilda, the heroine who played “This Devil Is Not Cold”.

This Matilda will occasionally announce the progress of new movies in the association.

‘This should be... spoiler? The sacred tree breeder took out and gave a new reply.

‘It’s okay, it’s not a spoiler to tell the story. ’

Sheyle looked at the discussion about the new movie in the film association. He just edited a message and wanted to send it out. His hand was retracted when he touched the send button.

During this time, Sheyle thoroughly saw the ‘toxicity’ of the film association, and she found many friends in the association who shared a common opinion in the film.

Once Shear made the first message, she might discuss the new movie with the people in the association.

But now is not the time to do this kind of thing.

Sheyle closed the newsletter's newsletter and opened his own newsletter directory with only two friends.

The first one was the one who had been giving her aid along the way, and the second was the reporter from Nolan that Sheyle knew.

'I need your help. ’

Sheyel sent a newsletter to Qianbian.

Regardless of where Sheyle led the army to go there, she would always follow Shear, and now Shelil hopes to use the power of ‘media’ in her mouth.