Frost Wings

"What is Frost Wing?"

After a moment of silence, a bearded guy looked away from the diamond and broke the silence with a sentence that made many high lords twitch.

Count Fatas glanced at the man, recognized the bearded man as a military lord, and shook his head.

The so-called military lords, of course, have nothing to do on the territory. When there is a war, they gather a group of soldiers to go to the battlefield. Because they do not participate in political affairs, they are generally rude and rude, and the things in their minds are no different from those of the frost giants.

Maybe not as good as the Frost Giant, at least the Frost Giant still knows what the Frost Wing is.

Fatas thought to himself.

The frost giants in the south of the Great Glacier have all gone to other areas, and the name of Frost Wings has become an eternal shadow on the heads of these frost giants.

The common people and the nobility of the native buns do not know the Wings of Frost and Cold of the Nanda Glacier, but how could they, the upper echelons of the principality, who are in charge of government affairs, not know about it.

He didn't answer the interest of this earthbump nobleman, but just looked at the diamond engraved with magic words, and his brain was running fast.

The court wizard next to Jed IV answered the military lord's question: "Lord Modra, Frostwing is a white dragon..."

"White dragon, those white-skinned lizards with long wings? Haha?" The bearded lord laughed, and many little lords followed and laughed, and many little lords followed, and the high-level Principality close to Jed IV was Jingjing Staring at them, Jed IV patted the table lightly:

"Have you laughed enough?"

The expressions of many lords changed, and their voices gradually disappeared.

"I can say with certainty that this white dragon that sent the war book may be the biggest trouble the duchy has ever encountered." Jed IV coughed: "I want to remind everyone that he is not a big glacier everywhere. Visible kind of lizard."

"His Royal Highness, please forgive us for our ignorance, but we really can't believe it..." A thin little nobleman stood up: "I have heard the legend of Frost Wings, but a white dragon will launch a Such a declaration of war sent before the war? It doesn't seem like something a white dragon can do."

"It's impossible for an ordinary white dragon to kill Zankek and let the winter war that has been brewing for many years come to an end." The court wizard said lightly: "The Northern Mage Alliance can openly and responsibly say that those bards recite A large part of the content is true; our spies witnessed the war with their own eyes."

"Then why didn't you make it public earlier?" Lord Modra shouted.

The court wizard shrugged, and Lord Fatas took a sip of strong wine and shook his head secretly.

This kind of thing makes you **** know it's a fart? It has been more than ten years since this dragon disappeared, and who knows that it will still appear.

The many low-level lords who attended the meeting once again started a heated discussion. If the Wings of Frost and Cold is really as terrible as the bard sings, what should the Principality do against it?

Of course, there are also nobles who don’t believe in it. Before the war, a letter of war is written and crepe. This style is really far from the imagined white dragon. After a while, a magical argument was thrown out. They believed that there were other powers. Captured those outposts, and then borrowed the name of Frost Wings to create suspicions.

Fatas looked at the diamonds on the floor and shrugged. He was extremely sure that this was the diamond produced by the Great Ice Cave. Only that place in the entire Northland could mine such a huge block of diamonds.

Throwing diamonds of such amazing value as a gauntlet, Fatas felt that the information was very complicated, contempt, provocation, ridicule, and aggressiveness and careful use of words, which made Fatas have a strange sense of confusion.

"Fatas."

The earl was thinking about it when he heard the name of the ruler, and quickly stood up: "His Royal Highness."

"This matter is mainly provoked by the alliance, what do you think?"

"His Royal Highness, the Principality has also benefited a lot from this matter." The Count of Fatas picked up the diamond on the ground, and the light of the lamp shone through the transparent surface of the diamond, shining the attention of everyone, as if reminding something.

"I'm not looking for responsibility, I just want to remind all of you that whether it's Frost Wings or some other force, it can destroy all our northern outposts overnight. This force is extraordinary and full of Malicious; the soldiers who escaped all said that they fell without even seeing the shadow of the enemy." Jed IV knocked on the table: "If the Wings of Frost came in person, the disaster may not have been caused by the Winter War. Come on, are you all ready?"

"His Royal Highness, why don't we consider negotiating peace?" a civil servant suddenly said.

"Northerners don't have the habit of surrendering without seeing the enemy." Jed IV said: "One hundred thousand gold and silver, three hundred girls, no matter who he is, even the lord of the abyss, is not qualified to make such insulting conditions to me. ."

Jed IV's voice fell, and suddenly a group of northerners cheered.

Count Fatas frowned deeply: "His Royal Highness, we need to prepare the army, and we need to send envoys immediately to inform other countries, if it is an opponent like the Frost Giant King, we alone , it is difficult to defeat the enemy.”

"The garrison is ready to go, and the emergency recruitment has begun." The military officer said, nodding to the military lords below: "I have to ask you for other things."

"Your Highness." A group of northerners let out a wolf howl: "The warriors of the north will peel off the skin of the white lizard!"

Jed IV watched as a group of nobles dispersed and turned to the court mage on the other side: "Eddie, what kind of help will the Northern Mage Alliance provide?"

"The court wizard is always at your service, Your Highness." The middle-aged wizard nodded: "In addition, Master Alterd is at home, and he must be able to support at any time."

"I don't like the word presumably." Jed IV frowned, and when he saw the slightly changed face of the middle-aged wizard, he immediately shook his head: "Of course, I didn't mean to force this master, but Beidi is at the moment. It's a disaster."

"The Alliance can understand, and we will do our best to deal with Wings of Frost."

"Wings of Frost and Cold?" Jed IV took a sip of wine, remembering all the information sent back by the dead or living spies in the past few years, snorted, and swept away the bottle on the table.

Count Fatas stole a glance at Jed IV and felt that the leader seemed to have made up his mind.

It is indeed much simpler to pay the Mage Alliance to do things than to agree to the conditions of Frost Wings.

Count Fatas knew that with the population of the Principality, if he wanted to scavenge 300 virgins, he would get angry.

But would that peel off the skin of Frostwing?

As a high-ranking Principality, Count Fatas still knows some information about the Northland, but most of the Frost and Cold Wings are only known by their name, but he is still a little clueless when he thinks about it himself.

Few people know the details of Wings of Frost's victory over the Frost Giant King, and neither are the spies of the Northern Mage Alliance. As for Wings of Frost's combat effectiveness, everyone is generally clueless, but they only know that the bold people who have approached Wings of Frost's lair are all disappeared.

Fatas didn't dare to be as optimistic as the group of low-level military lords.

He was asked by the Archduke to assist in the conscription, and did not return home until dawn the next day.

The hostess of the mansion, when she saw Fatas returning, looked a little worried:

"Master, are you back? What happened outside? Why are all the troops dispatched?"

"Hurry up and enter the secret passage with the children." Fatas took a breath: "Bring enough money and supplies, this time something big has happened."

The hostess didn't have time to ask, she nodded and walked to the back.

Fatas looked around and found the armor that he hadn't worn for a long time. This half-body armor looked strangely funny on his fat body, which did not reassure him.

The city is also boiling, and the North has a tradition that all the people are soldiers, seeking a life on the ice field, fighting is not the specialty of a certain person or some people, but a national characteristic.

Count Fatas walked the streets and alleys with the conscription team. Seeing that the team was getting bigger and bigger, and walking through a civilian alley, he suddenly moved in his heart: "How old is Gerrit's son this year?"

"Report, sir, fourteen years old," said the sheriff.

"Fourteen years old? It's only one year away from the conscription period? Let's count it as 15 years old. Now the city is in a crisis period, and everyone's efforts are needed." A faint malice appeared on Fatas' face.

"But sir, little Gerrit is a mute..." The sheriff asked in confusion, "It seems that he can be exempted..."

"It's not deaf and blind, he just needs to follow orders." Fatas glared at the sheriff: "I can't go into battle to kill the enemy. Isn't it okay to carry some military supplies in the back?"

"Good sir."

The sheriff did as Count Fatas said, and Fatas had a weird smile on his face, and after a while, screams sounded in the alley.

Fatas walked over and saw a young girl and the sheriff robbing a skinny boy.

"No! Sheriff, you can't take him away. He's exempted by the rules!"

"This is the order of Master Fatas. Now that a strong enemy is attacking, every citizen should do their part."

This girl looks at most sixteen years old, but her body is too foul. The skin on her body is a light brown that is very different from ordinary people, and her white curly hair is cut short. Count Fatas looks under the thick fur. With the obvious slender waist and round buttocks, he gulped down a mouthful of saliva, and an evil fire surged up.

MDFK, according to Wings of Frost's conditions, wouldn't this little girl also be counted as a virgin? When will I still have my share?

Thinking of Wings of Frost, Count Fatas thought of the pariah mine manager. With the arrival of Wings of Frost, probably both the Wind Whisperer Alliance and the pariah miner died.

A desire made the evil fire in his heart burn, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

He is not a person who obeys the rules, and his sense of responsibility and love are limited.

Wings of Frost and Cold didn't know when to come, so let's deal with this little girl who has been coveted for a long time.

"Master Count Fatas? You mean that rude old pervert?" The girl was still vying with the sheriff: "Sheriff, you are helping him do something bad."

"This..." The sheriff saw sweat on his forehead.

"Who are you saying is doing bad things?" Fatas' fat body appeared behind the girl and grabbed her by the hair. The fat man's eyes were scarlet, revealing an evil fire: "Little girl? It's you. Are you blocking our righteous conscription work?!"

"Master Fatas, your evil desires are clearly written on your face. I said that I have no interest in you." The girl's face is really beautiful, her charming eyes have a strange charm, but her expression is very serious : "Now the city is in crisis. As a minister, don't you feel ashamed that you don't recruit troops well, and you actually do things here to bully men and women?"

"Humph! I heard that the mouth of a eloquent little girl is usually soft." Count Fatas snorted angrily and tugged at the girl's hair: "I can't wait to try it."

There was a hint of anger in the girl's amber eyes, but she still maintained a serious expression.

"Ah, ah, ah!" The little boy did not know where a force came from, and knocked the Fatas to the ground.

Count Fatas sighed and called out the guards loudly: "They stop the recruitment, arrest them immediately!"

"Come on!" The girl grabbed the little boy~www.wuxiahere.com~ and hurried down the alley. Several soldiers stopped him. The girl suddenly smiled charmingly. These soldiers lost their minds for a while, as if they had been hit by some spell, and froze for a while. lost track.

But in the end, he was young and weak, and chased to the end of the alley. The two brothers and sisters were blocked by a group of soldiers. Master Fatas slowly paced over and laughed: "Little girl, where do you want to escape?"

"You will be punished, Master Fatas." The girl glared at the fat eared earl.

"Retribution? Is there something to repay me?!" Count Fatas laughed: "I'm waiting for him!"

The girl snorted, and the little boy gritted his teeth. Suddenly, from somewhere, a strange musical sound came from nowhere. The voice was gentle, but it showed a hint of agitation at the end of a melody.

Like the opening of a grand opera.

"Which theater is still singing at this time?" Count Fatas said angrily, "Is there a new theater nearby?"

The sheriff shook his head blankly, looking aimlessly for the source of the voice.