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"We should worry about the impending crisis facing the kingdom first. Fretting over these little things will only make people look down on you, Blue Heart Knight."

The old man's tone sounded like education.

"Come on, do we need to worry about national affairs? Those monsters that crawl out of the ice appear every hundred years, and they still don't cause any trouble."

The knight took a bottle of wine and sat down, then he opened his mask and took a sip.

"It's different this time. Didn't you see that the monsters that appeared this time look different from the previous times? They seem to have evolved." The old man said with some concern.

"So what? No matter how much we evolve, we can never be a match for the Kingdom's Iron Cavalry. I think our journey this time is unnecessary. There is no need to unite with the Kingdom of Zen. We, the Kingdom of Winter, can handle it."

After the knight finished speaking, he took another big gulp of wine and burped comfortably.

Seeing the other party's heartless look, the old man was helpless.

As a special magician who can communicate with the spirit world, he has a vague feeling that this incident may go beyond expectations.

He still remembered that the last time he was traveling in the spirit world, he saw an extremely unusual gray passage.

He didn't know when the passage appeared, but after he kept observing that the passage disappeared on its own, the monsters under the ice cracks appeared.

This seems like a coincidence.

During his investigation, he discovered many things that were worthy of further reflection.

For example, in the remote towns of the Kingdom of Winter, all the statues left over from ancient times were shattered at the same time.

Although their Kingdom of Winter was also cracking down on the church, and had severely eradicated all other churches except the Ice Queen they believed in, they had no intention of destroying the statues. After all, the gods really existed.

In addition to this, he also learned that on the day when he observed the gray passage disappear, abnormally bad weather occurred throughout the Kingdom of Zen.

All signs indicate that something unknown must have happened that day.

……

Bayek.

Unaware that he had caused some major changes, Glenn was debugging his own magic generator for the first time at home.

He was simply loving the feeling of creation.

Placing the extremely peculiarly shaped magic generator in a corner at the back of the house, Glenn performed a voltage test with his own hands.

Here he used some spell techniques to control electric elements, and he himself had extremely high magic resistance, so he was not afraid of hurting himself.

After checking and confirming that there were no problems just like in the underground laboratory, Glenn breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to make electrical wires and install them in his own room.

Suddenly, he imagined himself sitting in such a strange house, watching an old black and white TV.

That might feel great.

If I really had a TV, I would call a few friends over and eat popcorn, that would be a real pleasure. It would be even better if we could watch Chaplin's comedies... Even if Glenn just thought about that scenario, he felt that kind of life would be comfortable.

At this moment, the old man's shout came from outside the window, interrupting Glenn's fantasy:

"Boy! I know what this thing is!"

Glenn turned around and walked to the basement, then walked to the front door and opened it.

Then I saw the old man jogging towards me with a roll of something in his hand.

He knew what the old man was talking about. Glenn had taken the time to ask the old man about the red crystal that Blood Axe had given him last time. The old man looked at it for a long time but could not tell him where it came from.

In the end he just said he wanted to study it, and that's been the case until now.

"I know what that red crystal is! It is an energy crystal that is generated by the excess energy of a monster after it devours its own kind. It is a very rare thing. I put a lot of effort into it!"

The old man seemed extremely excited, and he unfolded a huge ancient blueprint in his hand and showed it to Glenn. The blueprint was covered with densely written small characters.

Glenn just glanced at it and looked away, asking directly, "What's the use of this thing?"

"It's of no use, but it has great collection value." The old man was still cheerful.

"Collection value? Then it's useless?" Glenn was not interested in collecting such things.

"That's not the case. It says here that some beast-headed tribes living in the desert love this thing very much and regard it as something more precious than gems. You can use this to exchange for anything with them."

"That's still no use to me. I'm not going to the desert." Glenn turned away uninterested.

"You don't want this thing anymore?" the old man shouted, waving the red stone in his hand.

"No..." Glenn was about to wave his hand, but after thinking for a moment, he decided to keep it, so he turned around and took the red stone back.

Although it is of no use now, to be honest, this thing is quite beautiful. I might as well give it to his sister Dany when I have time to visit her.

The old man curled his lips. He had originally planned to polish the stone and inlay it on the collar of his puppy if Glenn didn't want it.

After rolling up the documents in his hand, he was about to go back to take care of his dog.

Suddenly, I heard a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds coming from outside the town.

The old man looked subconsciously and first saw a worker dressed as a townsman who had just come in from shopping. The other party also heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, but just moved to the side and didn't intend to look back.

However, the next moment, four demon horses with dark purple flames all over their bodies neighed and rushed into the field of vision.

Four horses pulled in a huge carriage with a dark style and extremely gorgeous shape.

The townsman who had just come in to shop didn't realize that he was standing right in front of the carriage, and was run over by it.

The things I just bought were scattered on the ground and were trampled to pieces.

The carriage stopped in front of the big villa next to Glenn's house, and the dark purple flames on the horses subsided a little.

Glenn had just entered the door and heard some strange noises, so he stuck his head out again and just happened to see the townsman being run over by a carriage.

This made him frown, because the owner of the carriage seemed very domineering.

The townsman who had suffered an unexpected disaster got up angrily, looking extremely embarrassed. He was about to curse, but he was stuck when he saw the appearance of the carriage.

Although he didn't know who the other party was, the aura emitted by any of the four magic horses was much stronger than his, and the owner of the carriage was not someone he could afford to offend.

So the townsman had to pick up the things on the ground that were not stepped on and leave around the carriage.

There was an exquisite door on the side of the carriage, and with a creak, the door was opened.

Streams of black smoke mixed with purple electric light flowed out from behind the door, and sixteen warriors wrapped in iron armor quickly came out in an orderly manner.

As soon as they got off the car, they separated into two rows and stood on both sides of the cobblestone road in the front yard of the villa.