Chapter 64:

Chapter 64: Receiving a Proposal

The biting chilly of the wind sweeps by way of the land.

Atop the impenetrable northern fortifications of Wintertide, stood the soldiers of the empire.

Amongst them, a person draped within the conceal of the fearsome Frostfang Wolf caught everyones eye.

His identify was Grand Duke Felix.

A Swordmaster celebrated by the empire and the steadfast protect of the North.

Individuals hailed him because the Iron-blooded Swordmaster.

Stoke the fireplace some extra. Its nonetheless chilly.

Ah, the wind retains snuffing out the embers, sir.

Dont we’ve any magicians round? Its an actual trouble each time we have to begin a hearth.

Would any of these valuable magicians hassle coming right here? Even a heap of gold wouldnt preserve them from operating away.

Duke Felix warmed his fingers by the flickering hearth, teetering on the point of extinction.

Roast some sausages earlier than the fireplace dies.

Weve run out of herbs, what ought to we do?

Starvation is the perfect spice. Lets eat them uncooked.

Biting right into a sizzling sausage handed to him by a soldier, Duke Felix grimaced. It tasted terrible, prefer it hadnt been correctly cleaned of its innards.

The North had all the time been a harsh place, however these days, it appeared much more so.

Above all,

Hes nonetheless at it, I see.

Turning into a Swordmaster sharpens all 5 senses to their peak. But, Duke Felix harbored a doubt.

Is it turning into a Swordmaster that sharpens your senses, or is it as a result of your senses are sharp that you simply change into a Swordmaster?

He deliberate to significantly focus on this with one other Swordmaster sometime, however the probability of that occuring within the North was as slim as a sizzling spring instantly erupting right here.

Anyway,

Duke Felix noticed it.

A towering large, standing nonetheless within the distance.

Practically half the peak of the fortifications.

With frost-covered pale blue pores and skin, arms muscular sufficient to casually fling stone partitions apart, and tusks bigger than these of an elephant.

Every step the large took triggered a minor earthquake, leaving deep footprints behind.

And the very first thing Duke Felix did upon seeing the large was to reflexively sign for assist.

<Assist.>

For the primary time in his life, he known as for assist from the empire.

He was genuinely scared.

Its one thing when one thing is massive, however this was fortress-level massive.

…In hindsight, he ought to have supplied extra particular details about the state of affairs and who the adversary was. However by then, the eagle had already flown away.

He had despatched a messenger, not less than.

However then once more, what sort of assist may the empire probably present towards a large?

Ultimately, it was the North that needed to face the large.

Warriors of the North, brace yourselves for dying!

Duke Felix mobilized all forces for protection. Nevertheless, regardless of how a lot time handed, the large remained immobile.

Instantly, a scholar who had climbed as much as the ramparts spoke up.

It is a Frost Big. Often known as Gant de Gel, , , , and…

Sufficient.

Duke Felix minimize him off earlier than he may delve into historical historical past.

Students had a bent to be verbose as soon as they began on one thing they knew.

So, why isnt this Frost Big attacking?

I wouldnt know. If I did, Id be a seer, not a scholar.

I see.

The scholar shrugged. Duke Felix appeared happy.

Appears to be like like we’ve no alternative however to maintain watch over the large.

From that day on, Duke Felix started residing on the ramparts.

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Commander! The Frost Big is scratching its behind!

He have to be itchy.

Commander! The Frost Big is consuming a tree and even burped.

Have to be hungry.

Commander! The Frost Big goes to alleviate itself…ugh.

Dont report such issues.

Then, after some moments.

The Frost Big started exhibiting unusual habits.

It uprooted a tree and began writing one thing within the snow-covered floor.

Commander, the Frost Big is writing one thing. What may it’s?

A Frost Big writing letters.

By no means in his life had Duke Felix anticipated to witness such a scene.

His eyesight was far superior to that of abnormal folks. He had the imaginative and prescient to rival that of an eagle.

Due to this fact, he may clearly see what the Frost Big was writing from this distance.

Simos pulled out a bottle of honey from his belt, however it was frozen stable and wouldnt come out simply.

Frowning, Simos smashed the bottle along with his fist, breaking it and spilling the frozen honey onto the bottom. Chorong eagerly lapped it up.

We regularly preserve bears as pets right here.

Ascal started to significantly remorse coming to the North when he noticed a passing Northerner licking icicles from beneath a roof, claiming to be thirsty.

…The place is the Duke?

The Commander is on the ramparts, maintaining a tally of the Frost Big.

Frost Big? What was that about?

There was no point out of such a factor within the dispatches.

Ah, that was speculated to be a secret. My apologies.

…

Haha. Anyway, In poor health present you to your quarters. You all have to be drained out of your journey.

Ascal was nervous they could be proven to a hut for his or her lodging, however happily, the visitor quarters had been fairly good.

Although not luxurious, there was a fire, the rooms had been spacious, and most significantly, they had been clear.

Then, In poor health see you all tomorrow. Good night time.

Simos left.

Feeling a deep fatigue rising from inside, Ascal unpacked his belongings.

He fell asleep as quickly as he hit the mattress.

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Clang! Clang clang!

The sound of swords clashing echoed.

Ascal was jolted awake.

It was deep into the night time, with solely the flickering hearth and candles offering a dim mild.

Ascal hurriedly turned on an emergency magic stone lamp.

Two figures had been seen.

One was a grim-faced man, cloaked in wolf conceal, and the opposite was a well-known face.

Arthur Debrue. His father.

The mysterious man and his father had been locked in fight.

However why?

What a worthy opponent! Ive been ready for a person such as you.

I can say the identical.

Their alternate was of a excessive caliber. If solely this scene might be recorded and bought, each swordsman would empty their coffers to buy it.

How about this?

Remarkably sharp. Is that this fight swordsmanship?

The 2 had been engaged for a very long time, lengthy sufficient that the lamp practically ran out and wanted changing.

I prefer it! That is thrilling!

Good. Coming to the North was price it!

Id like to proceed till a victor emerges, however Im pressed for time. Nevertheless, I dont wish to let a person such as you slip away.

Likewise.

Instantly, the person produced a bottle of liquor.

How about we change into sworn brothers?

Sounds good.

The 2 males raised their cups and emptied them instantly.

Is that this the Northern fashion?

Brother.

Brother. However why had been you preventing? And who’re you, precisely?

Ascal, who had been eagerly in search of a possibility to interject, lastly discovered his second.

Hmm. I’m Van Felix, accountable for the North. I got here to fetch him, however unexpectedly discovered a worthy opponent.

I used to be merely fulfilling my obligation as an escort.

Ascal was stunned.

Was the person who had attacked him in the course of the night time actually the Duke of the North? And his father had ended up turning into sworn brothers with him after a struggle?

So, why do you propose to take me, Your Grace?

Duke Felix frowned.

The enormous retains urging me. It calls for that I carry you.

…?

Anyway, I guarantee you of your security to the utmost. Comply with me. It could be greatest for my new brother to come back alongside as properly.

Understood, brother.

Daybreak was breaking.

Following alongside won’t have been your best option.

For the primary time in his life,

Ascal witnessed a Frost Big forming a coronary heart with its fingers.

It was a feminine, the Frost Big.

< Marry me, Ascal >

Ascal swore by no means to imagine in a witchs prophecy once more.

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