Reiki Resurrection: Simulation from Hokage

On the walls of Winterfell.

Several guards gathered around the fire, hugging each other to keep warm, breathing hot air from their mouths.

"Winterfell is getting colder and colder."

"That's not true, especially on this city wall, the wind is strong." A guard nearby added a handful of firewood to the fire.

"No, look at how frozen that kid is."

He pointed to the new recruits on guard duty not far away.

The recruit's face was blown purple by the north wind, but he still carefully and responsibly guarded his surroundings.

"I remember he came from the south. It's not bad to do this." Although the veteran praised him, his eyes were dull.

"He won't last long like this." Everyone present was a veteran.

The wind in the north is biting and cold.

Here, you must first learn to protect yourself.

The veteran took out the wine bottle hanging on his body and took a sip, his eyes full of melancholy.

Except for those who were born and raised in the north, most of the people who came here wanted to guard the border and be granted lordships thousands of miles away.

But after so many years, the cold wind has long extinguished the young blood.

What is more important than living?

"I wonder how the Seventh Prince and the Corvino brothers are doing." The guard talked about what happened in the morning.

"What else can I do? I just want to go out and play with the children. I guess these Seventh Highnesses are bored in the palace."

"Oh, if I had only known that I would have gone there, maybe I could have enjoyed it at night." The guard sighed repeatedly.

The veteran on the side laughed at him: "Hey, you kid, if you think about that all day long, you are not afraid of being caught by your mother-in-law."

"Hahaha!" The veteran's words caused everyone to burst into laughter.

On the other side, the recruits who were being discussed by the guards squinted their eyes and observed every move below.

Thick frost hung between his eyebrows.

Although he is from the south, he is no less passionate than the northerners. He has his own ideals and pursuits.

Maybe, maybe he will become a greasy veteran in the future, but for now, he is still a hot-blooded and masculine young man!

The cold wind outside the city was thick, and a huge shadow began to approach.

"That is..."

The recruit felt the danger approaching and quickly shouted to the guard next to him: "Sir! There is a dangerous species coming!"

The veteran put down the wine bottle in his hand and went to the city wall to take a look.

A shadow emerged, as if a huge wolf was moving forward with its head lowered.

"Thesses!" he exclaimed.

On the same day, Sethis came for the second time. Didn't he eat enough that morning?

For it, Winterfell is just a canteen. When it is hungry, it will come here to find some food.

"Quick! Light the beacon and notify everyone!"

At the critical moment, the veterans are still experienced and greet everyone to deal with it.

The rolling beacons were like a relay, one after another, igniting all over Winterfell.

"Boom...boom!" The alarm bell sounded like death's reminder, resounding throughout the sky.

"Boy, why are you still here? Leave quickly!"

Looking at the new recruit who was still stuck on the spot, he thought that the boy was frightened out of his wits.

"Isn't His Highness Prince Locke a Teigu user? Just wait for him to come, right?"

"We should be here stalling for the civilians in the city."

The veterans are all stupid. Is this kid out of his mind?It's better to expect the treasure prince to save everyone than to expect a pig.

The new soldiers were stationed on the west side of Winterfell and were unaware of the attack that occurred in the morning.

"Okay, you just wait here to die!"

"When the time comes, I will collect the body for you..." The veteran didn't care, turned around and left.

On the tall city wall, only the new soldier and the bow and arrow in his hand were left.

The wolf's head slowly approached, and the recruit's heart beat faster and faster.

Finally, the wolf leader arrived at the city. The recruit's eyes were determined, and an inexplicable power seemed to emerge from his body, and he didn't seem to be very cold anymore.

——Grandpa and grandma, please bless me!

——Pour all my will into this arrow!

Just as he was about to bend his bow and shoot an arrow, a man's shout came from the city.

"Hey, that one above, why don't you open the door quickly!"

Open the door?The recruits were confused for a moment.

Looking down, he saw two men wearing blue animal skins standing next to the wolf's head.

It seems... there is another boy?

"Hey! You kid, you're deaf! This is His Majesty the Seventh Prince. He killed the legendary Storm Lord. Why don't you open the door for me now!"

Sethis was killed?How can it be!

The recruit became increasingly confused and looked down carefully.

The wolf's giant eyes were closed tightly as if sleeping, but behind it, there was clearly no body!

This... recruit couldn't hide the look of shock in his eyes.

"Ma... open the door right away!"

......

In Winterfell.

Both residents and guards were hiding in their homes.

Some of them were in good condition and entered the cellar of the home immediately.

Facing the powerful ice and snow demons, weak humans also have their own ways of survival.

The entire Winterfell fell into silence, as if frozen.

"Mom... I'm scared, um..." The little girl in the room was about to speak, but her mother covered her mouth tightly.

The mother's eyes were as wide as bells, full of pleading.

On the empty streets, everything is withered.

Trampled vegetables and fruits were piled everywhere on the ground.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded outside.

It sounded like a heavy object being dragged and scraping against the ground.

"Is it Sethis?"

My mother broke into a cold sweat and prayed repeatedly.

But there are still many curious people looking cautiously through the windows...

"That is!"

A picture they will never forget comes into view.

"My goodness!"

Some people pulled hard on the flesh of their faces, trying to confirm whether this was a dream.

Sethis, known as the Lord of Ice Catastrophe and Storm, now only had a huge head left.

The mountain-like head was dragged by a weak young man and moved slowly on the deserted street.

With the north wind howling, the young man dragging the demon's head looked like a god standing on earth in the eyes of everyone.

The silent Winterfell became restless.

"Sessis, dead?"

"That ice demon is really dead!"

The people roared and vented like crazy.

They walked out of the house and knelt on the cold ground.

Some people recognized Luo Yu's identity and paid him their most sincere respect.

"My lord, thank you!"

As a result, more and more people walked out of the safe house.

They either knelt down on one knee or worshiped, and many of them had tears in their eyes.

Sethus brought endless pain and torture to Winterfell.

Relatives, friends, elders, they have lost too many things.

Now that the devil is slaying them and they are freed from the abyss of despair, how can they not be extremely excited?

On both sides of the street, rows of people were kneeling, and those calls were filled with too many emotions.

"Your Highness..."

"Your Highness..."

At this moment, Luo Yu was like a general returning from victory, walking towards the center of Winterfell under everyone's gaze.

Behind him, the crowd followed his footsteps, as if to welcome the new king.

......

The huge square in the center was crowded with people.

Luo Yu stood on the high platform, and he was very satisfied with this effect.

Once your prestige is established, the next thing will be easier to handle.

But looking at the expectant eyes of the people in the audience, he knew what he should say.

"Clang!"

He pulled out the Chen Mie Chen Sword from his waist and pointed it diagonally at the sky.

In his weak body, there is an aura that looks down on the world.

"Storm Lord Sethis has been killed by me! From now on, you will no longer have to face the crisis of the city being destroyed!"

"ohhhhhhhhh!!!"

Amazing shouts erupted from the dense crowd, resounding through the sky.

Pairs of blazing pupils focused feverishly on Luo Yu's body.

Luo Yu shouted again, hoarse at the top of his lungs: "I, Sommerfield Luo Yu, hereby promise you that from now on, Winterfell will never be bullied by anyone again!"

"I will light up the entire northern sky with the red lotus fire!"

"Anyone who dares to invade our northern border will be punished by the Thunder Sword and will follow him forever!"

"I want them to remember..."

"The North will never be forgotten!"