A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

Chartres town.

As the only important town established in the far north, its function is not just to provide residence.

It is called "town", but actually it is more appropriate to call it "juntun".

The town is surrounded by the same magical barrier as Reinhardt City, and even because Chartres Town is smaller, the barrier is more effective.

The body temperature inside the barrier is no different from that in ordinary winter.

These were built under the leadership of the contemporary Duke Campbell, which was unimaginable before.

At this time, the town of Chartres was filled with smoke, and a war had just ended.

Gustav stood quietly on the battlefield, the sword in his hand covered with dark blue blood.

"Sir, go back to the barrier...it's too cold here." Guards Captain Hoffman walked behind Gustav and said.

"Ah."

In fact, the severe cold has little effect on Gustav, but will make him stronger.

When the control over the ice element is strong enough, it can be used in reverse.

The blizzard that you can see now is all made of magic power, all with his help.

Although he is not yet at the holy level, Gustav is already in an invincible position in the wind and snow.

Back in town, Gustav asked Hoffman:

"What are the casualties?"

"Sir, it is still within the tolerable range. As long as the material supplies can keep up, we should be able to continue fighting."

Although Hoffmann was optimistic, Gustav frowned.

Half a year, or even a year ago, he had already begun to mobilize the resources of the entire northern region to prepare for the coming severe cold.

And already prepared for the worst...

However, the intensity of this disaster far exceeded any record in the kingdom's five hundred years of history.

The abnormal weather that occurred once in a century in the past will definitely subside within half a year.

And judging from the current situation, I'm afraid it's close to that time a thousand years ago in the family legend...

The family calls it the "Winter of Extinction."

It was only after that disaster that the Campbell family officially entered the stage of history...

It’s not that the ancestor has made any great achievements, it’s just because he is one of the few survivors in the cold winter...

"Hoffman."

"exist."

"Is there any news from the Royal Capital?"

"...Sir, our messenger reported that the blizzard barrier can't get out at all. In other words, we have completely cut off contact with the city of Melbourne..."

"They tried their best... As for His Majesty, I have already notified you in advance. Wait, hold on, that's enough..."

Everything is developing for the worst.

Cold snaps can arrive without warning.

The blizzard barrier can only be entered but not exited.

Then the next step is...

The Kingdom of Sindelal on the other side took the opportunity to send troops.

The giants of the far north have leveled the north...

Gustav likes to think about the worst-case scenario in everything and likes to put himself in the enemy's shoes.

This is his mode of thinking, whether it is fighting or war.

Only in this way will you not be controlled by others.

But this time the opponent is not a human at all, but a natural disaster...

Do we use human thinking to fight against nature? That is impossible.

As long as the snow doesn't stop, the people in the north will suffer.

If you don't stop for a year, you will suffer for a year.

If there really is a legendary seven-year cold...

Then he could only resign himself to his fate.

It would be even better if this cold current were a concrete entity.

At least there is a chance to cut it off with the sword in hand...

"Sir!" A soldier came running from the south gate, seeming to have something important to report.

"What's the matter."

"My lord...Miss...Miss is here."

This surprised Gustav.

He still understands his daughter, and there is no way he would easily abandon his responsibilities in Reinhardt City.

So coming here at this time must be something important.

"take me."

"Yes."

......

"Father," Sophia said.

"Sofia, tell me what you have to say." Gustave didn't waste any words and asked straight to the point.

The procedural dialogue between two cold-faced father and daughter looked really interesting.

"Father, we have a way to break the situation." After Sophia finished speaking, she looked at Bai Ye.

"This Miss Farren knows the inside story."

Only then did Gustave notice Bai Ye.

Dark Elf...

No matter who is on the mainland, they will feel a little uncomfortable when they see the dark elves.

After all, myths and legends are deeply rooted in people's hearts.

There are very few people like Eve who are familiar with her.

"Mr. Bei Jing, that's right... Fa Lun Dai'er, it's our first time meeting you." As soon as Bai Ye opened his mouth, the arrogance and meanness that belonged to Fa Lun came to his face.

"Exactly, since Miss Farren has a way to break the situation, why not go to the town to discuss it in detail?" Gustav invited him calmly.

"please."

......

Bai Ye and Gustav went to talk about important matters, and the rest of the people wandered around the town.

Wuyue and Yan walked to the blacksmith shop in the town and watched the northern blacksmith forging iron.

"Wuyue, you said you have seen the dwarves?" Yan asked.

"Yeah, it's very interesting, about...a head shorter than me...height and width are as long...just like this..." Wuyue said. He started to gesture with his hands.

"Huh? Interesting. I heard that dwarf blacksmiths are very powerful. Is it true?"

"Well...although I haven't seen them forging iron...but...this, this is a gift from the dwarves to me, sister Yan, look at it."

Saying that, Wuyue pulled out Isildine and handed it to Yan.

"Oh...Is this made of silver? No, it's so light..." Feeling the weight of mithril, Yan was shocked.

This feels...somewhat like a teacher's...

"Wuyue, this metal is called 'mithril', right..." Yan suddenly asked.

"Yes, why does Sister Yan know?"

Wuyue also knows that Mithril has not appeared in the world for a long time, and logically it should be unknown...

"My teacher also has such a sword, oh no, two..."

Sister Yan’s teacher...isn’t that...

The legendary swordsman named "Yan Ling" by the world.

"I don't know where she went after she left the northern border."

When mentioning the teacher, Yan's longing for him could not be suppressed.

From the age of three to fifteen, Yan has not had time to repay the kindness of raising and cultivating him for twelve years...

It’s not like Yan, who is self-reliant, has never tried to find a teacher.

But from the age of fifteen to now, nearly ten years, the teacher seems to be avoiding me...

Sophia said three years ago, no, it should be nearly four years ago now. After the teacher gave Sophia instructions, he left the North...

But since then, her deeds have not been heard of again on the mainland.

Is he living in seclusion, or...

Yan doesn't want to think about it.

"Sister Yan..." Wu Yue rarely saw Yan showing such a lonely look.

"I will find it, Sister Yan. If we are destined, we will meet again one day..." Wu Yue quoted the words of his master.

It couldn't be more appropriate to use it here.

"If it's fate...?" Yan murmured to himself.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Yan suddenly laughed.

"Wuyue, when did you say something like an old man? Hahaha..."

Wuyue's little face immediately turned red.

(*////^////*) "...Don't you think...it makes sense..."

"Yes, yes, that does make sense. I'll remember it, Wu Yue, thank you." The smile on Yan's face did not stop, and she was still amused by Wu Yue's serious words that were inappropriate for her age.

We will meet again someday...

Um......

......

"First of all, Miss Farren, I have to confirm your identity..." Gustave said as soon as he entered the room.

"Oh? My identity?"

"You're not Farren Dyer, are you?"

"Huh, I'm not. Why do you say this, sir?"

"Because..." Gustav put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Faren Dale is dead."