Chapter 403, the eve

One month later.

In the Sibke Forest on the outskirts of the frosty country’s imperial capital, Morinke.

“How many people have been captured?”

Shier stood on the ground covered in frost and snow with a longsword in her hand. The forest before her eyes had already become a complete mess.

After being continuously ravaged by the Frost Bear Cavalry and spell casters, which the frosty country was proud of, the forest before Shier’s eyes no longer had a single well-preserved tree.

There had been a great battle here.

During this one month, Shier had ‘liberated’three of the eight great families of the Frost Frost Kingdom and persuaded them to join his coalition army to eliminate the threat brought by the adjudicator.

However, Shier had also encountered great resistance. Other than a few assassinations of the adjudicator, the thing that made Shier’s heart chill the most was the killing that his compatriots could not understand.