Celia's story is not complicated, but Geton is a little ridiculous and sarcastic.

What kind of plot is this? Why is the sense of ownership of the novel so strong!

Gordon felt that Celia had a sign of a chosen son. She was targeted by the world wherever she went, and was even targeted by a broker in Winter City. Is the female mercenary she played so weak and helpless, or does it seem that she is very easy to start?

However, as time passed and Celia's slightly panicked tone was still organized, Geden no longer showed her previous smile, but instead showed a solemn look.

Because Celia's next words revolve around the current situation in Winter City, and indirectly reflect how deep the disaster and impact the Saint Catastrophe brought about.

The system of Winter City is not the same as that of Carlando. It is a parliamentary rule composed of five families with a long history in the north. In addition, the mage association, known as the "Arctic Star", is assisted by it. At the same time, both the Adventurers Association and the President of the Warrior Association are all high-level combat personnel in the city. It can be said that any industry linked to combat is related to the ruling class in Winter City.

From another aspect, we can also say without hesitation that the population is only one-tenth of Carando, and even less than Carando. His strength is stronger than Carando. After all, the Northland Shangwu is well-known, and there is also the "Arctic Star" famous Northland Wizard Society, which is famous in the mainland.

From Celia, Geden learned from the mouth of Celia that in the present Winter City, two of the five major families, emblems of bear, lion, snake, wolf, and deer, have died in name only. There are only the more powerful bear emblem, or the deer emblem, and a wolf emblem that is no longer active in the city. It is well preserved. The Snake Emblem family and the Lion Emblem family are wiped out, with only a few young children living.

The Ice Blade Mountains that once drove the white dragons in the north hundreds of kilometers away belonged to one of the sharpest spears in Winter City, and the Iron Guards in the Cold Fort also suffered casualties.

Both do not disappoint their former glory...

The root cause of this is the reason why Oulul, the daughter of Frost, the dawn of ice, the girl of winter, and the goddess of ice and snow.

Through some ritual, the five major families discovered the cold winter girl, Oulur, who had become a saint.

I don’t know whether it was the courage given to them by the god of war Tampas, or the arrogance called the dragon that dominated their minds.

They attacked Orul, using the well-preserved artifact of Winter City, "Queen's Barbaric Hammer" and a "divine stinger" collected from other planes by the Northland Wizards. It is said that it was made of the remains of the dead gods and the evil spirits born.

The former is used to attack the body of God, and the latter is used to attack the soul of God, taking a two-pronged approach. In addition, the masters who used these two artifacts were selected as strong men from the Snake Hui family and the Lion Hui family. They were able to use one plus one to more than two.

They are doing something that countless mortals have never dared to think about for thousands of years.

But in the end, they failed because what they didn't know was that the gods now have lost the divine nature they once had. They are no different from mortals except the body of God.

Therefore, the poisonous dagger specially made against the gods did not dry up the power in Oul's body and condense into pieces as the wizards thought, making him unable to mobilize any divine power in his body and use any divine arts.

He reacted!

So, a nightmare came.

The families of the Lion Emblem and the Snake Emblem were almost completely destroyed in this battle, and the two artifacts completely disappeared, and the other one took hundreds of years of repair before they could be used again.

But this was not without a price. Olul was also defeated and retreated to the top of the mountains. However, before leaving, it used its last power to curse the city of Winter.

"This city is about to collapse in the endless cold wind and frost and snow! Its vitality will be drawn, and the sun will never fall down! Frost is coming! You will surely usher in the end!"

......

"It's really commendable that mortals dare to try to kill gods!"

After listening to these mortals' journey of committing suicide, Geden felt indescribable. He didn't know whether it was sarcasm or praise, but it was very contradictory.

At the same time, he also understood why so many days in the frozen wasteland were cloudy and there was no sun. It turned out that he was angry that this god, who was called "the angry goddess of winter" in the barbarians.

This feels like hitting the gun! Ge Dun is a little panicked.

But it is impossible to tell whether it is true or not based on the words of a broker. Moreover, judging from Celia's actions in the city, it is obvious that they have no intention of giving up this northern city.

And Gotton quickly calmed down, so what if it was true.

This is just the southernmost part of the frozen wasteland, and it is still some distance from the real center of the northern land, and closer to the Forest in the south. Even if Olur gets angry, it will not affect him no matter how he is.

What's going on with it?

After all, Orul is just a god with weak divine power. If he turns into a saint, his profession level will not be too high. Even if He wants the roar of wind and frost to blow across the entire North, he will probably be powerless. Otherwise, He would have replaced Talos, the most powerful god of storm among the angry gods, instead of being at the last place.

However, before Gardon could indulge for a long time, a trace of fear suddenly flashed through its mind. As if he had thought of something, he asked Celia, who was far away in Winter City with some tension.

"Celia, hurry up, tell me, what was the broker you killed just now going to deal with you?"

The vast dragon heritage of Gordon had long brought up information about the frost girl Orul. Although there was little, Gordon could guess from his pastoral behavior that He was an evil god who liked to torture and enjoy the pain of others.

Therefore, he was somewhat sensitive to the broker Celia just mentioned, based on his caution.

"He said he wanted to knock me out and throw me into the snow and freeze to death. What's wrong? His body is still frozen in the alley! I'm afraid the blood is flowing out now! Am I doing something wrong? Master?"

Celia was a little confused. Although she lived in the North, her understanding of Orul lies more in the bets that were circulating in the town. For example, after the blizzard subsided, many north towns would hold sports meetings praising Orul mercy, such as watching whoever sticks to the ice for a long time, or running around the town naked in the snow to see who arrives at the finish line first.

"There is no strange emblem on him? For example, the background is gray diamond and the center is white snowflakes? Are you seeing it?"

Ge Dun asked again in a hurry, and he no longer cared about the consumption of divine power brought by ultra-long-distance communication.

"Is the god emblem of the girl in the cold winter? No, I searched it all, but found a lot of gold coins on him."

Celia shook her head and quickly and concisely reiterated what she found.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, the master, his body, including his teeth, I've checked it, without the sign of the girl in the cold winter you mentioned."

Celia's expression was particularly serious at this time, not as if she was fake, and Geton seemed to have found confidence in her tone and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good if not! It's good if not!"

Gordon murmured, it was a little afraid that Celia would meet the believer of Orul. If she was killed, if the madman noticed it, the lair it had just fallen may not be able to get.

"What do you think of his words?"

Gordon doesn't care about the underground market anymore. Compared with those magical items, Gordon now attaches more importance to the saints. After all, their actions affect Gordon's next action deployment, which is particularly important.

After all, if it weren't for the lack of definite news, it would have been possible that Genton had already made the move to cut off contact with the dragon beast, stop the hotel construction, and then retract the tentacles of the power back to the Lota Valley, and could not conceal it.

"Well...I think there is a certain lie, but it also contains the truth, half true and half false."

"For example, although the five major families are now closed and there are only a few guards in the city to maintain order, it may be because of other reasons, and it may be as he said, with heavy casualties. But at least it is not difficult for me to return to Winter City. The guards at the door seem to have collected money and are not careful at all. I can't see what they are guarding, they are very relaxed, and the city is complete, and there is no trace of the rampage of Ouer."

Celia thought about it carefully and asserted.

She knew that Gotton didn't like blurring, so she simply said her thoughts and the reason why she said that.

"In other words, someone behind this broker is manipulating him, spreading this news that is unknown to the truth?"

Gden used its furry claws to rub the huge dragon head that Nina touched over and said thoughtfully.

"It's probably true! Or it's only spreading in a small circle, and I don't know what I'm planning."

Celia added.

"Then let's take a look first! But just in case, you can leave quickly after shopping in the market today, so as not to be affected. I plan to leave the matter here to you!"

Gordon thought for a while before making a decision.

Celia heard a sound of knowing and understanding. She could not disobey Gentun's orders, nor did she want to disobey...

"Then start! Let me see what is the underground market in Winter City. Just fight quickly and you can describe it in your heart."

“Yes, Master!”

After talking about the topic of Saints, Gordon remembered the reason for his communication. He visited the underground market in Winter City once a month to see if he could find some of the products he used for himself. If necessary, let Celia take it. Of course, this premise is naturally safe, but the underground market can open for so long, and there must be anonymous trading options. Gordon thinks that its business will not be empty.

"Master, there is a spell scroll engraved with a summoning snake creatures on this stall. The creature is equivalent to the fifth-level monster summoning technique..."

"This is a pair of magical objects, two bright golden pins, it is said that as long as you bring one on your body, you can clearly sense the position of the other one..."

"Master, this is..."

The huge underground market temporarily built by the sewer in Winter City is filled with misty mist in this sewer that does not emit an unpleasant smell. The colorless and odorless smell reminds people of the everlasting ice of the glacier. When breathing, it seems that all the internal organs are frozen.

But most people's excitement was enough to extinguish the chill. At least Celia was roaming around the stall with a mask, then watched other people's comments, or the store owner's own comments, and repeated the equipment description to Gentun.

After Goton knew that this underground market had a kind of protection and went out at any corner of Winter City, he gave up the intention of letting the transformer buy it next month, and asked Celia to buy it directly. However, its choice was very reasonable. Although there were a lot of things to buy, most of them were medium-valued strange things, not very eye-catching, and they were purchased in batches and time periods. Therefore, after spending all the 20,000 gold coins she brought this time, Celia did not even splash in this underground market.

In addition to many stall owners scratching their heads, they felt that the stall was extremely prosperous this time.

Especially the ordinary low-level fire-type scrolls were sold out before the market was closed, almost no one left.

So much so that many people who have channels to get the scrolls are thinking that they can inform the mage next time to make more scrolls. After all, in addition to the taxes and stall fees paid here, they can earn more than in the magic store.

After all, the city lord transaction tax paid there is higher...

As night fell, Celia, who was working hard in the underground market for a day, pushed open the hotel gate with mottled snowflakes, continued to communicate with Geton without changing her face. It was not until after the end that she looked at the several dimensional bags in her hand filled with space.

Although Gordon said that if you encounter trouble, things don’t matter, people are important.

But Celia, who was full of fighting spirit, still felt that she needed to protect the dragon's property.

Therefore, she has now begun to rack her brains to deliver the purchased goods to Geun as safely as possible.

You know, there is still a nest guard inside that spent her 6,000 gold coins to bargain to buy from the young adventurer, which is not allowed to make a mistake at all.

“What should I do?”

The cold wind outside the window made the window glass and wooden frame clang. Celia leaned against the bed and stroked the silver pseudo-dragon lying in her arms. Her mood began to spread, and her eyes began to drift meaninglessly until she reached the gap in the window.

At this time, she seemed to have captured a glorious look of the dark night outside the window through the cold breath of wind and snow that could be smelled in the gap...

Is this...aura?

Celia stood up, opened the window, and murmured at the gorgeous aurora that lies across the eastern sky in the wind and snow.

And, with the end of the aurora.

The wind and snow seem to be getting heavier again.

......

"Master, this is the tax on the underground market this time!"

The man in exquisite silk walked up the white marble steps while walking on the steps of dancing in this empty silver hall. He bowed and took out the space bag he carried with him, and said in awe at the silver dragon lying across the silver treasure in front of him, who was lying across the silver treasure in the pavement of the silver treasure in front of him.

From its sweeping double corners, metallic scales, and slender body, it can be seen that it is a typical metal dragon.

Judging from the turbid eyes of its eyes that melted silver, and the dark silver scales on its body.

This is an old man, even an ancient silver dragon.
Chapter completed!