Chapter 429: recording

The country of frost, is located in an ancient library on the bottom of the castle.
"Your Majesty, that's all." An old man holding a tiny original spar with a pile of quaint books in front of Shel.
"Is the predecessor king giving you any orders to destroy the books here?"
Shear did not immediately open the books on the table, but stared at the old man who was stupid.
"This...this..." The old man seemed to be hesitant to ask this question.
"answer me."
In the voice of Sheyle, there was a cold air, even though the old man was wearing more clothes. Under the watchful eyes of the young king, his body could not help but chill.
"Yes, the predecessor, His Majesty, ordered me to destroy a part of the record five years ago." The old man answered Shayel truthfully.
"Do you remember that part?" Sheyle asked again.
"There is a record of the history of the Frost Elves, some records of our country's initial alliance with the state of the Holy Father..." the old man said.
"..."
Sheyer listened to the news and fell into meditation. Her eyes fell on the scattered "History of the Frosty Country" piled on the table.
"You can leave," Shel said.
The old man left the library with a bow of respectful respect to Sheyle.
Shear sat on the chair next to the desk and had some troubles to support his forehead.
"There is a history of the judges being destroyed," Shel said.
"Those guys won't leave anyone with a record about them."
The shadow of the dark elf quietly emerged in the darkness and stood on the side of Shel.
"But one thing is certain. The original intention of the sacred country to attack the devil world is definitely not because the Mozu is an evil and cruel creature, so it must be eliminated."
Shear has drawn a copy of those historical records, some of which are in the record of the Frost and the Holy Spirit's offensive demon.
These wars have been described as great and sacred wars. For the peace and stability of the human world, the dangerous demons must be eliminated.
But according to Sheyle’s investigation during this time, she discovered that the reason why the king of the first frosty country was allied with the state of the sacred religion was not for the sake of
world peace
.
"What are you going to do? Stop the war between the Mozu and the human?" The dark elf asked.
"I hope this can be the case, but it is too difficult. Even if I know that the state of the Holy Father is a lie, the concept of 'the devil is the enemy' has penetrated into the minds of everybody in the frost." Sheyle Speaking of some sighs of sighing here.
"And even if I go to the Mozu and say, 'I don't want to fight with you, let's be friends,' they are not likely to accept it."
The dark elf looked at the little girl and sighed. She really wanted to tell Sheyle that she was already a good friend with a Mozu, and it was the three princes of the Devil.
"Maybe you can change this through the movie." The dark elf whispered Shear, and by the way took out a photo and handed it to Shear.
"this is…"
Sheyle took the photo of the dark elf, and the photo shows a hall with a solemn atmosphere. The character in the photo is a woman with a crimson shoulder and long hair. Year male shaking hands.
"The Mozu?" Sheyle recognized the other person's identity as a demon through the horn on the woman's head, and it was an extremely powerful chaotic demon.
"The moment when the Mozu and Fuloxi made a covenant." The Dark Elves gave Sheyle an explanation.
This photo was taken by Joe Xiu. When the dark elf went to the country of frost, Qiao Xiu felt that it was handy and handed over to the dark elf.
"Faloxi...who has a covenant with the Mozu?"
This news is extremely incredible for any human being.
For many years, the Devil World has been a completely unknown world for human beings, and no human footprint can enter it.
So there will be so many people who are willing to believe what is depicted in the teachings of the Holy Land.
"I might ask your true identity." After seeing this photo, Shear gave Sheyle a confidence whether it was true or not, that is, one day, the confidence that the frost would shake hands with the Mozu .
"I am just a reporter, sire." The dark elf's face was a rare smile.
"Is it."
Sheyle knew that even if she asked the dark elf, she would not answer. She glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the magic net and stood up from the desk.
"There are certain reasons why the judges want to enter the devil world. For whatever reason, I don't want them to succeed."
Sheyle picked up the original spar on the table.
"I hope those generals can like new movies."
............
"Marshal Armt! How is your territory?"
A general with a scar on his face sat next to Marshal Amt, and Marshal Armt remembered that the general was from the family of the White Frost Deer, named Levko... The scar on his face was wrestling with the devil at a young age. Stayed when.
Since the territory of the Hoarfrost family is close to the barrier fortress, more than 80% of the men in this family will go to the barriers to prove themselves in adulthood.
"Maybe the South is too barren, there are no guys in my territory."
Marshal Amt took out a can of jug and poured a sip of his spirit into his mouth.
"This is good news." General Levko had some restless activities on his wrist, his eyes glanced around "How long do we have to sit here?"
"This is the abandoned theater of the former Farosi. His Majesty Sheikh seems to be going to show us a show. You can wait patiently." Marshal Armt poured a sip of spirits and said.
"Patience? Isn’t Sheikh’s Majesty not to announce the news of the expedition? Whether it’s the wolf of the Frostwolf family and the demons outside the fortress, we still have so many enemies that have not been cleared, but already in the emperor. I have been sitting for ten days."
General Levko also followed Sheyle’s expedition to the next expedition, both to the judge and to the devil.
The aggressive factor in the bones of the people of the frost makes him unable to sit here calmly.
"Your Majesty has sent messengers to the Frostwolf family's territory and waited for their reply." Amt said "and he said, if anyone can't sit, anyone can leave."
This sentence of Marshal Amt made General Levko’s heart move slightly.
He simply didn't have the patience to stay here to see the performances of the Farosi. Maybe he really should leave?
When General Levko was hesitant, the dim picture suddenly became bright. When the general had not figured out what happened, a line of text had quietly appeared on the wall occupied by the light. .