In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

Ice shards scattered all over the ground like broken jade, and at the same time, the once intact ground was blasted into a large crater, shattered beyond recognition.

The surrounding trees had already been uprooted and thrown far away by the terrifying force of the ice explosion.

This once peaceful and tranquil area is now unrecognizable, as if it had just suffered a devastating ice storm and endured unimaginable suffering.

"If they're still alive, is it necessary to launch another attack like this?"

Gransta stared intently at the strange box before him, his eyes filled with wariness and doubt.

"Is this Laplace's special skill, 'The Deceiver'? The ability to transform at will?"

Apart from being sealed in a thick layer of ice, the box seemed to have nothing particularly special about it.

He couldn't help but wonder if this was a trap set by Laplace. So, Granstad muttered something under his breath.

However, something unexpected happened. As if it understood Gransta's words, the strange box suddenly began to tremble violently, emitting a low buzzing sound.

Immediately afterwards, a faint, slightly fearful voice came from inside the box.

"Wait! My esteemed elven companion, please cease your actions and allow me to speak! I have already witnessed firsthand your formidable strength..."

Gransta raised an eyebrow and looked at the strange box with some surprise.

"Laplace, come out here first!"

He then extinguished the ice flower that had begun to condense in his hand, wanting to hear what Laplace would have to say.

Perhaps sensing that the aura of destruction outside had disappeared, the space inside the box became blurry, and a shadow appeared.

"Cough cough, didn't you check the almanac before going out today? You almost lost two lives."

Laplace coughed up a mouthful of blood.

If another [Ice Flower] is unleashed, Laplace will have no choice but to flee, but he must bring back some valuable information.

however

Unexpectedly, as soon as Apras came out, an ice-blue longsword was placed against his neck.

"Your Excellency, you..."

Laplace was panting heavily, glancing warily at Gransta with his one exposed eye.

Gransta ignored Laplace's displeasure and moved the Ice Ghost even closer to his neck.

I immediately felt extremely cold.

Laplace hadn't expected Gransta to be so vigilant, so he had no choice but to raise his hands.

"Why would someone as powerful as you, Elf Lord, appear in the Great Forest of Jura?"

"Could it be that the elves also covet that legendary treasure?"

He had long wondered why such a terrifyingly powerful being, and an elf at that, would appear in the Great Forest of Jura.

Faced with Laplace's confusion, Gransta also stared at the clown opposite him with a strange look.

What kind of secret treasure? Is this thing mentioned in the original story?

Gransta still wanted to ask this guy first.

"First of all, let me clarify that although I am an elf, I am free."

"However, I seem quite interested in the treasure you mentioned earlier..."

As Gransta continued, magic continued to gather in his other hand, and it seemed he was about to make giant dumplings again.

The threatening implications are self-evident.

Laplace looked at Gransta with astonishment. "What do you mean you're a free spirit?! I'd be a fool to believe you!"

Why are they resorting to threats?!

"Hey! Please be nice, I can actually reveal just a little bit!"

As Laplace spoke, he gestured with his fingers as if he could only say "oh" a little bit.

"Actually, that treasure is just a legend..."

Gulanster was getting a little impatient.

Get to the point!

Laplace immediately felt the sharp sword getting even closer to his throat.

He hurriedly said.

"Alright! I'll tell you, that treasure is actually a relic left behind by the legendary strongest hero... As for the rest, I really don't know anything else."

Upon hearing this, Gulansta frowned even more deeply; this was somewhat different from what he knew!

When did this kind of thing appear in the Jura Great Forest?

Did they stumble upon some side quest? Perhaps they never found it in the original story.

"I've said everything I needed to say. Could you please put down this dangerous sword?"

Laplace tried to move the sword away with his fingers, but his fingers froze as soon as they touched it.

Granstas was brought back to reality by Laplace's actions, and found the dishonest guy rather amusing.

Forget it, I'm not interested in that thing anyway. Besides, it might not even have appeared in the original story. Do you think I can just find it by luck?

After letting out a cold snort, Gransta sheathed the Ice Demon Longsword.

Laplace secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party sheath his sword.

The tone of voice also became more lively.

"Hello, it seems you were the one who killed the tens of thousands of pig-headed soldiers in the Great Ghost Village."

Gransta saw that the other person was making a fuss again; Laplace really had a big heart.

Seeing that Granstas remained silent, Laplace became even more certain of the matter.

I kept reminding myself that I must never offend this cruel master.

Could this person be sent by the Elf Queen? But doesn't the Demon King usually not care much about these kinds of things?

But just then...

Gransta's words echoed in his mind again.

"You're the ones who created the Pig-Headed Emperor, aren't you? I advise you to give up on this forest. Even a demon king shouldn't set your sights on this place."

"Don't think I wouldn't dare kill you now!"

Seemingly sensing the potential threat posed by Granstas, Laplace smiled awkwardly and immediately shifted the blame.

"My lord, we are only acting under the orders of Demon King Clayman. We are merely cooperating with him!"

Upon hearing Laplace's words, Granstad's lips curled into a slight smile.

If I didn't know the plot, I might have actually been fooled by this guy.

"You guys just have a working relationship with that Clayman guy?"

Gulansta's tone became somewhat mocking.

Laplace, though somewhat puzzled, still said...

"Uh-huh!"

Gransta kept staring into Laplace's eyes as he spoke in a calm tone.

"How come I remember the Mediocre Clown Gang had five members? Besides the Demon Lord Kazalim who disappeared two hundred years ago, um, let me think, there was Fordman, Tia. Oh, and Clayman."

"Am I right, Vice President Laplace...?"

Laplace's face was immediately filled with shock!

Seeing Gulansta's mocking gaze, he continued to retreat.

"Who are you? How do you know our information?"

His voice began to become extremely hoarse.

Laplace's eyes were fixed on Gransta, an even more violent aura emanating from him, his eyes bloodshot.