Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

However, the intelligence gathered so far is too little for Guy to make an accurate judgment. He can only tell them to make their own decisions when taking action and to make sure they are safe.

A natural death is one thing, but what if someone shatters the heart core...

Even if they could be resurrected, they would belong to someone else afterward.

Although Guy was a man of few emotions, he could not accept his subordinates becoming someone else's puppets.

Upon hearing these orders, Rein nodded again:

"Yes, I understand, Lord Guy."

After speaking, she gracefully lifted her skirt, bowed slightly, making a standard maid's curtsy gesture, and then turned and walked outside.

Seeing this, Misali quickly followed, not even having time to utter a word of complaint.

She was terrified of being left to rest in the White Ice Palace and being treated as a useless person.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Qi Yi's eyes flickered as he pondered something.

After a long while, he leaned back on the throne, gently closed his eyes, and silently exhaled.

"You win this time, Rudra."

He had a vague feeling that Rudra might be behind this.

Because the White Ice Dragon happened to be away because of the Scorching Dragon.

Lacking such a capable general, his ability to send his pieces into action was severely restricted and constrained at every turn.

"Frei, you must live on in your ugly state. This war that is sweeping the world may have started because of you."

"If you were to die so easily at the hands of the Eastern Empire, it would be a disgrace to your status as a Demon King, and..."

He shook his head and didn't continue.

The image of Rudra unifying the world flashed through his mind, and those sentimental words suddenly disappeared in the White Ice Palace, leaving only a long silence.

In the silence, Guy recalled his promise to Rudra from years ago, and understood that everything from now on depended on the existence behind Frey…

Regardless of whether it was Milim or not, he hoped the other side would win.

Thus, it can be considered a victory for the Demon King's side.

……

At the same time, Ronan and his group had arrived at the periphery of the ancient ruins.

Before even setting foot on the ruins, Ronan received a message from Frey.

Frey claimed that Farrell had been tested and had earned a title, which would, barring any unforeseen circumstances, spread throughout the country in just a few days.

Ronan nodded, his face showing little surprise, which was within his expectations, after all, Carrion was no small figure.

"Keep up the good work. Remember not to be too flamboyant, but if someone is unreasonable, don't be polite to them. I'll be there for you."

"In the Kingdom of Tianyi, you must abide by its rules of conduct. Remember, you are the Queen there, and no one is inferior to you."

Ronan didn't want to see Frey groveling before others.

Since renaming herself "Frei," Frei has become her own possession in spirit.

Since it is one's own property, it is a matter of one's own face.

If Frey remains humble after becoming stronger, wouldn't that be a waste of her power?

Frey nodded respectfully, thinking to herself that it felt really good to have her master backing her up; no wonder those two primordial demons were so arrogant.

Fortunately, the owner was not afraid of him.

After ending the communication, Frey composed herself and threw herself back into handling various affairs within China Telecom.

Ronan silently entered the ancient ruins, accompanied by Frilian and Celia, as well as some professionals sent by the Magic Dynasty.

As for the two children, he did not bring them with him.

While entering the ruins was as easy as a visit for him, it was fraught with unknown dangers for others.

What if they accidentally step into some kind of trap and fall into some secret room?

Although there will be no physical death, the feeling of loneliness and fear is something that children cannot bear.

Ronan used magic to illuminate the surroundings, and the soft light instantly dispelled the darkness.

What came into view was a yellow rock passage, and the air was filled with the smell of dust, which showed that no one had been here for a long time.

A strong wind arose, dispelling the dust and odor. After walking only a few steps, Ronan saw the ancient elven creation described in the intelligence report.

It was a huge mech, sitting in the center of a spacious room.

The overall design of this mecha resembles Gundam, with sharp edges and corners, exuding mechanical beauty and power.

Upon noticing the arrival of the group, two red lights suddenly flashed from the head of the mech, resembling a pair of hostile eyes.

Then, with a loud "bang!", the mech raised its right foot and slammed it heavily onto the ground, causing the entire room to shake violently.

Ronan felt the swaying beneath his feet and gazed at everything ahead, a surge of inexplicable excitement welling up within him.

No wonder Kreman couldn't conquer this ruin for so long. This is only the outermost area, and there are already Gundams. What will it be like in the deeper areas?

Ronan took a step forward, intending to subdue it.

He shook his wrist, thinking that if all else failed, he could disassemble it, reassemble it, and take it back. In short, mecha was a man's romance.

It would be such a waste to leave it here to gather dust.

Chapter 114, Tearing Apart a Gundam

The Eastern Empire.

"Sister, what brings you here?"

When the scorching dragon Velglind saw his sister, the white ice dragon, appear, his face was full of confusion.

At this moment, she was sitting in a tea room wearing an elegant blue cheongsam, and everything around her had a classical beauty.

Holding a cup of tea, the White Ice Dragon Velusad sat opposite Velugend and took a small sip.

Savoring the tea's fragrance and bitterness, she slowly swallowed it, then looked at her younger sister, her tone light:

"It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to come and see you. I vaguely remember that it has been hundreds of years since we last met."

"How is Rudra? So many years have passed, have you conceived his child?"

Upon hearing her sister mention Rudra and their offspring, Veruglind's eyes widened slightly, a complex emotion flashing across them.

She raised her fingers, unconsciously twisting her hair, her tone tinged with a hint of helplessness:

"Oh dear, why bring this up now? Rudra never cares about these things."

"As long as we can help him realize his dream, that's enough. Offspring are just a burden."

However, despite saying this, Veruglind still hoped that one day she could walk down the aisle with him.

Unfortunately, the death of Star King Dragon that year had a huge impact on Rudra and completely changed his mindset.

Although the two love each other deeply, they have not yet made any further moves.

Moreover, recently, Veruglind has vaguely sensed that Rudra's affection for him seems to be quietly diminishing.

He no longer called himself by the affectionate nickname "Ge Liu" as before, but instead addressed him by his given name.

This inevitably caused her to feel a sense of loss and unease.

As his sister recounted the recent events, Velusad nodded from time to time, a look of understanding on his face.

Although she was somewhat bothered by the change in how Rudra was addressed.

But upon closer reflection, after so many years together, it's inevitable that there will be conflicts, big and small, in life, and it's understandable that there will be a period of cold war.

In contrast, she was more concerned about the loss of the King of Justice's power.

Verusad put down his teacup, sighed softly, his tone full of melancholy:

"The angelic army has disappeared; this is truly bad news."

"Without the once-every-five-hundred-years war between the Heavenly Demons and the Earth, I can hardly imagine how crazy those humans would become in the future."

The so-called War Between Heaven and Demons is an angelic invasion that occurs every five hundred years, with the aim of destroying the world's most powerful nations.

In the past, apart from a few people who knew the truth, everyone thought it was an unavoidable natural disaster.

But Verusad knew in his heart that all of this was a meticulously planned scheme by Rudra, intended to eliminate powerful enemies.

She gazed at her sister, paused briefly, and continued in a calm tone:

"Do you need my help?"

"Although I may not be able to find the holder of the King of Justice, I can have Guy limit the birth of heroes."

"As long as no more true heroes are born in the world from now on, it will be relatively easy to check all the existing heroes in the world one by one."

“Even if someone like Kunoa were to appear again, if you and I, sisters, joined forces, no one would be a match for us.”

Like the Scorching Dragon, the White Ice Dragon also deeply resented the fact that outsiders had taken away the King of Justice.

Because this is not only Rudra's dream, but also his brother Star King Dragon's dream.

Star King Dragon is a pure idealist, but unfortunately he has no ambition, which is why he entrusted the King of Justice to Rudra.

Upon hearing his sister's suggestion, the scorching dragon hesitated for a moment.

A look of uncertainty crossed her face, and she asked with some concern:

"May I?"

"If I remember correctly, Guy was the mediator appointed by his elder brother, responsible for balancing the world's order."

"Is it really okay to abuse power like this?"

Although Veruglind was sometimes reckless, she was also aware of the seriousness of things.

Restricting the birth of true heroes is, in essence, an act that disrupts world order.

If my elder brother were still alive, he would definitely stop this.

Bai Binglong, however, disagreed and shook his head, saying: