"Ice storms of this magnitude are difficult to encounter even in the Freljord. The chaotic magical elements will make the storm more lethal. Logically speaking, such ice storms can only occur in the dead of winter.
"
Embarrassingly patting the snow on her clothes, Catherine looked at the entrance of the cave blocked by the ice wall with some fear. Just from the sound of wind in her ears, which sounded like howling ghosts and wolves, she could understand how bad the environment outside was at this moment.
"Anyway, it's good that nothing happened to us."
Grace first helped Lester tidy up his clothes, and then threw the snow from her leather hat on the ground. The woman sat in front of the fire.
"Snowstorms like this come and go quickly. We can continue on the road tomorrow, right Grandpa Church?"
The old man nodded and came to Grace's side in two steps.
"That's right. Such a storm will not affect our schedule... There is an empty cave inside. You two should rest early. I will take care of Lester tonight to prevent this kid from running away."
"You don't think I can run away like this, do you? Or do you think I can survive if I run out now?"
Lester frowned and asked the old man, but the old man smiled coldly.
"Who knows if you are hiding your power?"
Catherine didn't say anything more, nodded to Church and walked deeper.
Originally, Grace wanted to chat with Lester for a while, but now she gave up her mind after seeing the old man's serious expression.
The experienced old man had never made any mistakes along the way. Whether he faced the bandits on the road or the Noxian warlords on the Dalmo Plains, the old man dealt with them with ease.
If it weren't for Church, I don't know how many troubles would have occurred along the way, just like tonight's ice storm. With nowhere to hide, the consequences would definitely be much more difficult than it is now.
Although she herself doesn't think Lester has any hidden strength.
"Then I'm going to bed, Grandpa Church."
"Go ahead kid."
As Grace left, the atmosphere at the entrance of the cave became strange. The old man standing there slowly bent over and leaned his face not far from Lester's eyes. He stared at Lester with his eyes open and did not speak.
, just showing a weird smile silently, the age spots on his face were expanding like bruises on a dead body, like maggots under the distorted light and shadow of the flames.
"Did I dig up your ancestral grave? Then you should thank me. If there were no ghost-like ancestors, how could there be a ghost like you?"
Facing Lester's provocation, the old man had no intention of responding. Being stared at by the old man with such glare made Lester feel some physical discomfort.
With his hands tied behind his back by a tendon rope, he could not complete any movement and could only try to stand up.
As soon as he stood up halfway, his shoulders were pushed down by the old man, causing Lester to sit directly back on the ground.
The old man's expression finally changed, his mouth curled up, and a purple light glowed faintly in the depths of his mouth.
Seeing a magic wall that suddenly appeared, separating the cave where the two women were from the cave entrance, Lester knew that the strange old man in front of him was planning to attack him.
"It seems that you have realized your situation, kid, are you really not afraid?"
The old man approached Lester evilly, and Lester looked directly at the old man without any sign of weakness.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of many things, but you're not qualified yet."
"hehe."
The old man smiled and straightened up, changing the topic and asked an unrelated question.
"Why don't you keep Grace? If you ask, she might stay and help you."
"I can see that you have taken care of her as your daughter all the way, and she trusts you very much, but if I keep her, will you still treat her as your daughter?"
"I can't tell, but you have quite a bit of backbone."
Lester did not speak, but looked coldly at the old man in front of him. The old man sighed, sat opposite Lester, and pinched his loose skin with his fingers, which was as full as rotten walnut skin.
Potholes.
"Little devil, do you know how hard it is for us to find you? After more than twenty years of traveling across mountains and rivers, look at what I've been through."
"I don't seem to have asked you to find me. If you feel dissatisfied, you should go to the person who gave you the order. If what I said is right, Lissandra is your master, right? Why don't you settle the score with Lissandra?
, what’s the point of bullying me?”
Hearing the name 'Lissandra', Church struggled a little, but soon, the old man returned to his neutral state again. Leicester even read out the conflicting attitude of the old man that was intertwined with hatred.
Love together.
"Yes, Lissandra is my master, but she is not qualified. She clearly knows what I have paid for the Watcher Assembly, and she still wants me to take two idiots to carry out such a stupid mission to find you. I don't want to
I understand, I have no idea what the meaning of this is at all...
I was selected in the village when I was eight years old and began to study and train as an iceborn warlock. I have been loyal to her for decades, wooing her, showing my loyalty to her, and sacrificing everything for her, even my soul.
But she always rejects me with a cold attitude. I know she is very noble, and I also know that I don't deserve her love, but she shouldn't treat me like this. I love her, but I don't owe her. On the contrary, she owes me
mine……
I have left my whole life to her, I have left my youth to her, but she treats me as an insignificant little character. She knows that I am no longer humane, and she has equipped me with two beautiful sorceresses. The purpose is just
In order to seduce you, do you know how painful it is for me? Day and night, I have been constantly reflecting on myself, and what I have gained in exchange for everything I have done..."
"I didn't know you were so pitiful...so pitiful that you were willing to be a castrated dog for a lifetime for a woman who doesn't love you..."
"Shut up! What do you know!? Have you ever truly loved someone and given everything for someone!? You haven't! You have no right to talk about me!"
The old man's rhetorical question made Leicester stunned for a moment and fell silent. The old man smiled proudly and took out the Box of Perfect Ice from the pocket of his robe.
"You simply don't understand what I've been through. Of course, I don't need you to understand. I don't need anyone to understand, let alone anyone to pity me, because my new master has promised me everything, and I will regain everything."
Everything I should have gained, youth, time, strength, young body..."
"And Lissandra, right?"
"Yes, and there is that cold woman Lissandra. I want to take off her robe and taste every inch of her body hidden under the ice. She belongs to me, and she can only belong to me."
Church took out the Void Crystal, held down Lester's shoulder with his left hand, and put the Void Crystal towards Lester's eyes with his right hand.
"Lester, you are the key for me to prove myself..."
"Oh, are you using the void to deal with me? That's really amazing."
