The cold wind blows in waves, and snow and ice can be seen everywhere on the streets and alleys.
Snowflakes have been flying in the air for an unknown amount of time without stopping.
Just like the name of this country.
It's winter here from beginning to end.
Because the god of this country controls the power of ice and snow.
His name is, God of Ice.
The tall city lord's palace was covered with a silver-white coat.
A height of several tens of meters is also rare on the Teyvat continent.
And this can fully prove the strength of the country.
Today is a special day.
Somewhere in the palace, a man with yellow hair finally pushed open the heavy door.
He was wearing a heavy and luxurious coat, and even though the red high-collar lining blocked his neck, it did not affect the visual tallness of the man at all.
If there are people from Liyue here, they will definitely be surprised.
This man is no one else.
He is the diplomat who has been with Liyue for many years.
Dadalia.
It's not surprising that he should appear here.
But 'here' does not refer to this palace.
Rather, it refers to the winter kingdom.
As Dadalia, the full-time diplomat of the Winter Kingdom and Liyue, it is absolutely normal to appear in the Winter Kingdom.
But he shouldn't be here.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Dadalia said.
He closed his eyes gently and lowered his head slightly, perhaps only about ten degrees.
As a belated apology, this is enough.
Especially when facing these people in front of me.
The moment he opened the door, everyone in the room had already turned their attention to this side.
"Since [Master] is here, let's get started."
A little old man with eyes said.
He was leaning on a cane, wearing the same luxurious cloak as Dadalia, and a top hat on his head.
The appearance of the 'old man' is just a look.
If you take a closer look, you can see that except for his beard and the gray hair peeking out from the corners of his top hat, and his very short height, there seems to be no sign of being old.
His skin is smooth, his posture is straight, and under his round lenses are a pair of piercing eyes that seem to penetrate everything.
Dadalia nodded slightly again.
Inside the magnificent palace, the light is slightly dim.
There was only a little moonlight coming in from the window and the shadow of the snowflakes, flickering.
Dadalia stepped forward.
Sit down on the long bench near the door.
This was true even though everyone except him seemed to be standing.
After all, it's the same as before.
He is no different from the other people in this room.
But there is a person who seems to be just like Dadalia.
However, he sat opposite Dadalia.
It is also the innermost side of the entire main hall.
The darkness blocked his face, but could not block his strong figure.
In front of him, there is a small table.
There was nothing else on the table but a chessboard.
International chess.
The chessboard is not important.
Even the people who control the chessboard have become somewhat redundant.
Because the flag is too bright.
A 'Queen' radiating blue light.
There is also a ‘chariot’ that glows yellow.
Those are two hearts of gods.
Just one appearance is enough to cause waves on the continent of Teyvat.
But on this small chessboard, two appeared at the same time.
"Sages think they know everything, but we will understand the morality behind those foolish actions."
The man in the dark spoke.
His voice was old and hoarse.
But it reveals a kind of majesty.
Suddenly, the chess piece moved.
Don't even know who operated it.
A horse knocked down a soldier.
There was a sound of "dang", and I recalled it in the palace.
"In a war situation, there is no such thing as abandonment"
"Because [checkmate] is not the focus of this chess game."
The atmosphere in the palace suddenly became more solemn.
A fiery red crystal butterfly flew out of nowhere and landed on the fallen flag.
"We are gathered here today to commemorate our good companions."
The next second, the 'old man' spoke.
"Her sacrifice is worth a full half-day stoppage for the entire winter to remember."
His words were calm and calm, and his tone was moderate and gentle.
It seemed like he was really mourning for his companion.
But some people seemed to disagree with him.
"A full half day?"
The voice came from another man dressed as an executive.
He has curly hair and wears half-rim glasses with pendants.
Smiling.
Seems to be really kind.
"It is said that the Northland Bank's turnover is blood, tears and screams, but Mr. Mayor, your values are even more twisted than a banker like me."
He was equally calm and indifferent.
But with a hint of femininity.
It is this trace of femininity that makes people feel inexplicably creepy.
But a woman leaning against a pillar snorted slightly.
She took a step forward and stepped out of the darkness.
The thin light hit her short white and black hair.
What was reflected was a different pair of pupils.
Generally, eyes and pupils have two colors.
But she is not.
She has no pupils.
Only eyes.
In the black eyes, there is a red X-shaped symbol painted on it.
"Rosalyn's death in a strange land should be unimaginable to you rich businessmen and politicians who lack empathy and only find excuses to hide in winter."
The woman spoke.
For a moment, the entire main hall became quiet again.
Including the ‘mayor’ just now.
And the 'banker' who was full of blood and tears.
The woman was not polite at all.
There was a little bit of anger in her words:
"In that case, keep your mouth shut, otherwise the children will cry."
"Hey, hey."
Suddenly, Dadalia spoke.
He seemed to be a changed person.
His eyes became ruthless and his words became cold.
Because here, he is the [gongzi].
Dadalia ignored everything in front of her:
"Even I feel that this is not the right place for an argument."
"Hehehehe"
From the other end of the room, there was gentle laughter.
A beautiful girl seems to be held by a Titan-like robot.
"It's ridiculous to put these meaningless questions aside for now."
"The puppet was right."
Beside the girl, a man said.
He has an equally burly figure, wearing a helmet-like mask with a hollow center.
But when I peeked through the hollow in the middle of the mask, I could only see a strange darkness.
"Although the means tarnished the glory, Loefat's sacrifice is still regrettable."
"regret?"
But suddenly, the man sitting in the back spoke.
He stood up.
Come out of the darkness.
His expression was as cold as ice.
Wearing half of his mask, he scanned the people in front of him with cold eyes.
"Loefat's body has not been recovered. Can any of you be sure that Loefat is dead?"