Monileka, the capital of the Land of Frost.
This country is located in the extremely cold land of the mainland, and is covered by frost and snow all year round, and the capital Monileka is no exception.
The ancient city ushered in a grand celebration today to celebrate the 23rd birthday of Sheir, the twelfth prince of the Land of Frost.
Hundreds of knights in silver-white armor stood on both sides of the road in front of the entire palace, and a young man with long silver-gray hair walked slowly towards the palace along the road.
The young man turned his head to look behind the knight, where the nobles of the Land of Frost gathered, and the screams of the girls could be vaguely heard wherever the young man could see.
He withdrew his gaze and slowly walked towards the end of the road, where sat the king of the Land of Frost.
"Father." He watched the king, who was over a hundred years old, kneel down halfway.
"Sheyer." The king's voice sounded a little weak, but still full of majesty. "You have passed the trials of the ancient frost spirits and have been recognized by them... Your birth is for the nation of frost, It is a great gift from our ancestors."
The king slowly stood up from the throne, and the servant next to him handed over a long sword to the king.
The king picked up the long sword inlaid with ice blue spar that exudes cold air, and gently placed it on Prince Sheier's shoulder.
"I appointed you as the commander of the Second Army of the Allied Army today! Go to the endless icefields for more honor! Bring endless glory back to the Land of Frost!"
"As ordered."
Prince Sheier raised his hands and solemnly took the long sword.
This is a blessing ceremony. After two months, the Land of Frost will send a coalition army to the Demon Realm to exterminate those dangerous demons.
He will go to battle as the vanguard of the Land of Frost.
The blessing ceremony did not last long. After the ceremony, the king held a grand banquet in the palace to celebrate the birthday of the twelfth prince Sheir.
But when those noble ladies wanted to find the figure of the protagonist Prince Sheil at the banquet, he had long since disappeared.
"You shouldn't be running here alone, your sisters are looking for you."
A wizard wearing a caster's robe found Prince Sheir who was hiding in the corner of the palace.
After finding Prince Sheir, the wizard threw him a bottle of Volta in his hand.
"I just feel a little uncomfortable."
Prince Sheil was staying right next to the hall where the banquet was being held, where the view of the hall could be seen through a very small window.
He looked at the girls in the hall who were wearing long court dresses and smeared thick white powder on their faces and sighed silently.
"You've been in the Land of Frost for three years and still haven't gotten used to it?" The mage said, standing beside Prince Sheil with a bottle of the same Volt.
"But I grew up in Nolan." Prince Sheil opened the seal of the Volt in his hand, and after smelling the pungent smell, he threw it aside with some disgust. "Even if the next three years are in In the land of frost, I can't adapt to the various customs of this country."
"But you are the prince of the Land of Frost, and you are the prince most likely to become the king's heir," said the mage.
"I never wanted to be a king, I just wanted to prevent those dangerous demons from attacking and threatening the people of this country." Prince Sheil suddenly raised his head and looked at the mage beside him.
"When I came to the Land of Frost, I stayed in the Endless Plain for a while, and there I saw the wreckage of countless villages, burned houses and corpses that had become dead bones, and even the corpses of many children." Shay Prince Er said that his clasped hands trembled slightly, and there was an emotion called anger in his silver-gray pupils.
"I don't want to see that... tragic scene again."
"Then I can only wish you success in repelling those demons, Prince Sheil."
In order to appease the prince's anger, the mage raised his glass and greeted Prince Sheir slightly. He took out a wooden box and handed it to Prince Sheir.
"This is?"
Prince Sheir held this wooden box, which was engraved with a powerful magic seal. When Sheir touched the seal, the lines engraved on it emitted a dim light and disappeared instantly.
"The gift from your mentor, Rursk, is also the reason why I went all the way to the Land of Frost, where Rursk said 'there's something inside that makes you feel like you're back on the streets of Nolan,'" he said.
"Back to the streets of Nolan?"
After Prince Sheil came to the Land of Frost, he had no chance to return to his real hometown of Nolan due to various constraints.
Although he is the prince of the Land of Frost, he is essentially a spellcaster from Nolan.
"It's time for me to leave," said the mage.
Sheir did not keep his friend, and after watching him leave the room, Prince Sheir opened the dusty wooden box in front of him.
Inside the wooden box are neatly placed an original spar and a leaf that exudes strong vitality, and a folded small note is placed beside these two items.
Prince Sheil picked up the small note, which briefly described the use of these two things.
He picked up the original spar and put it in the palm of his hand and crushed it gently. A large number of inscriptions poured out from the fragments of the original spar, and then poured into Prince Sheier's body again.
A transparent interface appeared in front of Prince Sheil's eyes.
"Magic Web?"
Prince Sheier learned the name of this "interface" according to the instructions on the note, and then he gently held the leaf of the World Tree according to the instructions on the note.
The signal in the lower right corner of the magic net interface instantly changed from gray to full.
"What is this? The new magic invented by the mentor?" Prince Sheil touched the transparent interface in front of him, and a lot of doubts poured into his heart, but he still followed the instructions on the note.
"The next step is to sign up for the caster forum."
Prince Sheil showed his inhuman talent at this moment. He learned the general control method of the magic net according to the brief tutorial on the note, and completed the registration of the magic net in just over ten minutes.
When filling in the Leynet username, Prince Sheil hesitated for a moment, then wrote "Frost Owl".
The word frost is the prefix of his country, and the owl is his mentor's favorite animal.
Prince Sheil finished filling in all the information, and after pressing the OK button... A lot of text occupied his field of vision.
"Firefly Forest Frog Team! Urgently need the help of a spellcaster specializing in voodoo, and intend to invite the Stone Hammer Tavern on Squirrel Street!" Posted by: Black Glasses.
"About the collective breeding of flame lizards, there are three points that all breeders must pay attention to." Posted by: a poor alchemist.
"Big news! The man in yellow is going to the Forum of the Sages today!" Posted by: Gray and White Owl.
Prince Sheil looked at the pile of text on it, as well as some of Nolan's "landscapes" floating by from time to time.
Just looking at it with his eyes, he really felt like he was on the streets of Nolan.