The icy wind passed through the hall gate, making a whirring sound.
Young Powell was standing in front of the hall in gray armor, covered with ice all over his body. He doesn't feel cold in the low temperature, let alone feel that he is weird, but feels chilly and very comfortable.
In the middle of the hall, a statue of the goddess of winter was erected. It was a fierce girl with long crystal hair and made of ice and snow. She wielded a sharp frozen battle axe and rushed to the ground in a jumping position.
Around the goddess of winter, everything is frozen. Although it has only weak divine power, it is the patron saint of the Northland and the object of faith of the Phils family. It's just that Ouluer's temper is not very good...
"The goddess is cold, and we must repay it with great awe. In the cold wind, love, sentiment, and glory are extremely ridiculous. Only those who are close to the cold can get the gift from the goddess' chuckle."
A rickety old man standing in front of the idol, his original tall physique has already grown old, and at this moment, he is like a candle in the cold wind, and may fall at any time. But his voice was extremely cold, spreading to all directions with the wind.
Young Powell bent over in an extremely humble posture listening to the old man's teachings. There are still many people in front of him, everyone is holding the ice in their hands and praying silently. The colder they were, the more they were in pain, the more they couldn't let go.
Among those who hold the ice is Louis Fils, the actual controller of Banshee Castle. It was he who took the lead with the city lord guard to the temple, offering his ultimate devotion to the goddess of winter who ruled the north.
In front of the idol is Old Phils, a strong man who has ruled the North for more than ten years and is at the end of his life. Young Powell stood behind the crowd and looked up carefully. The old man's sharp eyes quickly locked on him, casting cold light.
Little Powell quickly lowered his head and prayed to the goddess while holding a piece of ice, with the intention of gaining favor from the gods. At this moment, he has deviated from the faith of the god of justice, Tier, and turned to the embrace of winter.
At the moment he changed his faith, Powell felt more relaxed than ever before. Ollur's teachings are cold and deadly, without any silent tenderness, free from any moral constraints, and only talk about the ultimate benefits. This is very suitable for sophisticated egoists.
When the cold wind surrounded him, young Powell felt that he felt real power. It was this power that allowed him to regain his self-confidence, willingly to sacrifice his life for the Phils family.
The ice you hold is larger than the palm of your hand, and you must rely on your body temperature to turn it into snow. Someone in the city's main guard soon couldn't hold on, and the bitter cold made people tremble. Old Phils, who was standing under the idol, would wave his hand and drive the man out of the temple.
Little Powell clenched his teeth, holding on to the idea of making his arms frozen. But the goddess of Winter has never been sympathetic, and those who fail the test without giving up will really be frozen and lose their limbs and even their lives.
After persisting for a long time, the ice in Powell's hands showed no signs of melting, it was still cold and hard. However, his palm turned black and purple because of the low temperature, like a dead body. This situation made him feel bad.
Holding the ice is a test, and you can't get a promotion if you don't pass it. Once this opportunity is lost...
A palm was slapped on Powell's shoulder. With warmth flowing into the body, young Powell regained consciousness while holding Bing's palm, and instantly felt a sharp tingling pain from his skin and flesh. He looked back and saw that it was Master Bank of the Wizarding Group.
The strongest wizard in the North, the guardian of the Banshee Fort, the truly wise, gray-haired Master Banker has a series of tall titles. He is proficient in the prophecy arcane, and claims to have a pair of eyes that see through the essence of things.
Young Powell didn't understand why he was taken by the head of the wizarding group, and he didn't understand why the other party favored him and persuaded him to change to Ollur. But now it seems that Bank treats him very well.
The warm current that Bank gave was a great help to Powell Mo, his hands began to heat up, and the ice cubes quickly melted into liquid water. When the whole test passed, he felt the god's eyes turned to stare at himself, and his blood instantly became cold.
The power of the cold winter runs through the body.
The Frozen Knight, a unique profession in the Church of Ollur, a cold-blooded slayer, a spreader of cold and cold wind, and a person who'embrace frost'.
Today’s test is to select elites from the city’s main guard to form the'banshee' knights. There were more than two hundred people who took part in the test, and less than 50 people passed the test.
Those who can join the "Banshee" Knight Order will be funded by the Phils family, will have a bigger and better territory, more slaves and servants, all weapons and equipment will be distributed uniformly, no longer need to personally prepare.
The most important thing is that each member of the Knight Order will receive the same status as the members of the Wizarding Order. For Wufu who has always been ridiculed as "only muscles but no brains", this is a huge improvement in status.
After being promoted, Powell would like to thank Master Bank. He knew very well that without the help of the other party, he would never join the Knights. But when he looked around, he found that Bank was nowhere to be seen, as well as Old Phils.
"Powell." A call came from behind. Louis Fils approached slowly with an indifferent and arrogant face. He is not the city lord of Banshee Fort yet, but he has acted for the city lord's affairs and is also the head of the newly formed knights.
Young Powell felt flattered to be called by this big man. He hurriedly stood sideways, bowed his head and replied, "Your Excellency, what do you want?"
Louis Fils looked around for a few moments, still stern, and said coldly: "I've heard about your family's affairs."
Young Powell's head was lower and his heart restless. He didn't tell the truth about the family tragedy. This is easily detected by the'Detect Lie' spell. This is why he didn't understand why he was still treated kindly by Master Banker.
Prophecy wizards are best at identifying authenticity.
In fact, there is no need for these superiors to take care of a down-and-out knight child. Powell is likely to become a wandering adventurer, wandering around the Northland looking for opportunities, and living a wandering and lonely life.
But Master Bank gave little Powell the opportunity, recommended him to inherit the Powell family's knighthood, and helped him join the'banshee' knights. Louis Fils, who now controls the whole city, also took the initiative to look for him, which made him even more surprised and happy.
Young Powell wanted to squeeze out a few tears to express his sadness, but Louis Fils waved his hand and shouted: "For your family affairs, let's end this. Tell me about that Victor Hugo. I heard that You know him very well."
Victor Hugo? Little Powell really doesn't know how to talk about it. He is indeed more familiar with the riser in the Black Forest than most people. But if you are familiar with it, you really can't talk about it. It was just Louis Fils who asked, and he had to answer.
The two of them walked out of the temple with their entourage one after another. Young Powell followed, starting from joining the crusade team to the Harmony Village, until he was defeated and retreated to the family village. Only when it comes to Zhou Qingfeng's sudden call to the door...
"Why did Victor Hugo bother your family?" Louis Fils asked suddenly.
Young Powell hesitated immediately, not knowing how to answer, do you want to talk about his "father" is actually a descendant of demons
Louis Fils did not wait for an answer, and asked again: "I have sent people to your family territory and found some surviving villagers. According to their description, it is different from what you said."
Young Powell was even more horrified. He hated himself for not waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to leave the village after Mao killed his carbine and killed all the damn villagers. Now he was completely speechless, as if he had a bowel movement in his mouth.
Louis Fils still didn't wait for any explanation from Jr. Powell, and continued coldly: "I recently received some clues that the demon Victor Hugo in your mouth is in our Banshee Fort."
Little Powell became cold and sweaty, as if a catastrophe was imminent.
Louis Fils was very satisfied with his appearance, stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, and said: "You only need to know, I know you well. But as long as you have enough loyalty to me, I don't care about your past. "
"Yes, yes, I am absolutely loyal." Young Powell pressed his shoulders down, as if he was carrying a huge boulder on his back, "I must serve you."
"Very good." The corner of Louis Fils's mouth turned up, and he patted Powell's shoulder again, "I need you to deal with Victor Hugo."