Protos Empire Northern Border.

Dandelon City, located between the Northern Border Province and the Snowfield Province of the Empire, sits on a short, snow-covered plain nestled between two majestic mountain ranges.

This independent town is shrouded in ice and snow for most of the seasons, with shorter hours of sunlight. Like most towns in the Northern Border, the nights are longer than the days.

Due to the abundance of resources in the surrounding area, scholars, hunters, prospectors, adventurers, and other travelers from the Snowfield Province often stop here to rest.

Standing next to a small square in the center of the town, a three-story building constructed of dark wood and gray stone features a conical roof covered with thick white snow, resembling a silver-white cloak. Wooden wind chimes hang from the eaves, swaying in the wind and occasionally emitting dry chimes.

This is the best inn in town, and this is a spacious room on the third floor.

No matter how windy and snowy it is outside, the space inside is quiet under the soft natural light.

Occasionally, the sound of pages turning can be heard near the round, high-legged wooden table.

Other than that, the only more subtle sound is the breathing of Sigrid coming from inside the thick comforter on the bed.

Her face looked unguarded, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

After an unchanging period of time, she finally slowly opened her eyes.

Because the winters in the Northern Border are very cold, most of the interior decorations in these towns use logs or solid colors to create a warm atmosphere.

Sigrid quickly saw the elegant figure sitting in a chair not far away, holding a book in one hand, like an old headmaster.

In the dim light, he looked particularly tall, wearing a traditional dark suit, his coat smooth and straight, still as meticulous as ever, his lowered eyes deep, with a combination of vicissitudes and understanding.

His left hand held the spine of the book steadily, and after a long time, he gently turned the pages with one hand, the sound particularly clear in the wooden house.

The whole world seemed to be between the pages of his book.

He slowly turned his head.

"Cat Boss went out to buy groceries."

Lan Qi probably knew that Sigrid's hazy eyes meant she was hungry, but lunch wasn't ready yet.

Although you can directly buy lunch in the town's shops, Cat Boss said that buying outside food is unhealthy and that the food it makes is balanced.

Now that Sid, who was seriously injured and not yet recovered, needed to recuperate, Cat Boss began to be less afraid of her and began to take care of her.

Even if Sigrid didn't say it, Cat Boss knew that she was a hundred times more resilient than she looked.

The wounds on her body were not completely healed, but were constantly offset between regeneration and rupture, and she had to endure unimaginable pain at all times. An ordinary human would not be able to do this without changing their expression.

"Alas, without strength, I feel like my body has become so heavy, I can't move because of the quilt."

Sigrid nestled in the warm comforter and said softly.

The last time she fell asleep, the sky was still dark, and now it was daytime.

She now sleeps for a full ten hours a day because of the cold weather, and after falling asleep, she becomes unconscious and has no alertness at all.

Every day, in order to let her rest peacefully, the Holy Son and the little black cat try their best to find a town to rest.

You wouldn't notice it while standing on the street, but lying in the house and looking out the window, you can see that the fluttering snowflakes are very beautiful.

Believe that these cotton-like snowflakes will soon turn the town white.

"Sleep if you're sleepy, I'll wake you up when Cat Boss finishes cooking."

The weather is not suitable for traveling.

In the months at the end and beginning of the year in the northern part of the empire, far more northern residents die from the weather than from bandits and magical beasts.

"Okay."

Sigrid shrank into the quilt and murmured softly, half-covering her face.

The Holy Son's already gentle voice was even more like a lullaby at this time.

She closed her eyes, but didn't seem to fall asleep immediately.

"Holy Son, can you use that big explosion again?"

Sigrid knew that the little black cat was very timid, so she didn't ask when the little black cat was around.

The further forward they go, the closer they should be to the blockade line of the Annihilation Branch.

Even reaching the Snowfield Province is full of difficulties, not to mention Hox Mountain Province and breaking through the northern blockade.

But on the bright side, this guy is the governor of the Snowfield Province, and the Annihilation Bishop probably never dreamed that the true identity of the Hegemon Holy Son would be the governor of the Snowfield Province.

As long as they reach the Snowfield Province, it will be somewhat Lan Qi's home field.

"It will take more than twenty days to recover."

Lan Qi took out the orange epic card without any hesitation and showed Sigrid the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf], which was still recovering.

Now the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] is in an unusable state. Every time it uses self-destruction, it will be in self-repair for a month after the explosion.

And the non-bound encapsulated purple rare cards that were blown up by it were all gone.

Even if it can be used again, I am afraid there is no raw material comparable to Uranium 235 like the [Abyssal Black Worm], and he does not have many other fuels on hand.

"Then can you beat a Tier 6 now?"

In the past, Sigrid felt that with her around, the Holy Son's combat power at Tier 4, 5, and 6 didn't matter. Now that her Holy Son has become the mainstay, she finally felt that the difference between Tier 4, 5, and 6 was quite big.

"I have a way to deal with Tier 5, but I can't beat Tier 6."

If there was that Sid who was comparable to Tier 5, the two of them could work together to defeat a weaker Tier 6.

But if it is a top Tier 6 like the Destruction Saintess or the Annihilation Holy Son, there is no way to fight head-on.

Although the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] is strong, the cooldown for self-destruction is indeed too long.

The [Great Love Poet] is not at hand either. Now it feels like there is not much difference whether she is there or not, and she is not here, it is really a lot cleaner.

It can only be said that the original Talia is just like that, and the pirated version made based on her is even more useless.

If I use the Great Love Poet as fuel for the Nuclear Fusion Wolf in the future, it seems like a good idea. Then she can be quiet for a month, killing two birds with one stone.

But if I do that, maybe she will never listen to me again in the future.

"If the Annihilation Holy Son finds us, how will you fight?"

Sigrid knew how strong her former Hegemon Saintess was, and the Annihilation Holy Son who could defeat her was even stronger.

"Then I can only ask for divine help."

Lan Qi sighed and closed the book in his hand.

Sigrid couldn't understand what Lan Qi meant by "asking for divine help" for a while.

But she could probably feel that he didn't need the consent of the god being asked to help.

"Then I want to see who you can ask out when the time comes."

That's how her Holy Son is, he didn't panic when facing the Annihilation Bishop and the black-robed men, and now he is still standing still despite being surrounded by thousands of enemies.

Although following him feels a bit like life and death are uncertain, she surprisingly feels it's not bad.

These are all his plus points.

(End of this chapter)