Observer Fortress, Oak Square.

As the evening approached, the heavy snow that had fallen weakened for the day, but the strong wind was still there; the square was crowded with people, and floating lanterns made by craftsmen slowly lit up, illuminating the winter scenery near the large square at the junction of the inner city and the outer city.

This is one of the rare days in the winter in the northern country when people still go out.

Amid the warm cheers of the Kutlins, the Cold Day celebration slowly kicked off.

A large platform was built early in the northeast corner of the square.

At this time, the sky was dim and the lighting of the lanterns was actually very limited. Fortunately, there were two huge pillars on both sides of the platform, and two huge iron basins with strange shapes were placed at the top of the columns. The [Immortal Flame] was burning in the iron basin.

These two immortal flames illuminate the vicinity of the square as bright as day.

The residents of the Lookout Fortress were no strangers to these two groups of human-shaped flames, and some enthusiasts even gave them names.

The human-shaped flame on the left is called Poseidon. It is usually relatively cold and doesn't like to pay attention to others. It just sits silently in the brazier. Only the rash children run under the pillar and shout at it. Poseidon usually pretends to be very ferocious and uses the flame to scare those little kids. It is quite effective at first, but later the naughty children find that the flames given by Poseidon are not only not harmful, but have the effect of enhancing their physique. More and more children come over to find trouble for Poseidon.

This made the cold and immortal flame very helpless and simply hid for most of the time; it was not until most parents began to deliberately restrict their children from trouble with the great Lord Poseidon that it began to show up again.

Poseidon looked in a good mood today. Before the celebration began, a large group of children were already surrounded. It stood in the brazier and performed some magic tricks for the children, which caused cheers.

The human-shaped flame on the right is called Carrel. Compared to Poseidon, it is more lively, but with a cunning and detachment similar to humans, it likes pranks very much. Even the guards who are resident often complain about Lord Carrel's tricky ideas. Naturally, the children dare not go to trouble this prank king.

At this moment, looking at the large number of children surrounding Poseidon, Carrel pretended to be very angry, and there were crackling sounds in the brazier, as if a big conspiracy was brewing.

The people below also pretended to be worried, as if they were really worried about Lord Carrell's mood.

But many people laughed with kindness.

After being together for so long, everyone knows that both Poseidon and Kerill, these two human-shaped flames from the Lava Tyrant Kingdom are very kind-hearted. Their significance to the Observer Fortress is obviously not as simple as celebratory lighting. In the previous battle with the demons, they fought until the oil was exhausted. If Evelyn hadn't finally ventured into the Lava Tyrant's territory again and stole a few drops of ancient lamp oil, they might have entered a long-term dormant form.

Now, the two Immortal Flames seem to be energetic. The ancient lamp oil in the brazier is enough for them to burn for a long time, and even if it is heavy snow, it will not affect it.

They are actually one of the many changes that Evelyn brought to the Ice Wind.

As a powerful spellcaster, Evelyn has had many adventures since she was a child; these adventures and Caesar's blood did not make her become introverted and weird, but her relatively cheerful personality gave her more willingness to communicate with ordinary people.

She placed her adventure partners in her youth on the fortress's traffic routes as a bold and meaningful attempt. At first, everyone was afraid of these two flame creatures who could not speak but looked like humans; but later, the Kutling people fell in love with these two magic creatures with different personalities.

Just as they gradually loved this new arrival of lord.

At this moment, the celebration has not yet begun, and many people are already calling out the name of His Highness Evelyn.

This is completely different from the celebrations in previous years.

The Kutlings never accepted a leader from another place so much.

They waved the flags in their hands excitedly. Some people stood on tiptoe and looked over the platform, trying to find Evelyn near the VIP seat, but there were too many people on both sides of the platform, and most of them could only see dense figures.

Geralt was right in the middle of the crowd, he was sore all over his body, but he could still feel the joy of the people nearby.

The black cat complained wildly in his ears.

According to their previous itinerary, they should leave the Fortress of Lookout this morning; what Quelras said to Geralt made the latter a little confused and hurt. Since everything was just a misunderstanding, returning to his own parish early is what a qualified goddess and priest should do.

But unfortunately, they did not find Grey.

As a result, things became awkward. Whether it was Geralt or Black Cat, although they had their own shortcomings, they were also very self-aware: without Grey, they would never be able to walk back to Wildfire City alive.

In desperation, they could only stay in the muffin hotel, waiting for the news of the advanced mercenaries.

During this period, they came over to participate in the lively celebration of the Cold Day celebration with the advice of the hotel owner, but they didn't expect that they could not go back here. The crowd carried them forward, and Geralt, who was tall and big, was fine, but the black cat was almost trampled to death several times!

"Damn it! I'm going to be pinched! Geralt, grab me!"

The black cat grabbed Geralt's neck irritably and almost bleeded a blood mark on his neck. The latter couldn't help rolling his eyes, grabbed the black cat, and said angrily: "If it weren't for your strange intuition, we wouldn't have left the hotel!"

"What about now? Is that dangerous intuition still there?"

His voice was very low.

The black cat is silent.

Geralt sighed, and sure enough, he still believed in this guy's instinct too much.

When he was in the hotel, the black cat was irritable and secretly told Geralt that he felt the danger approaching. Geralt originally did not believe it because he was a foreigner and had no reason to have enemies here.

But due to Black Cat's repeated emphasis and Grey's delay in appearing, he also had a little doubt, so he took the Black Cat out when the hotel owner mentioned the celebration of the cold day.

If there is really danger, it should be better in public, right?

Although they are all pagans, Geralt does not feel that if he encounters threats, the residents of Bingfengling will turn a blind eye to the streets.

As a result, they encountered a crowd as soon as they went on the street.

It wasn't until this time that he had the chance to take a breath.

"The danger is gone." The black cat said with a little puzzled look: "Is it my illusion?"

"It's your illusion!" Geralt said depressedly: "I would have rested in the hotel if I had known it."

"But I really feel that someone is following us!" The black cat jumped to Geralt's head with some reluctance and looked around.

It tries to find the source of the previous danger.

"I have no enemies," Geralt shrugged and comforted it, "Forget it, I'm here anyway, so it's better to join in the fun."

"The teacher also seems to be here to host this celebration..."

In the last sentence, his tone was somewhat complicated.

The black cat looked around in annoyance and suddenly scratched Geralt's neck excitedly:

"I saw someone!"

Geralt was a little wary: "Who?"

"You will never believe it. We actually saw him here?"

The black cat grabbed Geralt's ear:

"Go over there!"

"It's the lord of Wildfire City with super charm!"

...

In the VIP seat.

All the famous families and noble families of the Lookout Fortress have arrived.

Evelyn has not appeared yet, but Xu Nan has settled in early.

Considering the secret of the cooperation between Bingfeng Ling and Anonymous City, he did not appear as the lord of Wildfire City, but attended this grand festival celebration as Evelyn's own friend.

Even inside the lord's mansion, only a few people with real power know Xu Nan's true identity.

This led to the fact that as soon as Xu Nan sat down, many curious eyes turned to him.

Some people also tried to come over to talk and grasp Xu Nan's background, but they were not sent away by Xu Nan's words on May Day.

In this way, Xu Nan's image in everyone's eyes became even more mysterious.

Considering the identity of "His Royal Highness Evelyn's friend", the possibility of Xu Nan being a powerful spellcaster has increased dramatically, and even a person with flexible thinking is remembered by the huge wizard small town Song, who was very popular some time ago!

But today's protagonist is not Xu Nan after all. These powerful people are curious at best and don't really focus on this aspect.

Xu Nan was not interested in them either. His eyes swept through the crowd, trying to find the people from the potential Ninth Manor, but this was obviously futile.

There are too many people in the audience. I am afraid that even the wanderers in the Shadow World will not be able to use stealth spells among so many people!

Xu Nan even suspected that if they came late, they might not be able to get in!

Is this an unexpected variable?

As early as this morning, Evelyn made the decision on the Little Jasmine incident.

She had informed the descendants of the Atsam family that they should be on the way to secretly contact each other. Most of the powerful people in the VIP seat were vaguely told about what might happen to the celebration today, and the power of the guards was doubled to prevent vicious riots in a while.

"This Mr. Quelras feels very unusual."

Not far away, on the edge of the platform, an old man in good clothes was leaning on a crutch, closing his eyes to rest.

That is the host of this celebration, the elder of the Ice Goddess Church, and is most likely Mr. Quelras, a divine magician who entered the legendary realm!

After learning that Quelras was Geralt's teacher, Xu Nan was actually a little surprised.

From Grey's mouth, Geralt also came to the Lookout Fortress; things became even more interesting.

Xu Nan did not think that the letter Grey said was a coincidence.

He always felt that behind all this, there was a mastermind behind it: it was possible whether it was the boss of the Shadow World or Quelras himself.

After all, after experiencing the battle of Lannis's Grand Secret Realm and the game of the Hell of the Heaven and Realm of Wildfire City, Xu Nan has already had a relatively keen sense of smell at this level.

What he cared more about was what kind of pawn Evelyn should play in this game that was suspected to be a game between the two sides?

"If I hadn't appeared, Elliot would have been very likely to succeed, after all, he had the support of the legend of the Shadow World behind him."

"But now, variables have emerged. In which direction will things go?"

"If people in the Shadow World want to act, they can only mix into the VIP seat, otherwise they will not have the chance to act in the crowd below. So, among these people, who are the people from the Ninth Manor?"

Xu Nan looked lazy and yawning, but in fact his thinking became highly active.
To be continued...