I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 557

Chapter 557 Chapter 15 Frost War (Part 2)
Miss Verafia hesitated for a moment, looking at the expectant expression on Ophi’s little face, and nodded in agreement, sitting opposite him.
Her slender fingertips lightly touched the frost-white war chess pieces, the sensation like real ice and snow.
She controlled the war chess pieces of the Frost Calamity. The victory condition was to destroy all human cities while protecting the survival of the North Wind Witch, and to dye the entire continent with the will of the Frost God.
Although the Frost Witch possessed powerful offense and defense and could summon the blizzard natural disaster, she was alone. Manipulating the summoned Frost Scion incarnation would consume a large amount of action points, and the human faction also had Witch Hunters who specialized in fighting her.
Although Miss Verafia was not very familiar with this set of war chess, her first impression was that the Frost Calamity side, led by the North Wind Witch, would have stronger strength in the early stage, while humans relied on their eight great cities, most of the continent’s land and population, and clearly had greater war potential.
“Should I take advantage of the early combat power to destroy human cities as much as possible, damage their subsequent potential, and even end the game directly…?”
After thinking for a moment, the first war chess piece Miss Verafia moved was a piece representing a “Frost Calamity Worshipper.”
“Oh, Young Lady didn’t consider a direct attack and chose to place a Frost Calamity Worshipper first?”
The young man opposite her raised an eyebrow and smiled, as he began his own preparations, planning his response to the girl.
The position of “Frost Calamity Worshipper” simulates traitors within humanity who worship the Frost God. According to the setting, they lurk within humanity and may hold high positions. Their ultimate pursuit is to have the “Frost God” devour all life and land, realizing their eternity.
However, in terms of gameplay, any placed “Frost Calamity Worshipper” cannot escape the sight of the opposing player. Thus, it is simulated through in-game mechanics such as prohibiting attacks or forcing actions after a determination.
The girl and the young man opposite her spent over an hour on the chessboard, deducing the war between humans and the Frost God. The two young men on the opposite side were indeed not weak opponents. Their precise calculations repeatedly put Miss Verafia at a significant disadvantage.
They even took advantage of her momentary lapse in troop deployment for an offensive, almost directly beheading Miss Verafia’s North Wind Witch with a Witch Hunter. If she hadn’t been extremely lucky, rolling three consecutive critical successes, she might have already lost the game if she hadn’t managed to corrupt a human legion through a “Frost Calamity Worshipper.”
Even though humans suffered the loss of most of their legions and nearly half their territory due to the failure of the campaign, they did not surrender. Instead, they held out in their cities with defensive legions, delaying the time to rebuild the Witch Hunters and Expeditionary Forces, and even establish the Church’s white-robed knights.
In the end, the human side was still capable of crossing the snow country and launching a surprise attack on her vulnerable Frost God core, forcing Miss Verafia to stake everything. She had the North Wind Witch participate in the siege of Vinash, the last major human city, despite the risks.
—Finally, after sacrificing more than half of her Frost Scions and with the cooperation of the Frost Calamity Worshippers, she managed to force her way into humanity’s last city before her Frost God core was breached.
“Hoo… it’s finally over. But, this young lady won!”
She reached out to wipe away the faint sweat on her forehead. Although this mental exertion made her current body somewhat tired, Miss Verafia’s slightly flushed little face displayed a rare joy, and her gold eyes held a look of excitement.
Even as a goddess, a victory in a human game brought such unadulterated happiness after so long… Or was it because she had overcome difficulties and achieved success through her own efforts, thus receiving more feedback?
Miss Verafia tilted her little head, thinking to herself.
However, these thoughts did not prevent her from enjoying the happy mood. Miss Verafia gleefully stood up from the stool, but her little head suddenly bumped into an elbow.
“Oof!”
Miss Verafia covered her head with her little hand, and raised her eyes to look at the black-haired young man who kept apologizing. Her gold eyes blinked: “Ig? When did you get here?”
“When Young Lady was still playing the game… I didn’t want to disturb you then, so I didn’t make a sound,” Ig said with a smile, looking at the girl.
Miss Verafia tilted her little head slightly, recalling that she really didn’t notice Ig’s arrival. Was it because she was too focused?
She couldn’t help but raise her little face. Ophi beside her quickly shook her head, indicating it wasn’t her fault, and that Ig had told her not to remind her.
“We’re already this close… why would you still worry about disturbing me?”
Miss Verafia grabbed his wrist, and her slender delicate body naturally nestled beside Ig. To hide her shyness, she pouted her lips and pretended to be angry, chiding him playfully.
Looking at the girl’s slightly flushed, even more beautiful and moving jade-like face, even though Ig had become accustomed to the girl’s increasingly clingy childlike demeanor in recent days, his heart couldn’t help but be stirred. He reached out and ruffled the little head under her fine silk hair.
“It was my fault… I should have told Young Lady in advance.”
Miss Verafia’s jade lips curved slightly, showing a satisfied expression.
Ig smiled and turned to the other young man, thanking him: “Thank you for playing with Veer… I haven’t seen Young Lady this happy in a long time.”
In recent days, although the girl had been very attached to him, her low mood had made Ig feel very upset, yet he had to smile in front of her.
Now, feeling the joy within the girl, Ig couldn’t help but smile.
“It is we who should be thanking Miss Verafia for playing with us,” the young man with glasses replied with a smile, standing up. He couldn’t help but become curious about the relationship between the black-haired young man in front of him and this sickly young lady.
Ig also used a respectful title for the girl, calling her “Young Lady”… however, their relationship was very intimate. The girl’s dependence on him and the surprise that flashed in her gold eyes when she saw Ig were undeniable.
“Could it be that this Young Lady really eloped with Ig and came to our ship?”
The sailor muttered to himself, “Looking at it this way, Miss Verafia’s family must have considerable power on the continent, forcing them to not even dare to go to Langgeate, but to risk crossing the northern ice ocean with us.”
Miss Verafia was naturally unaware of what the sailor was thinking. She was holding the young man’s arm and about to say something when her head suddenly felt dizzy, causing her to lean against Ig’s shoulder.
“What’s wrong, Young Lady?”
Her small hand was suddenly grasped by the young man, and his voice revealed a trace of worry. Ig seemed to recall something, and his expression suddenly changed: “Could it be, Young Lady…?”
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Feeling like no one is watching… (self-deprecating)