I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 626

Chapter 626: Chapter 84 Frost and Shadow
“Heh, Count Sirius’s guest… as expected, Miss Verafia is not as simple as the rumors say. What kind of identity will she have?”
Although the girl hid it very well, he could still see the unusualness she displayed when she handed the Mistetinn’s Staff to her.
Although that did not explain anything… including her deliberate mention of the Church’s Cardinal bringing the power to defeat the Frost Calamity, a tactic to probe him.
The corners of his mouth quirked into a smile.
Immediately, the knight pulled the cloak on his plate armor and turned around, walking towards one side of the city with the flame in the air remaining.
The clamor and noisy sounds echoed in the air. In his perception, they gradually faded like a tide. Kaino raised his head, his eyes still filled with the scene of Vinash City, but as if frozen by frost, a tall gray shadow appeared before him.
“Did you go to see the two people Azer brought back?” The voice of the gray shadow sounded dry and hoarse, like an accusation.
“I just happened to bump into her. I didn’t deliberately look for her.” Kaino shook his head, and a casual smile appeared on the corners of his handsome and feminine mouth. He flicked the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a few wisps of frost-colored ice crystals solidified on it, as if he were holding them in his palm.
Obviously, the knight’s answer did not satisfy the newcomer.
“You know, pointless contact will only make them vigilant.”
As if frowning hard, the gray figure’s voice was tinged with anger. Kaino raised his face indifferently, his fingers stroking the handle of the black sword he held, his mouth still smiling:
“Perhaps. Perhaps the girl will become suspicious, perhaps she will even tell our Count, but what significance does that have for you and us? The Fire Saint’s Cardinal has already arrived in Vinash City.”
The gray figure fell silent. The brief calm was like the sound of wind blowing under a cold moon… The other party suddenly raised his face: “What did you see?”
“Nothing particularly important.”
Even though he knew that if he didn’t answer correctly, this black shadow would draw his sword and kill him himself.
Kaino, however, seemed not to be worried at all, showing a defiant smile, as if he didn’t care about life or death. He touched his chest plate with one hand, as if infused with cold, and it pierced his hand like ice.
Only when the murderous intent in the other party’s eyes gradually faded did he raise his face: a slight smile on his face:
“As you said, this girl’s identity seems to be extraordinary. She also asked me about the weapons the Church has prepared for the Frost Calamity. Moreover… Miss Verafia seems to have a considerable interest in the staff of the Fire Saint.”
After a long silence, the gray figure slowly raised his head: “I know. You may go.”
Kaino showed a somewhat arrogant smile, bowed exaggeratedly to the figure, and turned to leave. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and he turned back, licking his lips. A smile contorted his handsome face: “My Lord, don’t worry… Azer, I will take him down tomorrow.”
The tall gray figure remained in place, his gaze seemingly indifferent. Only when Kaino’s footsteps gradually receded did he raise his iron-gray pupils again.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew: “Are you lamenting the arrogance of this child of frost, or are you unable to bear the thought of that young man not being looked after?”
The sudden voice sounded like the friction of rusted armor, or like shattered crystal fragments. He almost startlingly raised his head: “Is it you—no, Your Excellency, why are you here?”
Like black mist surging, as if devouring the world’s colors, devouring the approaching fire and light, the black-armored swordsman slowly emerged from it. His face was covered by a helmet, but it seemed not to be a physical body, but rather an existence between reality and illusion.
“I merely projected a sliver of consciousness onto that child of frost. Besides, why should I focus on those few mice?”
The black-armored swordsman’s voice was devoid of any fluctuation. He waved his hand, and a wisp of black mist rose from the ground where Kaino had stood and entered his body.
The pupils of the gray figure contracted, but he looked up and asked: “Then, Your Excellency, by lodging your fragment in him, did you see anything?”
“What the child of frost said… It is true that the golden-haired girl has a unique bearing. However, for me, it is the young man beside her who sparks my curiosity.”
Unlike before, the black-armored swordsman’s voice carried a hint of playful fluctuation. Even though his face was covered by an iron helmet, his smile seemed to twist on the black iron, as if it had already merged with his flesh and blood and body, appearing particularly strange and terrifying.
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The carriage slowly turned its wheels, moving as smoothly as possible on the road. Not far away, Count Sirius’s castle was faintly visible at the end of their line of sight.
“Then, Veer, you and Ig, did you see the Fire Saint’s sacred relic… that staff?”
The golden-haired girl clutched the corner of her pure white skirt, covering her delicate knees. The Ice Dragon Girl, with her small hands, held her slender white wrist, her large, frost-blue gem-like beautiful eyes revealing a hint of surprise:
“No wonder I always felt Veer was a bit uneasy just now. But, according to what Ig said, does this Mistetinn’s Staff have a deep connection with Veer?”
They were sitting in the carriage returning to Vinash Castle, with Ig sitting opposite them.
After the Church Cardinal’s ceremony ended, Verafia and Ig, after parting ways with Knight Kaino, found Ophi and the Wood Elf who were enjoying sweets without much difficulty.
At that time, although Verafia was still smiling skillfully and didn’t seem much different from usual, Ophi, as her friend, had keenly noticed that the girl seemed to have something amiss.
Therefore, after returning to the carriage, Ophi finally asked the question that had been weighing on her mind and received answers from the girl and Ig.
“That staff gives me a feeling, indeed, like the world-burning sword that burns with Herafir’s flames in the Divine Court of Fire.”
Ig looked at the girl beside the Ice Dragon Girl with considerable worry and said.
Before, he had also tried to ask the girl a few questions, but Verafia had only lowered her small face and shaken her head, unwilling to tell him.
“Veer, is it because you don’t want me to worry?”
Ig thought in his heart. But the more the girl was like this, the more worry accumulated in his heart.
Suddenly, a faint girl’s voice broke the silent atmosphere.
“Ig and Little Fei are correct.”
Slightly raising her golden eyes, Verafia’s slender fingertips grasped slightly, turning her face, and she smiled gently at the Ice Dragon Girl who was looking at her with concern. Then, she looked at Ig opposite her:
“This staff… like the sword of destruction, Laevateinn, gives me a feeling that is very close to Herafir’s traces. It was born from fire and is naturally a weapon of the Flame Goddess.”