Chapter 652: Chapter 110: The Witch’s Apostle
Behind the cloak, the woman with silver hair cascading down was a petite and slender young girl with a clear and beautiful appearance. Although her lips were gently curved into a faint smile, the coldness in her light blue eyes, like frost, still exuded an aloofness that kept people at a distance.
As the silver-haired girl spoke, the tall and majestic figure behind her also pulled down his cloak. His powerful physique and robust muscles, which seemed to contain explosive power, undoubtedly marked him as a valiant warrior.
Seeing the young ladies in the Count’s hall, and a slightly flustered Shiel, the man, disregarding the atmosphere filling the air, let out a cold, contemptuous snort.
“Please don’t mind. We’ve had a rough time in your city these past few days. Laurence is also sad about losing his companion, but he means no harm.”
The silver-haired girl in the cloak quickly explained.
Shiel nodded in understanding, her slender little hand gently clasped in front of her. She then asked, “You said you are envoys of the Kasha Cult, and you lost a companion. Could it be… from half a month ago…”
“You can call me Tais,”
The silver-haired girl, Tais, said, her eyelashes lightly covering her eyes. “However, what you mentioned, Roan, was just one of our companions. They are all my friends.”
“Roan… Could it be the Kasha Cult member who fought Ig half a month ago?” Verafia suddenly said.
Half a month ago, when Ig was shopping with her, they encountered a Kasha Cult member being pursued by church priests. At that time, Ig fought him, but the opponent did not display any power, allowing a flame to melt him.
Verafia took out a six-sided ice crystal of ice blue color from her storage bracelet. It had a similar shape to the frost marks revealed by Tais and the tall man behind her.
Half a month ago, the Kasha Cult member, who was being pursued by the church, allowed himself to be melted by Ig’s flame, in fact, to deliver this ice crystal into her hands.
“It seems Roan did indeed give it to you,” Tais said, seeing the ice crystal the girl took out. Her fingertips clenched slightly, and a trace of melancholy appeared in her light blue eyes.
“Miss Tais, your friend was killed by me…”
“No. That’s not it.”
She turned to Ig, whose face showed an apologetic expression, and shook her head, softly speaking, “At that time, Roan was already being pursued, and none of us believed he could escape. Rather, it was fortunate to have met you… Being able to fulfill his mission was Roan’s own choice.”
“Miss Tais, you mentioned ‘mission’.”
Irene, standing behind the pink-haired girl, suddenly spoke, “You are followers of the North Wind Witch of the Kasha Church, but you are not on the side of the Frost Calamity… And you seem to want to see Miss Verafia?”
“Miss Elf, you are correct,” Tais smiled faintly, her slender fingers brushing her silver hair, and she raised her face to look at everyone opposite her.
Verafia put down the six-sided ice crystal in her hand, and a hint of curiosity appeared in her scorching gold eyes.
The Aer Continent also had the footprints of humans and the existence of their history, but the conflicts faced were not the struggles of political entities, nor the shadows of powers like Lancaster.
What lay before them was exactly like the game she played with that crew member in the ship’s cabin; it was merely a war of cold and heat, of calamity and civilization, howling in the sky and devouring the earth.
Even though it involved the conspiracies of ambitious individuals like Trist.
And the witch Caslait was the first person Verafia had met since arriving in this world. Moreover, she was not ordinary; she was a peculiar existence with a status but no authority.
Naturally, Verafia was very interested in her, so she, consequently, was also curious about the Kasha Cult which worshipped this witch.
“In the eyes of the world, the ice-cold calamity is brought by the Witch… Wherever she goes, she will be devoured by ice and snow. People consider her the incarnation of ice and cold and a monster that devours life, fearing and hating her.”
Tais’s voice came, like a calm and melodious narration. After a slight pause, she raised her cheek:
“So, naturally, we who follow the Witch’s footsteps are also considered followers of the Frost Calamity. We are hunted by the city’s righteous guards and judged by priests who worship fire… But, Count’s daughter, have you ever thought that this is merely a misunderstanding?”
Shiel’s slender eyelashes furrowed slightly.
Normally, she would never believe Tais’s words. Years of education made her instinctively view them as followers of the Frost Calamity, as Tais’s words implied. However, at this moment, whether it was because of Azer or their appearance, she couldn’t help but waver.
“By the way, Tais. Earlier, you seemed to have warned me through this crystal, telling this young lady to be careful of the ice and cold in this city…” Verafia’s sudden voice provided much confirmation for Tais.
“It seems Miss Verafia is indeed as we imagined,”
Tais’s gaze fell upon her, appearing somewhat profound, making Verafia wonder uneasily. Could it be that with just one sentence of her testimony, Tais saw through her identity?
However, the silver-haired girl’s gaze did not linger. With a slightly apologetic smile, she said, “At that time, we merely found traces of the Frost Calamity Cult members in the city and their hidden conspiracies. We could only guess that their intentions were not ordinary.”
“According to you, you are enemies with those Frost Calamity Cult members. Then, your mission…” Ophi interjected hesitantly.
Tais glanced at her but did not reply immediately. Instead, she gestured for Laurence behind her to speak.
The tall warrior of the Kasha Cult stepped out from behind the girl. His heavy footsteps seemed to make the entire castle vibrate. He spoke in a low voice:
“As you said, Miss Dragon Clan. We follow the footsteps of the North Wind Witch and are enemies with the believers of the Frost Calamity… Just as the Witch is an enemy of the Frost Calamity.”
“The Witch… an enemy of the Frost Calamity?”
Even with the previous context, Shiel couldn’t help but be moved. She looked up and couldn’t help but ask:
“Then, every time the Witch appears, the Frost Calamity surely follows in her wake… If she is truly an enemy of the Frost Calamity, then why would she want to be misunderstood by the world?”
“Count’s daughter, have you realized that it is precisely because of her footsteps that those who will be engulfed by the Frost Calamity will flee from the land that will eventually be covered by ice and snow?”
Tais gently shook her head and smiled, looking at the pink-haired girl. “As for your second question… for us, this is also a question.”
After a slight pause, the girl of the Kasha Cult gently raised her light blue eyes. Her voice became very soft, as if it were just a gentle poem.
“Perhaps, for the Witch, she does not need to care about the gaze of the world, nor does she need to obtain anything. Just as her appearance marks the arrival of the Frost Calamity… the Frost Calamity is her nemesis.”
