I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 718

The sound of the wind blew through the frozen sky, making it possible to hear clearly, ice crystals freezing and solidifying into slender threads and the hissing sound of thorns.
“I still haven’t figured it out.”
Her beautiful head lightly bit down, her clear white teeth touching her tender red lips. However, Verafia also knew that with the arrival of the Frost Calamity, she did not have much time to figure out the situation.
“Veer. The fragments of the Star God… it came from Dissax. Could it also be related to the Frost Calamity?”
Her small hand was suddenly gently held. The black-haired boy’s hair was speckled with falling ice crystals, and even though they melted by demonic power, a chill still remained.
“If that’s really the case. Why did they only give Kaino a sword, and his figure hasn’t appeared at this time? Even Kasleith has never seen him?”
Verafia shook her head.
It was not the Frost Calamity itself that gave Kaino the dark sword, at least, it was not out of Hollder’s will.
He gave the sword to kill Brot and seize the heart of the Frost Calamity. However, if, as Kasleith said, Hollder wanted to obtain this heart, why did he only give him a sword?
Fragments of the Star God, Calamity, Frost God, and Hollder.
There were some contradictions.
Verafia’s gold eyes trembled slightly.
Her slender hand caught a strand of falling snow. Her golden gaze met the heart of the Frost Calamity in Kasleith’s hand, its ice-blue color reflected in her golden eyes.
It felt as if she was very close to the answer. But…
A wisp of cold air pricked her skin, and she shivered slightly, seeing more frozen frost.
She exhaled. She chose to put the matter of the Star God fragments aside for now.
“Miss Verafia… have you figured it out?”
Verafia raised her face again, her slender jade fingers gently brushing away a strand of blown-aside hair, gazing at the frost-haired girl waiting for her in the constantly accumulating ice-sealed sky:
“I don’t understand, but it doesn’t matter. However, does Kasleith mean for me to take this heart away?”
“Yes… Hollder’s target is this heart. If he descends, I will stop him.”
With very concise words, Kasleith then handed the heart in her hand to her.
A slight coolness spread to her palm.
Verafia’s tender hand gently gripped it, her golden eyes observing it, just as she had seen it before. The heart, which had once freely surged with ice frost laws, was covered by layers of ice crystals, revealing a slightly dark, gem-like frost-blue color.
It did not have the dangerous and sacred feeling it had before. It was as if what was in her hand was not a concentration of world laws, but rather like an ordinary ice sculpture artwork.
During these brief moments of conversation, storms began to howl in the sky, and ice crystals spread across the firmament, as if the roar of the Frost Calamity God, shattering the sky’s brief tranquility into pieces.
The surviving people raised their faces in fear.
They had never seen such a phenomenon during the Frost Calamity, yet even anyone could guess that this was a harbinger of the arrival of that evil and great existence who brought calamity to the world.
However, Kasleith’s expression remained serene, her frost-colored eyes showing no emotional fluctuations. The wind carrying the ice frost laws blew around her body, but upon contact, it crystallized into ordinary ice crystals.
It was as if the frost-haired girl was the boundary; the Frost God’s roar, the surging sky, could not cross it.
Kasleith said softly to the girl who gently raised her golden eyes.
“This heart has been sealed by me. Even Hollder cannot sense it. He cannot use it to find you.”
Verafia nodded. Beside her, the dragon girl with ice-blue long hair raised her face with some worry:
“Then, what about you, Miss Kasleith… are you going to stay alone and face the Frost Calamity?”
“…You don’t need to worry about me. Hollder, like me, is just ice frost, and ice frost cannot kill me.”
Perhaps slightly surprised by Ophi’s concern, Kasleith quickly replied, her exquisite face lifting slightly.
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Large swaths of frost-laden winds swept through, freezing anything they touched into ice blocks, and then tearing them into pieces.
Behind the crowd, in the ice-sealed city, the Frost God was enraged, and frost ice surged like a vast sea, with layers of spreading ice frost erupting in fierce battle.
The slender and delicate girl faced the frost roar, which was like divine anger, alone.
Even without witnessing it firsthand, it made all the people’s hearts tremble, and they couldn’t help but worry for the frost-haired girl.
Even though the day before, in everyone’s eyes, she was the unforgivable Witch of Calamity.
Fine wind sounds blew from the stillness, not touching the actual body, but condensing in mid-air. This was the manifestation of the concept of laws in the ice frost being difficult to maintain, collapsing and shattering.
However, even a wisp of the overflowing chill was enough to easily freeze a Platinum!
But the light illuminated by the golden-haired girl, like a transparent glass lampshade, gently fell around, blocking the encroaching chill.
Under the girl’s light, the crowd did not encounter too much difficulty.
Although, on the way, they encountered more than a dozen snow children of the Frost Calamity. Most of their power was drawn away by the descending Frost God, making them appear weak and easily dispatched by the knights.
After more than ten minutes, as if nothing had happened, through the vast frost white, but much sparser ice mist, they saw the ice-sealed city walls. The knights, Ig, and priests in the crowd, including Igelt, all breathed a sigh of relief.
The storm of the Frost Calamity poured into Vinash City.
From Trist’s chest, it only took two hours to reach the city walls. The real experience of the people felt like death approaching their side, with no time to lower their pounding hearts.
Truly leaving the ice-sealed city under the Frost Calamity, except for Shiel beside Azer, biting her lip, her light golden eyes filled with tears, showing a hint of sadness, most people felt as if a great burden had been lifted. Their rough, frostbitten faces showed expressions of relief.
Igelt heard people talking relaxedly.
Some said they wanted the world to know that the “Witch of the North Wind” was not an incarnation of disaster, while other knights laughed heartily, saying they were safe under the protection of the “Fire Saint” and the Goddess.
A peaceful atmosphere. Previously, hatred and misunderstanding had dissolved without any obstacles after seeing the hope of life in desperation.
Igelt couldn’t help but show a slight smile on his face.
He turned his head and looked at the girl holding the lamp. On Verafia’s snow-white delicate face, her slender willow eyebrows were still slightly furrowed, making her seem out of place with the surrounding atmosphere.