This was a blizzard without any warning.
The sky was still as clear as ever when the snow was falling.
The bright and beautiful sun was still hanging high in the sky, releasing seemingly endless light and heat.
However, this did not affect the snowflakes that filled the sky. They covered the ground under their feet with a silver-white veil.
After all, Shaya, who only had a hack, was not a true god.
According to Altolia's suggestion, he controlled the falling range of the ice and snow as much as possible so that they could avoid the crowd.
However, due to some uncontrollable factors, a small amount of snowflakes would still be blown by the wind to the side of these refugees and fall on their heads.
However, this might be a good thing.
"So cold."
Some curious children tried to touch the ice and snow that had not melted under the sunlight with their fingers.
In the next moment, a bone-piercing chill came from their fingertips, causing them to involuntarily shiver.
The real pain made them realize that the magical ice and snow in front of them was not an illusion.
At the same time, he looked at Altoria, who was standing in the snow like a mountain. They could probably understand who was the instigator of this blizzard.
But what was her purpose?
She clearly has such great power, why is she showing off to us refugees who have nothing?
Or could it be that this mountain forest is actually her territory, and that we have violated her taboos by trespassing?
The refugees, who had been frightened by the blizzard, let their imaginations run wild.
At the same time, they were also a little restless. They seemed to be trying to communicate with Altoria and beg the master who could control the weather to let them go.
However, after hesitating for a long time, the refugees did not have the courage to face Altoria.
This was very normal.
In the eyes of these refugees, the ability to control the weather was almost equivalent to a real god.
Now, they were not even as powerful as ordinary humans. How could they have the right to negotiate with Altoria, who had the power of the gods?
They could only huddle together in fear, looking at Altoria who was walking toward them step by step with fear and despair in their eyes, silently waiting for her final judgment.
They were certain that their lives were in the hands of the gods.
However, she had never thought of forcing these people to join her.
From the beginning to the end, her goal was only to make these people let down their guard and create an opportunity for them to communicate with each other.
"Winter is coming."
When she was about five meters away from the refugees, she stopped.
"In winter, heavy snow like this is a common occurrence.”
Artolia said calmly without any emotion.
At this moment, she was like a machine named " King."
"If you don't want to freeze to death in this forest, you can come with me.”
……
Let me tell you something interesting.
As the king, Artolia had arrogantly agreed to her conditions.
In her eyes, it was just a deal.
She used the promise of " providing asylum " to let these refugees join her army.
But the truth was…in the eyes of the refugees, they had no choice!
They took it for granted that Altoria was threatening them.
This was how the refugees understood Artolia's condition:
"Either you come with me, or you freeze to death here.”
Therefore, they had no choice.
This was also the difference between Altoria and ordinary people that they could never understand.
Artoria, who was born to be a king, was not human.
Although she had lived in the human world for fifteen years, she had once done all the housework and farm work like an ordinary person.
However, in these fifteen years, he had never been able to do anything. However, she had not been able to develop the values that an ordinary person should have.
"You are the king."
This was the philosophy that Merlin had been instilling in her.
From this point of view, she and Merlin could be considered the same kind.
It was almost impossible for a Nightmare and a Dragon to understand the complex emotions of humans.
"But in the end, the result is not bad.”
Looking at the refugees who were silently following behind her, Shaya complained in her heart,"
"Even though the king doesn't understand the human heart, he's really skilled at using both kindness and might.”
"Oh, this is not a bad idea for you.”
"On one hand, we use force to deter them, while on the other hand, we use benefits to bind them.”
"Hiss, why does this sound like the style of a hooligan, Hawk-chan?”
"Artolia, you can't be bad!”
……
Compared to the hardships of coming here, the way home was much more convenient.
In order to develop the new kingdom as soon as possible, Altoria and Kel had cleared a safe path for the kingdom.
This path was not only convenient and fast, but it also avoided all the dangerous areas in the forest.
Therefore, it took less than a day for Altoria to bring the refugees back to the simple shelter.
At this moment, it was already late at night.
Artolia was still fine, and she was still in high spirits.
However, the refugees, who were already very weak, had become sleepy and hungry after the journey.
"Brother Kai, Brother Kai."
Artolia shook her adopted brother, who was snoring loudly, and pulled him up from a wooden bed made of hay.
"What…you came back so late?”
Although he was very reluctant, Kel, who was yawning, still helped Artolia settle the refugees who were in dire straits.
No, they should be called the citizens of the Holy Kingdom of Britain now.
At this moment.
Shaya suddenly realized that there was a small white beast behind Kel that he had never seen before. It looked like a fox or a dog.
What was even more ridiculous was that its true identity was actually a three-eyed cat demon born from a pig demon.
"This is…"
"Fufu?"
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