Troll King City (Part 1)
The noon sun shone lazily on the Troll King's City.
This huge city made of ice gave off an enchanting glow.
The various ice buildings in the city were simple and crude in style, completely portraying the personality of the trolls.
To a human's aesthetic, this city was too ugly. There was nothing praiseworthy about it.
But to be honest, the trolls clearly didn't put too much effort into building this city.
In fact, ten years ago, the trolls hadn't lived so far into the Sky Ice Plains.
At that time, they lived next to the humans on the Northern Frontier.
At that time, the Troll King's City was only eight hundred kilometers away from the Northern Frontier.
Based on the Black Guards' marching speed, such a distance would only take them about ten days.
Thus, after Marquis García rose to power on the Northern Frontier, he would stroll around the Troll King's City every once in a while.
Every time he came, the nobles of the Giant Demon Clan would tremble in fear and panic.
Although they knew that Marquis García wouldn't waste his most precious Black Cavalry in a siege, the trolls couldn't accept the humiliation of having their city repeatedly attacked.
After being attacked by the Black Cavalry for the nth time, the Troll King finally made up his mind ten years ago – to move the capital!
As the Troll King's City moved north, the trolls' military strength also gradually moved north. The trolls in the southern part of the Sky Ice Plains naturally couldn't continue to stay where they were and foolishly wait for the Black Cavalry to attack at any time. Thus, they all moved north.
As a result, the trolls in the southern part of the Sky Ice Plains were abandoned one after another. This also caused an uninhabited buffer zone of several thousand kilometers to appear between the Troll King's Empire and the Northern Frontier.
Now, the Black Cavalry's troops could no longer easily threaten the Troll King's City. The Troll King's Empire also obtained a rare opportunity to breathe.
Because the capital had been moved too hastily this time, and because they had been forced to move by the enemy, the construction of the new troll city was very sloppy.
The Trolls believed that the Black Cavalry wouldn't be able to be arrogant forever. One day, the great Troll warriors would move the King's Metropolis to the south and occupy Chilly Winter, making it the new Troll Capital.
Therefore, the current Giant Demon King City was only a temporary capital city, so there was no need to worry too much about it.
As for when this wish would come true, none of the trolls knew.
But now, the Trolls had no choice but to face a cruel truth — Prince Cambique's army of three hundred thousand had been completely wiped out!
It was as if a cold current had struck, and the entire Giant Demon King City had been completely frozen.
Fear and panic were written all over the faces of the trolls. They were afraid that when they woke up one day, the Black Lion Flag that had brought them countless nightmares would once again appear in front of the capital.
Within the royal city, the place with the most tense atmosphere was naturally the Giant Demon Imperial Palace.
The palace was not built in the center of the city, but in the western suburbs.
The construction of the Imperial Palace was also not built with ice, but with huge rocks piled up. It stood on the mountainside, overlooking the entire royal city.
A luxuriously decorated carriage slowly entered the Imperial Palace after going through several strict checks.
The tightly shut doors slowly opened and then closed again. There was a dull sound behind the carriage, as if it wanted to seal this place forever.
The carriage stopped in a courtyard paved with marble, and a middle-aged man in a loose black robe walked out.
Yes, the author wasn't wrong. It was a middle-aged "man".
He wasn't a troll.
The appearance of such a human in the Giant Demon Imperial Palace was very abrupt.
Especially at this tense moment.
However, the guards in the palace seemed to take it for granted.
"Mister Chong, His Highness is waiting for you in the hall."
Mister Rui nodded at the guard and then walked to the hall alone with ease.
When he entered the hall, he saw a young troll writing on a table. When he heard footsteps, he put down the quill in his hand and stood up to welcome him.
"Mister Chong, please have a seat! A group of goblin merchants brought spirit tea from the Radiant Moon Forest. Would you like to try it? "
"Thank you, Your Highness Okamoto." Mister Chong smiled and took the teacup. He took a sip and nodded slightly to express his admiration.
If it was in the past, the two of them would definitely give this elven spirit tea a good evaluation, but today, they weren't in the mood.
"His Majesty has already decided that I will inherit the position of Southern Prince. The coronation ceremony will be held in three days."
This young troll named Okamoto was the son of Southern Prince Gambik Volkin, who had just died in battle.
However, he was actually Gambik's second son and had an older brother.
Logically speaking, Gambik's throne should have been inherited by Okamoto's older brother.
However, even though the Southern Prince was the second most important person in the Giant Demon Empire, he was a hot potato in the current situation. Okamoto's older brother didn't have the courage, nor did he have the ability.
Therefore, the throne fell on Okamoto's head.
"Then I must congratulate Your Highness!" Mister Chong didn't seem too surprised, as if he had already expected this outcome.
Okamoto nodded slightly, but there wasn't much excitement on his face. He only handed a scroll of parchment to Mister Chong, "The latest news from the frontlines is that the Black Cavalry didn't continue north. Instead, they retreated to the Northern Frontier."
Mister Chong took the parchment and quickly scanned it, "The current Giant Demon King is a tough nut to crack. The humans who have eaten so much in the Northern Frontier won't be interested in this place."
There was nothing wrong with this statement.
The humans of the Northern Frontier couldn't even be bothered to occupy the southern part of the Sky Ice Plains that the trolls had abandoned, much less cross the Thousand Mile Ice Plains to attack the Giant Demon King's capital.
A bitter smile appeared on Okamoto's face.
Even though he let out a sigh of relief, he also felt a deep sense of humiliation.
The vast and fertile land of the Northern Frontier originally belonged to the trolls. If possible, why would they be willing to hide in this bitter cold land and struggle at death's door?
But soon, he put away these useless complaints, opened a square box on the table, and took out a bloody head from it.
"Marquis García even sent my father's head. Hehe, how considerate!"
Okamoto raised his father's head in front of him and looked into his eyes. He asked, "Tell me, what should I do now?"
Of course, a dead person wouldn't answer a question.
Mister Chong knew that this question was for him.
"Your Highness, what you should do now is to go to Coldwinter Castle and crawl at the feet of the Dukes Of The North and beg for his forgiveness."
"Bang!"
Okamoto threw the head at Mister Chong's feet.
Coincidentally, that pair of eyes, which had not closed in death, was staring at Mr. Chang.
"Mister Chong, look into my father's eyes and repeat what you just said!"
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