Chapter 40: Rescue  

When he came to the room arranged by Arnold, Ansair thanked the servants behind him and closed the doors, saying that he was tired from using the Holy Light too much and needed to rest.

Finally, he's alone, Ansair was having a headache about how to rescue those Frost Giants.

There are hundreds of Frost Giants, their size is much larger than that of humans, if he uses the Astral Infusion to treat them, he will probably exhaust himself to death.

And even if these Frost Giants are not injured, this is Winter City, the territory of human beings, and they can't escape at all.

There was no other way, Ansair could only transform into a servant in the City Lord's mansion and sneak out.

Inherent Glamour is a very useful camouflage skill, no flaws can be seen from his appearance alone.

Ansair walked out of Winter City and ran towards the Frost Giant Tribe.

Back to the Frost Lair, the battle between Cecil and Frost Wing is over.

Cecil sat high on the patriarch's throne, with some bruises on his body, and the pure ice in his heart became darker blue.

They were all experts in the Legendary Realm, none of them could do anything to the other, and each of them returned after suffering some injuries.

Ansair told Cecil and Osmond what he had seen and heard in the City Lord's Mansion.

"There was still such a thing, these human beings are too much, and they treat my people like this?!"

Cecil was furious when he heard that the limbs of his people were cut off and used as materials for making potions.

The face that was originally pale blue was flushed red.

"I'm going into Winter City to rescue my people. I'll see who can stop me then!"

Osmond frowned when he heard that, folded his hands on his chest, and said.

"Cecil, don't be overwhelmed by anger, you are the head of your clan!"

"Osmond, would you be willing to watch if these humans treated your people like this? I must make them pay the price!"

Cecil was in a fit of rage and couldn't listen to advise at all.

"Make them pay?" Osmond sneered.

"And then? As long as you dare to break through the Winter City, the real human powerhouses will be dispatched. By then, there will be no hiding place for your Frost Giant tribe in the entire Northern Ice Field. In the past thousand years, many species have already been completely exterminated."

For thousands of years, the rapid development of human beings has occupied the living space of other creatures on the continent.

As long as any tribe threatens them, they will inevitably die.

Even the powerful Dragon Clan can only live overseas.

"I know that these human beings have always regarded our heart as a precious magic material, and they aren't even guilty about it."

Cecil calmed down and sighed.

The heart is the source of the Frost Giant's magic power, and it is also the reason why the Frost Giant is powerful.

But because of this, the Frost Giant has become the target of human hunting.

"Let's think about how to rescue them," Ansair suggested upon seeing Cecil calm down.

"I don't know how to transform. I basically don't understand human city nor states, and I have nothing to do." Cecil wondered.

Osmond thought for a while and said, "Since the Frost Giants are imprisoned underground, it's better for Patriarch Cecil to dig a tunnel under the ice to rescue them."

"It's not difficult to dig a tunnel, but the difficult thing is that there is a magic barrier in Winter City. There will definitely be a lot of noise at that time, and we're not even sure whether we save them. If the battle affects the deaths of a large number of civilians, it will be troublesome."

Cecil pointed out the difficulties in the plan.

Osmond glanced at Ansair and said, "The magic barrier can be closed, and the closing device should be on the City Lord."

Ansair nodded and said, "I understand. Tonight, I will go visit the City Lord to find a way to close the magic barrier. You should dig a tunnel and wait for us."

"What if the plan fails?"

Cecil asked, the plan is too hasty.

The success rate is really minuscule, it's just that there is too little time, and they don't have any other plan either.

"Then let's cooperate internally and externally, and work together to see if we can forcefully break the barrier."

"We can only do this."

Cecil finally agreed to the rescue plan.

Ansair hurried back to the City Lord's Mansion, but no one noticed him going out.

At night, Ansair found Arnold in the hall.

"Lord Priest, is there anything I can do for you at this late hour?"

Arnold looked at Ansair strangely and asked.

Ansair lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "The Pope sent me to the Northern Ice Field with special arrangements. You first remove the guards around you. Only you should know about this."

Arnold was startled but was then relieved.

How could there be a priest in a place like the Northern Ice Field? It turned out that the church had something to request.

The Church of Light had a deep hatred of magical organizations for thousands of years, and there have been frequent frictions, large and small, in the past thousand years.

Apart from adventurers, most who visit Northern Ice Fields are magicians who came to collect materials. Now, the church is going to start on the Northern Ice Fields...

For a moment, Arnold thought of many secrets.

As the corner of the continent, the Northern Ice Filed has always been far away from those struggles. In all fairness, Arnold doesn't want to stand in line either, because after all, he can't afford to offend anyone.

"You all go down first," Arnold ordered his men to withdraw from the hall.

"Lord Priest, you can say something now."

"The Pope said..."

Ansair leaned close to Arnold's ear and punched him on the head.

Although he only has 10% of his strength after being transformed, his strength is not small.

Although Arnold was a gold-rank fighter, he didn't manage to defend himself, and he fainted instantly under this sneak attack.

Ansair gently placed Arnold on the chair, took off his storage ring in his hand, and put it on his own.

He polymorphs himself to take Arnold's form.

Ansair had a guess, that is, the Inherent Glamour can even disguise the same soul breath.

After the storage ring has recognized its owner, only people with the same soul breath can open it.

With a thought, Ansair actually opened the storage ring.

He was overjoyed, and his spiritual sense probed into the storage ring, to see piles of treasures inside.

I'm rich!

Ansair looked at the gold coin with sparkling eyes.

Thinking back to the business, Ansair found the City Lord's Token in the pile of treasures.

Walking out of the hall, Ansair, who turned into Arnold, gave orders to his subordinates around him.

"Secure the hall, and no one is allowed to enter without my order."

Then he went all the way to the basement.

Several pharmacists were still busy, taking the heart out of the Frost Giant's body and putting it into the potion furnace.

The ice-blue blood of Frost Giants can be seen everywhere on the ground.

"Today's potion should be stopped, for now, you go down first."

"Huh?"

The pharmacists looked at each other, a little surprised that the City Lord who had been oppressing them let them leave so early today.

But they left happily without thinking too much. After all, they also worked according to the formula of the medicine.

Ansair opened the cell and walked in, and the Frost Giants all stared at him with hatred.

These Frost Giants couldn't understand what Ansair said, so he didn't talk nonsense, and lifted the magic barrier of the entire Winter City under the surprised eyes of the Frost Giants.

It's this easy?

Ansair himself was surprised that it went so smoothly.

In fact, the reason why things go so smoothly is that human beings have been strong for thousands of years. Arnold never imagined that there would be a dragon swaggering into the City Lord's mansion to grab the City Lord's Token.

Seeing the disappearance of the magic barrier, Cecil, who had been waiting underground for a long time, immediately used magic to move the Frost Giant away from the basement.