I raise elves in Florian

Chapter 147 The Cold of the Northern Kingdoms

"This magic book is..."

"It's fake, a counterfeit."

Count Granada wanted to say something more, but Frilian said it out loud.

“That’s right. The protective barrier magic of this city is all passed down orally, and the two have nothing in common.”

“I am well aware of this matter, Your Excellency, it is merely a personal interest of mine.”

Frillie didn't care whether the grimoire was real or fake; she was simply interested in all grimoires.

"Is that so? Let's skip the rigid wording! In your eyes, I'm probably no different from an infant."

Count Granat looked at Frilian and Shi Yichen beside her. Eighty years ago, the heroes and their companions had also come here. To this day, only three of the heroes are still alive, but two of them have not changed at all over the past eighty years.

"This is because when we set out to defeat the Demon King, we saw the consequences of offending nobles."

Frilian was referring to the incident where Simmel and Azer disrespected His Majesty the King and nearly got beheaded.

"So, Mr. Haita said that in the capital, being disrespectful to nobles is a capital offense."

Philen also remembered that Haita had mentioned this as well.

“Simmel and Azer were nearly executed for speaking disrespectfully to His Majesty the King.”

When Frilian recalled what had happened, she found it amusing to see Simmel crying and screaming.

"Haha, it's not a capital offense!"

Hugh Tarker started to panic. He suddenly remembered that he had been disrespectful to Count Granat in some way.

“The Central Kingdoms are truly barbaric, Your Excellency!”

Hugh Tarker looked at Count Granat with a fawning smile.

"boom!"

The door behind Shutalk suddenly opened, and a tall man wielding a giant axe appeared in the doorway. The first thing he looked at upon entering was Shutalk.

"Are you serious?!"

Shutark was terrified. He hadn't expected the count to be serious. He had only said a few words; was he really going to be beheaded?

"The trees in the backyard have been cut down."

The guard at the door spoke to Count Granat.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Count Granat nodded to the guard.

The guard nodded, closed the door, and left.

"Well, I said that to get this young man to escape. There's no law in this city that puts you in jail for being disrespectful. Don't worry about it, just relax."

Count Granat explained to Shi Yichen and his group with a smile.

"Then I shall respectfully comply."

Frillie nodded.

“That’s wonderful, Mr. Shutark.”

Philon looked at Hugh Tarek beside him and said.

"She's fainted."

But what he saw was indeed the unconscious Shutalc. Philon sighed, took out his wand, pointed it at Shutalc, and Shutalc flew into the air.

The matter was over, and the count had received his payment. Just as they were about to leave, Count Granat called them back.

"I have informed the whole city about Aura's situation. Everyone wants to reward the heroes, so you should rest well. Also, thank you very much for saving the warriors who were controlled by Aura."

Count Granat said to the four who were about to leave, "The most important thing is the warriors that Shi Yichen and Frilian saved. They indirectly saved many families."

After Shi Yichen and Frilian nodded, they left the Earl's mansion. On their way back to the hotel, all eyes were on them; they were the ones who had saved the city.

night.

The city's residents gathered together to celebrate their hard-won victory, and Shi Yichen and his team joined in the joyful celebration.

In the Earl's mansion, Earl Granat looked at his son lying unconscious on the bed and smiled, a rare occurrence for him. He had thought he would never see him again, but unexpectedly, his son had returned to his side.

Thank you.

Looking at his son on the bed, Count Granat looked out the window. The city was brightly lit, celebrating the hero who saved it.

In the following period, because of the severity of Shutark's injuries, they chose to stay here for a while. During this time of rest, they helped the city's residents a lot.

The warriors who had been under Aura's control slowly awoke from their coma, and the count's son also awoke over time.

Before they knew it, winter had arrived. Shi Yichen and the other three were all wearing winter clothes that the Earl had made for them. They didn't actually want them, but the Earl insisted on giving them to them, so they had no choice but to agree.

After a period of rest, Shutark's injuries had almost healed, and they were ready to continue their journey.

"Then let's set off!"

Frilian looked at Shi Yichen and said.

"Yes, it's time to set off."

Shi Yichen nodded.

Are you about to set off?

At this moment, the count came out, followed by his son and some attendants.

"Count Granat".

Frillie never expected the Earl to appear here.

"I'll escort you to the city gate."

Count Granat said to Shi Yichen and the others.

"Ah."

A group of more than ten people walked together toward the city gate.

"I heard that your destination is Endai, the northernmost point of the continent, where the Demon King's castle is located. However, the situation in the northern plateau is quite dire, restricting the movement of people. It is said that even adventurers must be accompanied by a first-level mage."

Count Granat spoke to Shi Yichen and his group, kindly reminding them that the current situation was too unstable. Even though the Demon King was dead, the power of the demons was still very strong.

Moreover, their destination is the location of the Demon King's castle, which will only be more dangerous.

"Then, sometimes it's fine as long as Lord Yichen and Lady Frilian are here."

At first, Philon was worried that it might be bad news, but when he heard that a level one mage had to accompany him, Philon immediately felt relieved.

Sometimes, even Lord Chen and Lady Frilian require a Level 1 Mage; that's not something you can just get by on a whim.

"What are you talking about, a Level 1 Mage?"

Frilian looked at Shi Yichen and Philon with a puzzled expression.

"Lady Frilian, don't you know? This is a magician qualification certified by the Continental Magic Association."

Philon looked at Frillie in disbelief. Did she really not know this? Did she not care at all about what was happening outside?

"qualifications?"

Frilian looked at Philon with a puzzled expression. What qualifications did a mage need? She was already a Grand Mage, did she still need the qualification of a First-Class Mage? What a joke.

“I also received it in the Holy City when I set off. Look, it’s a Level 3 Mage certificate.”

Philon took out a certificate issued by the Continental Magic Association, granting him the rank of a Level 3 Magician, and showed it to Frillie.