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Seeing that the morale had been motivated, the Frost Giant shouted excitedly. The beast head immediately took them out of the large tent made of mammoth skin, clamoring all the way, facing the huge and majestic Sihart Castle.

Westhat Castle is different from the simple and crude Pallesburg, even if it is stronger than the fully defensive Glacier Castle.

The wall cast by Shanyan has countless shooting windows. The entire city wall is a circle of shooting towers without dead corners. At least 800 archers can stand on it. If you squeeze, it is possible to have half of it.

The entire city wall is inlaid with forty-eight heavy bed crossbows, which can shoot through three heavy cavalry without pressure. All the materials for defending the city, such as rolling stones and falling wood, are prepared very neatly. It can be seen that Baron Sihart has been waiting for this war for a long time.

The roads of the castle are also very strong, and can accommodate four horses in parallel at the same time. In this castle, there are more than 20,000 people living there. After urgent mobilization, there are at least 5,000 militias, plus Baron Sihart's own 3,000 standing army and 4,000 miscellaneous troops of other nobles. The entire castle is already filled with soldiers and war supplies.

The frost giant walked to a farther place in the castle, pointed at it, and laughed loudly.

After coming to the city, the priest beast head rode a majestic yak, next to it was the pale-faced Priest Albi riding a war horse, and next to it was the giant axe of the frost giant leader riding a mammoth.

The two frost giants and their huge mounts next to them made the Pastor Albi, who was riding a white horse, look more like a martyr. His pale face had lost its blood color, and he didn't even look like a normal person. He looked like a cold corpse.

The beast head pointed at the Castle of Westhat and said to the Reverend Alby: "Take two hundred frost giants and sweep the rear of Baron Westhat."

Pastor Albi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and vomited out sadly, without saying a word, as if he had heard nothing.

The beast head turned his head to look at him.

Pastor Albi also turned his head and looked at the beast's head.

The beast head sighed and said, "Are you blaming me for killing Viscount Luthor?" Pastor Albi nodded firmly and said, "It's not blaming you, but hating you. If I have the ability, I will cut off your untrustworthy head now!"

The beast head laughed and said, "The success and the king will succeed and the defeat will be the enemy. You can see the dispute between me and him. If we break up, who will be the biggest victim?"

Pastor Alby sneered: “Is it the people of the North?”

The beast head put away his smile and said seriously: "It's Viscount Luthor. Because by then, I had no reason to stop and could only kill his whole family. Now, his 14-year-old son can now inherit the title.

I have seen this child, and you know. Although he is not a coward, he will definitely not be a hero. If the help of Frost Giant, what would he do? Can he survive in this cruel north? I am afraid that their whole family will be divided up by these nobles who are actually robbers and thieves, and even his corpse will be blasphemed by tomb robbers."

Pastor Albi was not good at debate. When he heard the beast head's words, he pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

"So, I killed Viscount Luthor, which is really a good attitude to be responsible for his whole family." The beast head said leisurely.

When Pastor Albi heard this, although he felt it was reasonable, he still felt deceived by looking directly at the premise and conclusion. He scolded angrily: "Shameless people dare to come and deceive me!"

The beast stopped and laughed again, saying, "Do you really don't understand the Frost Giant? Or do you pretend not to understand the human nature of the North? You must know that the Frost Giant treats humans as food. Do you believe it or not, I give the order, and the entire North will never see humans again?"

Pastor Alby said stubbornly: "So what? It's better than living in such a shame!"

The beast head said, "This is your idea, but not someone else's idea. Now I protect you to rule humanity, and you protect Luthor II, the son of Viscount Luthor. What if I change someone else? What if a better person is a murderous madman? Think about it, what kind of field will you and Viscount Luthor's family end up with?"

Pastor Albi stopped talking, just looked ahead with trembling.

The beast head sighed long and said, "I have also lived in human society for a while. I also understand some human thoughts. It is the only one who can restrain the Frost Giant.

So it's no harm to listen to me well. I'm ordering you to control the Frost Giant to sweep the rear of Baron Sihart. What if I order the Frost Giant to go over by itself? Do you think the humans behind Baron Sihart have a way out? I'm afraid they will be eaten as snacks."

Pastor Alby roared, "Dare you dare?!!!"

The beast head said indifferently: "Of course I dare. My soul belongs to the goddess of frost. I think she will be very interested in this kind of spreading her majesty, and she will be very happy to hear this news."

Pastor Albi is also the priest of the Goddess of Frost. Although he is only a low-level priest, he also knows that the Goddess of Frost is mean and moody. Indeed, the goddess may be happy.

"We frost giants, all we need is the exquisite food and supplies of human beings, and other powers and lands, which we do not care about at all.

When the battle is over, Baron Sihart and Duncan, the bastard, were killed. We, the Frost Giant, still have to return to the glacier. The summer in the north is too hot for us.

You have also read about the history of the North. Although the Frost Giants are stronger than other races, why can they only stay on the northern glaciers? It is because the temperature of the human world is not suitable for us.

It is okay to come here for a short time to fight. If you live for a long time and the goddess is on the side, it will take our lives.

After conquering the entire North by force, you must still hand it over to your humans.

I did kill Viscount Luthor, but after the North is conquered, who will the Frost Giant give this North to? As long as you are obedient, this North can be yours or anyone else, what you want to give.

At that time, we only need humans to pay tribute to us regularly, and we don’t need anything else. We will not interfere with the river and live in peace.

At that time, I will be the king of Frost Giant. If you are willing, you are the king of human beings. If you don’t, then Luther II will be the king of human beings. Whoever violates you can ask us to help you. How about it? How great is it?

From then on, you humans will live carefree and happy days on the land of Vasa. Well, it sounds as beautiful as a fairy tale."

The beast head clapped his palms, as if he had heard a perfect story.

Pastor Albi's breathing became more rapid, and he was not sure why he was still struggling violently in his heart.

The beast head roared: "It's all up to you!! Why don't you go quickly!!"

Pastor Albi was suddenly awakened by roar, subconsciously as if he was slapped away. The beast head reminded him again: "Also, prepare a trencher for us! I know you have it! The more you have, the better!"
Chapter completed!