There is no end to the snowfield in the winter country, and the shrill wind howls outside the Winter Palace. The whole piece of snow that is difficult to melt is crawling in the distance, like a sleepy beast, and it is not known when it will open its mouth.
Thousands of years ago, the best in the war between demons and gods were summoned to the sky by heaven, adorned with godheads, and enjoyed a feast.
At first, the gods were still restrained, but after the keeper of heavenly principles left the table, their relationship gradually became harmonious.
After all, everyone present is a strong man in the war between demons, and now they are the unofficial candidates for the seven rulers of the world. As long as the remnants of the demons in the territory are eliminated, they can ascend to the position of the seven gods.
The Ice Queen at that time never missed any party. She would often sit between Buyer and Baal, smile along with Barbatos' ethereal and elegant music, and raise her glass to praise Fukalos and even the wine brewed from pure spring water.
Fine wine.
The stern-looking Morax always likes to drink alone with a square cup, while Harpas, who uses war as his authority, is the most human-like god. He never sits in the chief position and is always full of thoughts.
After drinking wine with Barbatos, he fell slumped into the arms of the God of Wind after getting drunk.
But those happy days are gone.
When Harpas, Buyel, and Laindot jointly announced the Golden Alliance, when Morax destroyed the ancient kingdom of war, when the disaster swept Teyvat...the happy memories of the past were gone.<
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The Queen stayed in the Winter Palace forever and severed all ties with other gods. The only people she saw most often were the Fools' Executives and a few elite members of the Vanguard Army.
She froze all her love, just like the rime that never melts in the Winter Palace. There is no more laughter and tenderness in her conversations with people, leaving only indifference and arrogance.
This was the first time the executives of the Fools met the Queen.
However, during their missions in various countries, the executives also heard some rumors from the old times one after another. However, the queen in the rumors was very different from now. Except for Puccinella, who was good at understanding people's hearts, almost no one would deliberately collect them.
These messages.
They are the agents of the Ice Queen, warriors who wander between life and death. Too much speculation will only shake pure faith.
Like wild beasts in the dense forest, only by biting and fighting can they trample through the mud and climb to the unreachable highest point, tearing apart the enemies hidden in the sky with blood and killing.
"I hope your skills go beyond criticizing each other among colleagues."
The commander-in-chief "Harlequin" who is affiliated with Frost has eyes as old as an ancient well, and his tone of voice is melodious and calm.
Piero's robe was very long, completely blocking everything. Everyone could only glimpse his snowy silver hair, thick dark fur collar, and the familiar smell of steel.
It was Piero's inevitable responsibility to manage this group of subordinates who were at odds with each other, and he did not disappoint the Queen.
From the moment the Harlequin appeared, several executives straightened their posture slightly and stared at their nominal leader.
Even the irritated Scaramucci and Arecino snorted and turned away, temporarily putting aside their verbal confrontation.
The Hermitage features daily prayers that are unstoppable in both freezing and freezing temperatures.
In the fairy tale of Solstice, the Ice God represents love and devotion. Although she seems a little unhuman in reality, the queen always has a sincere heart.
Compared with love, awe is always a more useful tool for governance, and the people of the Snow Country also have a piety for their gods that far exceeds that of the other six countries.
There is always a choir singing praises in Her Majesty's palace. If it stops occasionally, it must be for some serious reason.
For example, the pioneer among the ancient demon gods, the forging master, the contractor of the Golden Alliance, the rebel god who once cut off a corner of the Sky Island, [War Lord] Harpas is worthy of such an honor when he comes back from the dead.
The clown sitting at the head of the long table did not explain the reason for being late. He just took out the information that the lady sent back from Liyue and handed it to the executives for circulation.
When the document was passed to Capitano, the battle-hardened man silently read the words on the information, but his palms kept clenching tightly, and he didn't even notice the wrinkles in the paper.
"Capitano?"
It was not until a long time later, with Puccinella's reminder, that the captain raised his hand to hold the mask, smoothed the mark on the paper, and placed the information in front of the third seat.
But the "girl" had no intention of reading the information at all. The corners of her mouth curved up, and she turned her face to the side and stared innocently at the captain's mask. She seemed to have seen the emotions that the other party deliberately concealed, and hummed a ballad in a low voice with a nightingale-like tone. The intelligence document just stopped in front of Colombia.
"Buzzing..."
What made the noise was the dress puppet behind Sandone. The mechanical sound of gears came from the round body. The jointed arms composed of buttons stretched forward, gently picked up the documents in front of the Colombian seat, and held up the lace hair.
Hoop in front of the girl's eyes.
Sandone squinted and quickly scanned the information on the paper, then directly ignored Scaramucci and Arecino, and the mechanical arm sent the document to Pantalone.
"Thank you very much, Miss Sandonne."
"I think the cost of purchasing mechanical parts this winter should be increased."
The rich man's glasses chain inlaid with fine amethysts swayed slightly, making a long sound. As if he didn't feel the dissatisfied look from Scaramucci, he took the document in an extremely gentlemanly manner and thanked Sandonne with his jaw.
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The gentle and hypocritical appearance made the straggler feel that he was disgusting if he stayed for a second longer.
It's just that this banker, who seems to have no power, actually controls all the funds for the Fool's activities, including Dotore's experimental funds, Sandone's purchase of imported machinery, and Arecino's needs.
funding for education...even Dardalia's travel expenses.
Executives always like to put each other down, but no one is willing to blatantly offend this winter wallet, even the unintentional wanderer.
Pantalone read the document word for word and pushed the paper to the "rooster" across the long table.
Puccinera, who was short and fat, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, bent down to pick up the paper to read, and then pushed it to the skirmishers with his cane expressionlessly.
After going back and forth several times, all the fools and executives knew about the resurrection of the demon god Harpas, and the war lord who launched a revenge war in Liyue Port, which caused the port city to be devastated and the north and south were divided.
A few executives who knew the truth about history also vaguely guessed the reason why Piero was late.
"Sages think they know everything, but we understand the morality behind those foolish actions."
The voice of "Harlequin" echoed in the chamber, appearing thick and unpredictable.
The eyes of the executives turned to Capitano.
Almost everyone knows that Munata, an ancient war country, has a very deep connection with this "captain".
Only Arecino squinted his eyes and recalled what Capitano said when he entrusted a certain dragonborn child to [Hearth House]:
"Don't let her go astray, and don't make the same mistakes that her parents and I made."
"Glory cannot be given, it can only be obtained by sword and blood."