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The capital of elves, also known as the 'king's capital'.

There are wooden houses covered with frost one after another. They are big and small, tall and short, one-story and four-story.

It is worth mentioning that none of these wooden houses are simple and simple. Although they are built of wood, they have been carefully crafted. Each wooden house is carved with beautiful patterns and imprinted with magic marks.

Freiburg is the largest building in the entire capital and the only stone building. It is named after Freiburg, the elf god of light. It has a huge area, with six floors and each floor is five meters high. .

The entire Freiburg is 40 meters high including the top of the fort.

At this moment, in a bedroom on the top floor, the current Frost Giant King 'Laus' is sitting on an ice chair.

The entire room is a combination of brown and white, covered with frost, with a hard floor...and a small girl is kneeling on the floor.

The girl is only about 1.4 meters tall, her skin is translucent and translucent, with a faint white light.

She has a beautiful face.

So beautiful... so cute.

The young elf king of light - Xibel.

At this moment, her small body was shivering from the cold.

"Your Highness the Elf King, thank you for accepting us, and thank you for helping us obtain the Box of Ice, all thanks to your weakness."

Rouse sat on the ice chair and looked down at Hibel, his voice was hoarse and thick.

Xibel bit her lip, she didn't say anything, just knelt there with moist eyes.

She couldn't stand up at all, her knees were frozen firmly to the floor.

What happened made her extremely regretful...

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About twenty days ago, the Frost Giants led by the strongest Frost Giant "Rouse" came to Alfheim. At that time, the Frost Giants asked Xibel to accept them like a homeless beggar.

They tell of the atrocities that Asgard used the Rainbow Bridge to destroy Jotunheim,

Hiber also confirmed that Jotunheim was indeed destroyed.

They prayed for shelter, and begged Xibel to let them live in the kingdom of elves, just like the elves of light, living kindly and happily every day.

"If you refuse, we have nowhere to go, please...let us do whatever we want, as long as we stay alive!" This was what the frost giant Rolls said at that time.

Although Xibel was worried that the frost giant would affect their normal life, he couldn't bear to stand by and watch, so he adopted a compromise plan.

She promised to let Rouse and his frost giants live in the west of Alfheim, far away from the royal capital, but she could not come to the east to disturb them.

"You guys just live there... In any case, don't bother us..." said the kind Elf King Xibel.

Although Alfheim is a small place, the elves of light have poor reproductive ability and a small population. The entire west is an uninhabited area.

At that time, Rolls thanked repeatedly, and it took the giants to live in the west...

Of course, the Frost Giants at that time, without the influence of the cold climate, shrank in size.

And the climate in the west of Yalf is very hot, and the lack of trees prevents them from enjoying the shade. The giants are exposed to the sun all day long, and their lives are worse than death.

Laws went to ask the Elven King again, hoping that Xibel could help them.

Xibel inspected it, and it was indeed the case. The elves of light have a magical physique and are resistant to cold and heat. The heat of Alfheim has no effect on them, but the pain and struggle of the giants she is visible.

At this time, Laws took advantage of the situation and proposed the box of ice, saying that as long as a small cold area can be created, they can rely on the environment to survive.

"It's just...the clan treasure Ice Box that we depend on for survival is in the hands of the brutal Asgardians, and we can't do anything..."

At that time, after finishing his sentence, Rolls mentioned the "God Tree" he had coveted for a long time.

Because it is well known that there is an elf god tree in Yalfheim, the country of elves. Elves can make wishes on the god tree, and they can make a wish that is not too much once every ten years. This wish must be pure, simple, and it is possible to achieve it without killing. , the sacred tree will temporarily wither after making a wish.

Laws prayed to the Elven King to use the power of the sacred tree to save his race and relieve their pain, and his pure and simple wish was to send the "Ice Box" far away in Asgard. After all, he sent a Items are simple wishes.

It claims that it will use the box of ice to improve the western part of the kingdom of elves into a severe cold place, suitable for their survival, and it will never affect the elves of light in the east, living together as neighbors.

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Now.

Rouse sat on the ice chair, proudly looking at the Elf King Xibel who was kneeling on the ground.

The scene at this time has already explained everything.

Kindness is regarded as weakness, and grace is regarded as stupidity.

Rouse is very satisfied that the once aloof elf king is now kneeling in front of him.

In the past, he had to bow his head to beg her, but now he has everything in his hands with the Ice Box!

"My dear Elf King, your people are freezing to death one by one in the cold. It's not my fault, it's their fragility."

Laws stared at Xibel: "You underestimated the effect of the Frozen Box on us! Didn't expect it to be today?"

Xibel's body trembled slightly: "Why... you can obviously..."

"Not every race is as weak as you, you and your inferior species!"

Rolls stood up and said viciously: "Do you still remember how I begged you so hard? Now you beg me! Keep begging me! I will close the box of ice when I am happy!"

"Please let us go..." Xibel's eyes were full of tears. This was not the first time she begged. If she could save her own people, she didn't care about her dignity.

"I can't get tired of listening to it no matter what..."

Rouse walked up to Xibel with a sly smile, Xibel raised his small head, and looked at the frost giant in front of him with pleading eyes: "Please..."

'Crack' Rolls pinched Xibel's neck violently and lifted him into the air with one hand.

"Continue to beg me with this attitude! If you beg, you can all live!"

"Please...uh..." Xibel's snow-white face turned purple, and she couldn't make any syllables because her throat was pinched.

The corners of Rolls' mouth opened wider, and his eyes were full of cruelty and excitement!

"It's really useless! You can save your people by asking me, but you can't even ask me! Just die!"

Saying this, Rouse's palm suddenly strengthened! The white frost quickly covered Xibel's tender skin!

At this moment, Hiber heard a loud noise...

boom!

It was like the loud sound of the top of the fort being smashed through! The blue light slammed in like a meteorite! In an instant, it smashed through the floor and sank to the next floor! Flash in the pan!

Rolls was stunned!

What was that just now?

With a 'plop', Rouse let go of his hands and looked at the ceiling, letting poor Hibel fall to the ground and cough violently.

Rouse felt that he had just caught a glimpse of a light out of the corner of his eye, and now there is indeed a big hole in the ceiling, and there is still steam at the edge...

Looking down again, the floor not far away was also leaking, and a small hole was melted... It was steaming...

Rolls blinked his blue eyelids dumbly—what the hell?

Snapped!

Suddenly! One hand grabbed the edge of the molten hole! It was a pale... hand wrapped in a faint blue light!

"Sorry, I overdid it."