The Ultimate Lich King

"Hey, hey, why did you arrest me? We are obviously here to liven up the atmosphere of the festival."

"Ah ah ah, stop talking about this problematic child like you. Who is responsible for why it's like this!"

Northeastern boundary wall, stage area.

By the time Ye Yu and the others rushed over, it was obviously too late. Izayoi and Black Rabbit were treated as intruders and surrounded by troops holding the 'Salamandra' flame dragon pattern high and their skin covered with lizard scales.

Originally he wanted to arrest him, but after Black Rabbit almost cried, Izayoi still followed these lizardmen to the base of the community 'Salamandra', the palace where the 'Fire Dragon Birth Festival' operations headquarters was located.

"So... even if it's just nonsense, it's just too much. Forget it, Izayoi-kun, why are you like this, Kuroto?"

Leticia, who was wearing a maid outfit, was preaching to the two of them. Izayoi looked distracted, while Black Rabbit shrugged his head and even drooped his long ears... "Sorry, Lei. Tisia, it’s all my fault, and I’m responsible for most of the damage.”

"Hey! What are you still talking about now? This is just to help ShiroYasha warm up the atmosphere of the festival, and..."

"Shut up! Damn Wuming!! How dare you make such a loud noise in the hall!!"

A sharp shout overcame Izayoi's voice, and following the sound, a man with red hair and long horns, a scimitar on his waist, walked in quickly from the door with an angry face.

Naishanasa was not in the hall. She seemed to have taken Ophis to watch the festival outside. Shiroyasha was not here either. The only person worth paying attention to in the hall was Leticia.

It was also because of this that Mandela was emboldened to scold him so harshly.

"Man, Lord Mandela..." Seeing the person coming, Ren stepped forward and said hello.

"Hmph! Sandora should have been conscious when she invited you here! Wuming is so ungrateful and is still destroying the festival. If it weren't for Shiro Yaksha's sake, I really want to punish you one by one."

"Really? This is really unpleasant! Boy Ren, if I remember correctly, you have said that 'Salamandra' was once an ally of our guild, right?"

"Ah, yes, yes. When the former leader was still there, he was indeed with 'Salamandra'..." Lowering his head, Jin responded to Izayoi's words with some difficulty.

"Oh? So, when our guild was attacked by the demon king, did 'Salamandra' come to help as an ally?"

"That, that..."

"Hmph! Don't play such boring dramas again. 'Salamandra' was indeed an ally with you in the past, but that was just a good relationship. There is nothing in the contract that says 'when the other guild is attacked by the Demon King, it must provide aid!' Terms!”

Mandela, who looked a little ugly, concealed his guilty conscience by saying, 'Salamandra' did have an alliance contract with Wuming, but the contract stated that unless there are special circumstances, he must go to help. If that party is attacked by the devil, Invasion.

Three years ago, when Wuming was attacked by the demon king, 'Salamandra' tore up the contract documents because the leader was seriously ill. Even after the incident, 'Salamandra' did not provide any assistance to Wuming, because Wuming, who had lost his guild and flag, was no longer worthy of an alliance with the five-digit community 'Salamandra'. This was Mandela's understanding.

"After all, it's just a fifth-level community. In this small garden world, it's just a weakling who can only cry out. It's not surprising that he would abandon the alliance and ignore it."

Ye Yu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke slowly, and Izayoi on the other side also showed a look of great agreement.

"Yes, yes, I wanted to form an alliance with a powerful community and get protection. But I didn't expect that it would attract a more powerful demon king, so I had to hide pitifully for fear of being discovered by the demon king and being implicated."

"It's such a pity. Why didn't that powerful demon king destroy you 'Salamandra' as well?"

"What are you talking about!? Two hateful brats!? How dare you insult my name of 'Salamandra'!"

Mandela bared his ferocious fangs and drew the sword on his waist at Izayoi and Ye Yu. But the blow with the whistling sword energy suddenly solidified in mid-air.

"Oh... are you already angry?"

Ye Yu, who raised his eyebrows slightly, raised a finger, and Mandela's entire arm was covered with a light layer of frost.

"Damn it!! How dare you..."

"Okay, Mandela! You should stop it a little bit!"

The majestic voice rang out, and Ye Yu was slightly startled, then looked back and found that the person in front of him was a mature woman with flowing blond hair and a plump and attractive figure.

Inexplicably, I feel that the woman in front of me looks very familiar, as if she has a bit of Leticia?

"Who are you, beauty?"

"I'm Leticia."

Leticia, who was assuming a majestic posture, was about to continue saying something, but was made dumbfounded by Ye Yu's words.

"Well, this seems to be her special ability. When she unties the silk, she will turn into such a mature and beautiful adult form."

Izayoi said this while rubbing his chin, and Ye Yu also noticed that the silk that had been tied up on Leticia's head was missing.

"Mandrake, you have said enough. There is indeed something wrong with Black Rabbit and Izayoi. We have done so whether we apologize or offer compensation. What else do you want?"

"Hmph! Leticia, do you also want to teach me? It's just the former Demon King! 'Knight of the Box Garden' - Leticia! Now you..."

Before Mandela finished speaking, a biting cold air spread in the hall, and in an instant he felt half of his body unconscious.

"Are you...are you kidding me, this power?!"

The incredible power of frost made Mandela's eyes widen. As a descendant of the fire dragon, he had the gift of fire, but Mandela found that he felt deep fear in front of this frost.

"Tsk, he is really a bully and shy of the strong. No wonder the whole 'Salamandra' abandons its allies like this."

Ye Yu laughed softly and spoke so casually, but Mandela, who wanted to refute, couldn't say a word.

Just suppressing the invasion of frost has exhausted all his strength. If he relaxes, he may be completely swallowed up by this terrible frost and lose his will in an instant.