Chapter 833: Chapter 700: Wish_3

But most humans, in fact, would not enjoy living forever in a place where they cannot see the blossoms of the four seasons, a place that is always icy, bitterly cold, barren, and desolate.

Today, most of the natives in the Silver City-State.

Actually, they had moved here initially to resist the Elves and Magical Beasts, descendants of the Silver Shield Legion, also the generations of subjects under the Duke of Silver.

Having been stationed here for a thousand years, even the Duke of Silver wants to leave this place, let alone the other people who are stuck here as well.

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That maid was taken down again.

The Duke of Silver did not provide an answer to that question, but at this moment, he was lost in thought.

Xu Shuo, leaning to the side, said, “So what you are thinking about now, couldn’t possibly be how to take hundreds of thousands of citizens of the Silver City-State and leave The North, right?”

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Silver was noncommittal: “It’s not necessarily about leaving The North, we just need to move away from the Far North region.

The most inhospitable environment is undoubtedly the Far North.

For half of the year it snows, and for the other half, it hails.

Like Castle Kasai, which is also in The North, but the climate there is not as harsh as here, and you can even often see green vegetation.

While Silver Castle is in the Far North.

This city-state was initially established to resist the Magical Beasts, only a few tens of kilometers away from the Far North Mountain Range, overlooking from a height, one can see the continuous mountains and the perpetual snowstorms.

Always accompanied by snow.

Always accompanied by Magical Beasts.

And also accompanied by that unceasing war.

The Duke of Silver suddenly sighed: “I probably know what the significance of accomplishing that task is now.”

[Side Quest: Free the Silver City-State from the attacks of Magical Beasts.]

The side quest appeared with the Character Card, so it is also linked to the character’s wishes, but the character wants more than just to deal with the crisis of the Magical Beasts.

This is a lord’s wish, existing for the welfare of all the citizens of his domain.

Even if it’s for obtaining that Character Card, he must move the entire Silver City-State out of the Far North.

“So what now?” Xu Shuo tilted his head.

“What else can it be, relocate immediately after this matter. Since the Elf Clan has already perished, the existence of Silver City-State in the Far North does not matter much anymore,” the Duke of Silver said calmly.

“That’s it? I thought you’re going to rashly mobilize everyone in the Silver City-State right now,” Xu Shuo laughed.

“Not to that extent.”

The Duke of Silver tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Let’s first complete the faction quest now.

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As evening approached.

There was finally some activity from the Messenger.

He planned to go to the Far North Mountain Range to express his comfort to the Silver Shield Legion, incidentally revealing his own identity now, then lay out the plans to guard the mountain range.

Upon hearing this message.

The Duke of Silver dispatched a Silver Knight, instructing him to lead the Messenger to the Silver Shield Army’s outpost in the Far North Mountain Range.

So…

This knight, along the way, took the opportunity to express their Duke’s loyalty to the empire, his fondness for the Far North, and his deep hatred and disgust towards those Magical Beasts.

Then, when the Messenger became extremely impatient.

He subtly hinted: The North is barren, not sure if the Royal Capital could allocate some more military provisions.

The Messenger sneered upon hearing this.

After all that talk, it was just for money and provisions.

“His Majesty’s thoughts are not something we can comment on, I will report the situation in The North accurately, but do not bring this up again,” said the Messenger disdainfully.

The Messenger gave the knight a contemptuous glance.

Xu Shuo, half of his face covered by the Helmet, just smiled and said no more.

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A fast horse ran across the familiar ice plains, heading towards the mountain range in the boundless snowy white expanse ahead.

Today, there was no heavy snow, just the cold wind.

In the pale high sky above.

Occasionally, flocks of geese from The North passed by, and a Snow Sculpture mingling among them did not seem out of place at all.

On the back of the Snow Sculpture, the Duke of Silver squinted his eyes, crouched low, hiding in the black feathers, shuttling through the thin cloud layers frosted with ice.

The Far North Mountain Range loomed in the distance.

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