Bronco nodded slightly, watching the Guardian Knight turn and leave.
The room returned to silence, with only the faint crackling of the flames in the fireplace.
Bronco knew this moment was not just a contest between the Northern Lands and the Silver Moon Royal Family, but also a crucial moment to consolidate royal power and demonstrate authority.
As night fell, the Northern Lands were once again covered in thick snow, and a clandestine battle hidden in the wind and snow was about to unfold.
On this silent earth, every life fought for its destiny, and every decision would determine the future course of events.
...
At the same time.
In the underground prison of Frost Wolf Ridge.
David sat on a wooden chair in the prison, his expression calm.
Before him knelt a knight covered in scars.
"Speak, who have you allied with?" David asked softly.
This knight was an envoy of the Silver Moon Kingdom.
Upon learning of this man's identity, David had already set up his plan.
