Useless Provocation

"I'll sort through the information you've given me."

As Joshua listened to Shael and Tylinn's account, he silently gnawed on things like Carrot and Cabbage Leaves.

"The Hall of Inquisition has a Magic Automaton called Heart Lock. She can absorb human emotions and turn people into idiots."

After thinking for a moment, idiot was the only suitable description Joshua could come up with. No one objected to his wording.

"After turning them into idiots, they inject them with gray mist and make them obey every command. In short, she's a brainwashing Magic Automaton?"

"I'm afraid... that's how it is."

Tylinn anxiously kept stroking the white cat lying across her lap. Ever since she had grown closer to the World Tree, she had learned this excellent way of relieving stress.

"There's an even worse piece of information. There may be a factory beneath Frost Country capable of producing those Magic Automatons."

As Herolia said this, she looked toward Shael. It was precisely after hearing this that Shael had decided to come directly to Joshua late at night.

But Shael looked very relaxed now. She picked up a piece of lamb with her chopsticks and blew on the steaming meat.

At first, Shael had assigned this task to the Frost Spirit sitting on her shoulder. The Frost Spirit had directly frozen the meat solid with a breath of frost.

So Shael had no choice but to cool the meat herself.

When Herolia looked at Shael, Shael had just stuffed the meat into her mouth and could not speak at all. She could only nod at Joshua with her large ice-blue eyes.

Joshua remembered that Shael's eyes had once been the silver-gray common to the people of Frost Country, but now they had changed...

Was it the Frost Spirit's influence?

Joshua shifted his