"Father, something is wrong on the snowfield."
Black Oil Dragon Rosai flew back from the southern horizon and landed on the Dragon Coiled Pillar for repairs.
Through their mental link, she communicated with Russell. "While patrolling the snowfields around Thunder Flame Territory, I found that the numbers of Snow Ghosts and Snow Demons far exceeded last year's levels. Deep within the snowfield, an aura lingered that frightened me."
"It frightened you?" Russell asked in surprise. "Tell me more, Rosai."
"I don't understand it. This aura frightens me and disgusts me. It is as if the scent of the snowfield has become ten times stronger!"
Rosai replied.
To wyverns born in the Warm Land, the snowfield was like a filthy dump. No wyvern liked its scent. But this time, the "stench" of this "dump" had intensified tenfold.
"Have you felt this before?" Russell frowned.
"No."
"Let's go. We'll make a trip to the snowfield, and I'll personally see whether Frost Da is up to some new trick again!" Russell immediately changed clothes and left Cigar Castle. "Killing a Frost Ge clearly didn't deter Frost Da!"
In his view, Frost Da might have refined or tamed Frost Ge's Snow Giant and started showing off again.
He had just reached the main gate.
When he saw a knight galloping toward him. Upon reaching the castle gate, the knight immediately dismounted, dropped to one knee, and said, "My lord!"
"Edok, is it? What is it?" Russell asked.
The newcomer was his follower, Great Knight Edok, son of Lord Ertlas. Russell had assigned him to Dagger Mountain Observatory as deputy director—here, deputy director probably meant something like a political commissar.
For every unit and institution, Russell sent one follower knight to serve as a political commissar, ensuring that he could maintain control over everything at