Northern Border Province.

Banderra City is a city-state located at a high altitude, surrounded by steep mountains and rugged cliffs. In this frigid region, eternal snowflakes and cold winds constitute Banderra City's unique atmosphere.

Hundreds of meters south of Banderra City, snowflakes flutter in the sky, falling towards the earth or the unfathomable mountain ravines.

At this moment, a sled pulled by a huge black demon fox left a unique trace on this silent snowfield.

The sled stopped by a frozen lake, the surface of which was like a perfect piece of white jade, reflecting the pale sky. Several majestic trees stood by the lake, their branches already covered with snow.

Two figures jumped off the sled.

"Judging by the time, the investigation team is much earlier than us. If the routes are similar, we should be able to inquire about or detect traces of their return journey along the way."

Lan Qi ordered Cat Boss to put away the portable, high-durability sled and muttered to himself, gazing remotely at the city.

In the wind and snow, Banderra City stood firm like a huge dark gray sculpture carved on the snowfield. Snowflakes fell on the steel-like towering city walls, but could never dye it white.

The city's exterior featured various towers and spires that reached straight into the sky, adorned with dim yellow lights in the snowy weather, as if telling the world of its tenacity, vicissitudes, and glory.

These days, there were only a few fortresses and towns along the way. Geographically, they had already reached the Northern Border Province.

Lan Qi and Xi De would try their best to find lodging in towns at night. Only when they couldn't find a city-state would they look for a suitable place to camp. It should have been much easier to see a large city-state, but now this city-state felt a hundred times more depressing than the imperial capital of Herolum.

Lan Qi stood far from the city-state. Even before approaching, he could hear the strings of the Imperial Army playing from the city-state. The distant sound was especially clear in the wind and snow.

This orchestral music was similar to the Herolum Magic Rail Station, but upon closer listening, he noticed many variations.

The magnificent melody, which never returned to gentleness and peace, carried a deeper emotion: glory, betrayal, decisive battle, and sacrifice.

In order not to arouse unnecessary suspicion and trouble, Lan Qi temporarily ordered the fox to return and prepared to walk there with Xi De.

Entering Banderra City required not only a pass but also a strict identity check.

The city-state's barrier protection was very strict, and it was impossible to detect internal information from a distance outside the city.

"Xi De, you must be ready to protect me at any time."

Lan Qi had a strong premonition that once he stepped into that city-state, unpredictable changes might occur in the next second.

This might be the first demonic battle he had to experience since coming to the Northern Continent, tracing the empire's scattered strangeness and unusualness all the way here.

"Got it. I was prepared to protect you before departure. Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, you won't die."

Although Xi De didn't reveal too much to Lan Qi, she had brought spells specifically to protect fragile teammates.

Lan Qi nodded.

Although he had been challenging shadow worlds with levels far higher than his, this time the span was different from the past, exceeding his combat ability too much.

If he had to use a level concept to describe it, the Purgatory Corridor Academy was probably a level 45 dungeon, the Saint Hall Villain Dinner was a level 55 dungeon, and the recommended level for the northern border front ahead might be level 89.

The investigation team led by Lieutenant General Van Reik, who was over level 70, might have already encountered misfortune.

At this moment, he, Loki McCarthy, was on the verge of uncovering the biggest conspiracy hidden in the Protoss Empire, the only one who could unravel the mystery of the conflict between the empire and the northern countries.

Even the enemy planning this war must have been unable to predict that a Grand Governor of the Batiam Church had been brought here. This teammate of at least level 85 was Lan Qi's greatest reliance at the moment.

Xi De looked at Lan Qi's expression, then looked at the city-state full of unknowns.

"You're actually more relaxed than I thought. Do you have any trump cards?"

Xi De asked with a chuckle.

Although she had never seen Lan Qi fight, she was very sure that her Holy Son, as a combat class, should not be bad.

Because there was a clear difference in a person's mental outlook between having confidence and not having confidence.

"Hopefully, I won't have to use them."

Lan Qi's emerald eyes were full of thought, as if constantly thinking about right and wrong, always like this.

Even if his state of mind was always as clear and calm as a lake, it was always rippling with endless ripples.

"I've known you for so long, and I still don't know what your combat class is."

Xi De thought about it carefully now. Lan Qi's excellence had made her ignore some of Lan Qi's basic functions. Of course, even if Lan Qi himself was only regarded as an artist, she was quite satisfied.

According to her guess, Lan Qi's physical fitness must be completely opposite to her path, but it should be more complementary.

It would be better for him to be a healer or a functional support.

Or a magic tank, this guy doesn't need to use magic to attract hatred at all, he naturally has a bunch of skills more than others.

As long as he is raised, it will be quite useful to her.

"I am a seal master."

Lan Qi frankly told Sigrid his profession.

"Huh?"

Xi De frowned and looked at Lan Qi.

She didn't expect that her Holy Son would be a seal master, the one she hated the most.

She never even thought that one day she would accept a seal master as a Holy Son.

Even if the priests of the Batiam branch learned that the Batiam Holy Son was a seal master of the same type as the Death God Bishop, they would definitely suspect that there was something wrong with the Batiam Church's thinking.

But after thinking about it.

Sigrid felt that if a rare underworld species like a seal master was one of her own, it would become particularly cute.

"I really want to cultivate you to the sixth level as soon as possible and let you meet the Death God Holy Son."

Sigrid quickly accepted Lan Qi's profession.

"Don't get me wrong, I am not the dark seal master of the Death God Bishop lineage. All my seal techniques are warm and fiery. They were born for love and peace."

Lan Qi replied with certainty.

"I've never heard of this kind of seal master."

Xi De's expression was slightly puzzled.

But she was too lazy to delve into it. Her Holy Son hardly ever needed to take action.

She didn't remember seeing Lan Qi being attacked. He never ran around randomly. He always walked over slowly after locking on to the enemy, with demeanor and elegance.

Even if others remembered that they must pretend to be cool at all times, they might not have the same high level of pretension as her Holy Son.

It just happened to suit her taste. In Sigrid's opinion, this was a bonus for him.

The distant and profound military music had now played a round, like snowflakes gently falling on the frozen continent. The new round of orchestral music began again, and the sad music suddenly became tense and conflicting. Hearing the sound of metal colliding and feeling the fire and smoke made people feel like they were in the endless battle between demons and humans.

"Shall we go?"

Xi De moved her muscles and signaled that Lan Qi was ready.

"Let's go then."

In the wind and snow, Lan Qi strode towards the border front city-state.

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(End of this chapter)