The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

In the early spring of the following year, the Irenfono family completely took control of most of the families on the cold side of the Snow Peak and became the most powerful family in the entire Wanren Mountain.

Mikhail Irenfono won the support of countless families. Those children called him the "Iron Lord" and praised his absolute and cold methods.

After all, the need to fight wars is becoming less and less frequent.

Only a few families were completely wiped out, but this was not the behavior of the Irenforno family - according to Mikhail, the [Evil Wolf Tribe] that was wiped out earlier began to wreak havoc on the Wanren Mountain again after a certain snowstorm, silencing one tribe after another.

He called on all the families to gather together under the leadership of the Irenforno family to resist the attack of the wolf tribe. Most of the wavering families quickly sided with the Irenforno family, while those who firmly opposed were isolated and wiped out by the reborn [Evil Wolf Tribe].

Soon, the forces on Wanren Mountain reached an unprecedented level of unity: 50% of the families almost all submitted to the Irenfono family, and most of the remaining 50% of the forces belonged to the same collective:

The Monarch family.

After gaining the support of most families, Mikhail immediately stirred up public opinion: the powerful Monak Family not only did not launch a crusade against the [Wolf Tribe] after its rebirth, but also continued to indulge in revelry in the Monak Fortress and did nothing.

In the outside world, the [World Alliance] has failed. With the fall of the Kingdom of Grau Yad, there is only an undefended wasteland left between Thebite and the Federation. Foreign enemies may invade at any time, but the Monarch family is still just maintaining the status quo and has no intention of breaking the situation.

Mikhail's argument soon gained the support of most families on Wanren Mountain. The families gradually concentrated their forces on the border, ready to launch a siege against the Monak family at any time and seize the position on the top of the snow peak.

All of this was within Mikhail's calculations. All that remained was to negotiate with the Monarch and complete the unification.

"..."

In the camp in the blizzard, Yuri stared at the sky silently, looking at the sun through countless layers of wind and snow.

Even on a sunny day, he was not afraid of the strong light cast from the sky. The light from the scorching sun forged his black eyes like some kind of raging fire. Not only did it not make him blind, but it gave him eyes that could see everything clearly even in the wind and snow.

At this moment, a strange sound came from the wind and snow. Yuri suddenly pulled out the hunting rifle from his waist and aimed it in that direction.

"Don't get excited, Yuri."

A low voice sounded, and then a pair of green eyes lit up in the wind and snow - dark green eyes.

The hooded man raised his hands and approached Yuri, his cheeks as sharp as a knife.

"Ivar." Yuri put down the shotgun.

He recognized the visitor; it was Mikhail's adopted son, a young man who grew up in the alleys of Lorton.

This adopted son should have joined the Iron Guard like Yelena and Lesev, but Mikhail made him leave Wanren Mountain and go to the Federation to work with the Federation as a mercenary.

Yuri didn't think that the young man would have a good ending. According to the traditional thinking of the Thebits, the Thebits who left Wanren Mountain usually would not have a good ending and would never return.

But Ivar is back, back from the country that is said to be full of sissies and nerds.

"Where is my father?" Ivar's voice was low. "Where is he?"

"Inside the tent," Yuri pointed behind him, "What does the Federation feel like?"

When he heard the word "Federation", Ivar's mouth twitched slightly, and his face was full of disgust.

After a moment's silence, he replied:

"Very good (Thebitten)."

After saying this, he went into the tent behind Yuri and went in to meet Mikhail.

Yuri was standing guard at the door, and didn't hear much of their conversation, only a few vague words:

"...What is the other side of the ocean like...?"

"...As expected...it's not just the tower...right?"

"...Hafurgard...already all...?"

"...Blood? Whose blood is this...?"

"...I'm so sorry, kid, she sounds like a nice girl..."

"...her...daughter...?"

"..."

Mikhail was not as taciturn as usual, and his conversation with Ivar was like that of a real father and son.

After a while, Mikhail and Ivar came out of the tent together. He walked up to Yuri and said to him:

"Ivar told me that the Monarch family agreed to the talks tonight."

"March (Thebite)."

......

Snow Peak - Monarch Fortress

Yuri had to admit that what he saw was something he had never seen before.

The steel fortress standing on the snow-capped peak, the huge walls and castles, against the backdrop of wind and snow, look like a gigantic god, overlooking the entire Wanren Mountain.

The well-trained guards of the Monark family lined up on both sides, waiting for the envoys from the Irenforno family - Mikhail Irenforno, Yuri Smirnov, Yelena Goncharova, Lesev Goncharov, Ivar Sekpas, only five people, made up the team entering the iron fortress.

Walking among such a solemn procession, Yuri remained vigilant at all times - as long as Karl Monak wanted, they could easily kill Mikhail and destroy the harbinger of rebellion directly from the head.

However, facing such a threat, Mikhail remained stern, without a trace of emotion.

"..."

As the gate of the fortress opened, a girl in a long skirt appeared from the door and saluted gracefully to the group of people:

"Hello everyone, my father has been waiting for a long time (Thebitten)."

Yuri had never seen such a beautiful girl. She had black hair and black pupils as bright as gems. Her soft face and the dress she wore highlighted her nobility, making her very different from the ordinary girls on Wanren Mountain.

She was Lianna Monarch. Yuri had already known her name. She was the jewel of the Monarch family, the daughter of Carl Monarch.

"..."

Mikhail nodded to the girl, and then, under her guidance, he walked through the torch-lit corridor and into a magnificent conference hall.

Behind the table in the middle of the conference room, a middle-aged man with a kind face was sitting. When he looked into Mikhail's eyes, he smiled and tapped the table lightly:

"I have heard of your great name for a long time, and finally I meet you in person, Mikhail Irenfono (Thebite)."

Carl Monarch's tone was leisurely and calm, and he didn't look like a warrior at all.

He looked at Mikhail in steel armor and smiled softly:

"Iron Lord, this is a good name."

A group of Monak family guards were stationed in every corner of the conference hall, holding shotguns in their hands, and seemed ready to fire at any time.

"Karl Monak," Mikhail glanced around, "Did the fireplace make you lose your ability to keep out the cold?"

"You are worse than a winter wind (Thebitten)."

[King] Carl Monarch said so, and waved his hand with a smile, signaling all the soldiers to leave:

"Okay, I admit that your method is very clever, and the trouble you caused is not small, so let's talk about it."

Mikhail nodded, then turned half of his face, signaling Yuri and his group to leave.

"Are you sure...?" Yuri asked in a low voice, but Mikhail did not answer, just turned his head and sat down opposite Karl Monak.

"Let's go," Yelena patted Yuri's back gently, "let the old guys talk."

Before leaving the room, Yuri took a last look at Mikhail's stern back and Karl Monak's good-natured appearance.

He couldn't help but wonder why the [King] dared to be alone in a room with White Wolf?

......

Extra) Ice Wolf (Part 11)

After that meeting, everything changed.

Carl Monarch voluntarily gave up the title of "King", announced his abdication, and joined the Irenforno family.

All the troops of the Monak family were assigned to the Irenforno family. Mikhail moved into the [Monak Fortress], renamed it [Iron Fortress], and became the lord on the snowy peak.

The speed at which all these changes happened was astonishing: that [King] actually gave up his power and submitted to Mikhail without any disadvantage?

Gradually, more and more mysteries surrounded this Iron Lord, and some warlords who once belonged to the Monark family began to question the talks, and even rebelled openly, refusing to accept the submission of the Irenforno family. Similar arguments gradually spread in Wanren Mountain, but Yuri was too lazy to even care.

He only knew that he was one step closer to the goal of "unification".

If the entire Wanren Mountain could be unified, the tragedy of Liuhun Ridge would not happen again.

He just continued to be the [Ice Wolf] and carried out Mikhail's will.

However, he rarely had heart-to-heart conversations with Mikhail.

"..."

After Mikhail Irenfono became the lord of the Snow Peak, he immediately began another cleanup of the [Wolf Tribe]. From the top of the Snow Peak to the bottom of the Snow Peak, countless soldiers equipped with giant armor swept through the blizzard, wiping out the reborn hungry wolves.

Yuri naturally joined the hunt. He traveled alone in the blizzard, looking for the new leader of the wolves, intending to carry out a direct decapitation operation.

He soon caught a clue: an elite wolf tribe troop was marching towards the base of a warlord who was plotting a rebellion, and could launch a new round of looting at any time.

By the time Yuri reached that place, it was already too late.

Corpses were scattered throughout the territory, and the lord's head was impaled on a pole, looking down at Yuri from the wind and snow.

In the open space outside the territory, countless soldiers dressed in wolf-hair and giant armor were dancing around a campfire. Several twisted hands stretched out from the campfire and were gradually turning black.

As they were celebrating, the wind and snow became stronger and stronger, blocking everyone's vision.

"Hmm? Such a heavy snow (Thebitten)?"

A wolf soldier muttered to himself, and suddenly he felt a chill in his chest, and a piece of cold steel pierced through his chest.

Then, screams were heard from all over the blizzard, one after another, but most of them were drowned out by the blizzard.

After the hunt was over, Yuri grabbed the last remaining wolf soldier and pressed him hard into the snow.

"Ugh!"

"Tell me! Where is your lord (in Thebite)!" Yuri shouted at the wolf soldier, with a rare look of anger on his bearded face, "Why are you doing this!"

He thought back to Soul Ridge, the day he had to flee his hometown, and the blizzard on the ice field.

At this moment, the wolf soldier turned his head in horror and looked at Yuri tremblingly.

The moment they looked at each other, Yuri's face froze.

——This is just a child of seventeen or eighteen years old.

He looked at Yuri with tears in his eyes, his bloodstained face full of confusion, like a teenager who had done something wrong.

"No... I don't want to do this!" He sobbed and looked at Yuri, "He said that we have to do this in order to survive, otherwise we will all..."

"Who told you to do this?" Yuri's hands trembled.

The wolf boy swallowed his saliva and trembled continuously. Under Yuri's questioning, he shook his head violently:

"I...I can't tell you. If I tell you, I will..."

"I will kill you," Yuri said coldly, holding his shaking hands, "just like you killed them."

"No...don't! I was forced! I..."

"You will have to pay a price," Yuri pressed on. "Well, I'll give you three seconds."

"three..."

"two..."

"one--"

"I said! I said!"

The boy closed his eyes and yelled desperately, looking completely insane.

Then, the name he uttered was like a hammer hitting Yuri's head -

"Mikhail Irenfono, he made us do this!"

......

In the study of the Iron Fortress, Mikhail sat in a rocking chair in front of the fireplace, sipping a glass of wine from the cellar.

The wine cellar of the Monarch family has always been unique on Wanren Mountain. They were the only ones who had the conditions to privately store precious wines in the turbulent times when warlords were in power, so naturally they became the representative level of Thebes.

Mikhail sipped a glass of wine carefully, closed his eyes and reveled in it for a while, then turned to the fireplace and said: