Let us partake.
White nodded, descending stairs.
Typically, she refrained from breakfast.
Hence, she allowed her dark elf servants to present the menu.
She would sample dishes that sounded appetizing.
While the milk and wheat products were acquired from the dwarven kingdom, they were not savages.
Their cuisine bore resemblance to that of humans, albeit with a particular fondness for meat and ale.
Just as Whiteu settled down and took a bite of her sandwich, another dark elf entered, clearly bearing news.
My lord, beyond the dark forest, the specters have discovered a severely wounded leaderclass icefield white tiger.
Startled, white, you pondered, had not the icefield white tigers migrated long ago? Could it be silver tide? Setting down her halfeaten sandwich, she rose and a spatial teleportation array manifested before her.
In the next moment, she stepped through, vanishing from the sight of the two dark elves.
Upon reappearing, she found herself outside the dark forest.
At the sight of the former city, Whiteu immediately spotted the ice field white tiger lying in the distance, guarded by two specters.
Her form flickered, and she materialized beside the injured creature.
Recognizing it, she realized it was the tiger guard that had served Silver Tide.
"What transpired?" she inquired.
Returning to the queen, my subordinates found it here, already unconscious.
The two specters stepped aside as Whiteu crouched to assess the tiger's wounds.
The injuries were not overly severe.
It was merely exhausted.
In this case, there was little she could do but wait for it to regain its strength and awaken on its own.
With verdant energy swirling in her palm, she swiftly healed all the injuries of the unconscious icefield white tiger.
Bayou once again unleashed her realm of frost, instantly transforming her surroundings into a wintry landscape with snowflakes gently descending from above.
After ascending to the imperial level, Bayou realized that her domain had significantly strengthened compared to her previous royal level.
This environment would surely facilitate a swifter recovery for it.
And this was the last endeavor she could undertake.
After all, it would be impractical to allow it to rest in her own chamber, wouldn't it? You may leave now.
I can manage here on my own, as you wish, your majesty.
The two phantoms departed while Bayou fashioned a chair from ice, reclining with her legs crossed.
Patiently awaiting the awakening of the ice field white tiger.
Chapter 375.
The rescue mission.
After a considerable time, the tiger manuard, having regained a measure of strength, drowsy opened his eyes.
Before him stood a figure clad in white, nonchalantly seated with legs crossed, observing him intently.
The surroundings were blanketed in solid ice with snowflakes gently descending from the heavens.
Upon recognizing by you, the tiger man guard exhibited unmistakable agitation, suppressing his exhaustion as he transformed into human form and knelt on one knee before her.
"My lord, I beseech you to save our queen.
" His gaze was earnest.
Yet trepidation lingered within as he bowed his head in submission.
Arise and tell me what transpired.
Did not she lead you all back to the far north? Byou's expression conveyed an air of realization.
This tiger manuard as a confidant of Inshi had traversed great distances to seek her out.
The urgency of his mission clearly indicated that calamity had befallen inshi.
Indeed, my lord.
The queen intended to guide us back to our homeland to assess the situation and discreetly amass strength.
Waiting for the moment she could break through to the royal level and reclaim power.
The tiger man guard succinctly recounted the rationale behind their earlier departure.
It must be noted that Ian she had been rather hasty.
She could have chosen to await her royal breakthrough amidst the frigid peaks before returning to their homeland.
However, Bayou soon gleaned the specific from the guard's account.
The Icefield White Tiger Clan, while residing in the frigid expanse and remaining inconspicuous, possessed a strength that surpassed that of most empires.
Within the clan, there were seven elders, all of royal caliber, who deliberated on the clan's affairs, rendering the position of a true leader.
To be precise, these seven ice field white tigers belonged to seven different tribes.
Following the demise of the previous white tiger queen, they had each governed independently.
Yet to prevent internal strife, the entire clan was managed collectively by these seven factions.
Among them, there existed factions that were supportive of Inshi, those that remained neutral and those that were opposed.
The ratio of these factions was 1 2 4 with the majority of the elders reluctant to allow Inshi to assume control over the clan.
However, the supportive faction, despite their awareness, found themselves powerless against the overwhelming opposition.
The antagonistic faction even resorted to selling information about Ini to the Beastman Empire under the pretext of her halfbeast lineage, and they covertly dispatched assassins after her.
Inshi's haste to return was driven by her desire to win over the two neutral factions.
Yet, unforeseen events transpired.
The White Tiger clan was unexpectedly visited by uninvited guests, high-ranking officials from the Beastman Empire.
Their intentions remained shrouded in mystery.
They may have sought to persuade the Icefield White Tigers to join their ranks, or there could have been other motives at play.
Among the visitors was a do-headed man endowed with a unique bloodline ability that allowed him to detect the scent of other beastmen.
Consequently, Ini was successfully located.
The Ice Field White Tigers had no desire to ally with the Beastman Empire.
Yet they found themselves powerless against the latter's aggressive advances as the circumstances dictated their plight.
Fortuitously, the dogheaded man stumbled upon Inshi, thus providing the opposition with a formidable leverage.
Enraged, the opposing faction rallied, and a neutral faction swiftly turned against her, leaving the supportive faction in a state of helplessness.
They mobilized the entirety of the clan's forces in an attempt to capture Inshi with four elders even taking matters into their own hands.
In she sustained grave injuries but cleverly utilized the peculiarities of spatial magic to successfully retreat to the sanctuary where she had once slumbered among her kin.
This sanctuary was sealed by her father s enchantment.
Even after centuries of gradual depletion, the remaining strength of the seal was formidable enough that it could not be easily breached by mere royal level beings.
Nonetheless, the deeprooted heritage of the entire clan was a considerable factor and the frost magic possessed sealing capabilities as well.
Given the longevity of this seal, it was improbable that they had not conducted some research on it.
Thus, the duration for which this seal could withstand the impending threat was uncertain.
and the Tiger Man guard was acutely aware that it could be shattered at any moment, leaving the gravely injured in she devoid of any means of resistance.
The Tiger Man guard managed to escape with the assistance of a member from the close faction, likely with the tacid approval of the clan elder.
By the time they were discovered, he had successfully departed the tribal grounds.
Ins predicament was indeed dire, and the Tiger Mangard could find no other ally to assist her.
Their final hope rested upon by you to confront seven royal level opponents could potentially antagonize the powerful halfwork empire.
Would she extend her aid to the queen? The tiger man guard recounted the situation.
His gaze lowered to Bayu swaying shoes.
Seven royal elders from the white tiger clan.
Bayou pondered analyzing the power dynamics on both sides.
Their own royal level strength was considerable.
Yet she could not mobilize Ada and Aair and the extreme northern lands were quite distant.
Dispatching forces would consume too much time.
Of course, it was uncertain whether all seven elders would engage in the conflict.
The neutral faction remained ambiguous.
While at least the close faction could be deemed theatrical.
What kind of strength did the high-ranking members from the Halffor Empire possess? Bayou rose from her icy chair, surveying the Tiger Man guard from a lofty vantage.
It was said that they were merely a group of king-level beings potentially led by a royal level individual.
By this time, they might have already departed the extreme northern lands.
The Tiger Man Guard could only speculate vaguely, lacking precise information.
Lead the way, Bayou's voice rang clear, surprising the Tiger Man Guard with its unexpected decisiveness.
After all, they were facing seven royal level beings.
Bayou's reasoning was straightforward.
These high-ranking clan elders would not remain stationed outside.