Zephirin turned around and saw Velin holding Xuemiyya. Suddenly remembering something, she reached out and condensed two icy marks, sending them into their bodies.
The soul-piercing cold vanished instantly.
Once she had recovered, Xuemiyya slipped out of Velin's arms, yet she still held his right hand without letting go.
"My lord, my lady, I'm very sorry," Zephirin said apologetically as she came before Velin.
"It's fine."
Velin waved his hand in response.
If Zephirin had done it deliberately, he certainly would not have let her off easily.
But since it had been unintentional, there was no need to pursue the matter.
At that moment, a faint sound reached them.
Looking toward it, they saw two snow-white creatures charging toward them at high speed.
Seeing this, Velin pulled Xuemiyya behind him. As he watched the approaching creatures, he raised his hand and formed several spears, ready to hurl them, only for Zephirin to stop him.
"My lord, those are Snowfield Wolves, mounts I tamed. Please do not attack them."
"Native creatures?" Velin waved his hand, dispersing the spears and withdrawing his power. Staring at the two Snowfield Wolves with somewhat foolish-looking eyes, he asked quietly.
"Yes," Zephirin replied. "After entering this place, I subdued a Snowfield Wolf tribe of more than two hundred wolves. They feed on ice, so they are very easy to raise."
"For now, I use this Snowfield Wolf tribe as transport and as servants to search for Transcendent Resources."
When the two enormous Snowfield Wolves came within a hundred meters of Velin, they braced their legs and began to brake sharply.
In an instant, the two Snowfield Wolves flew up from the ground, flipped over, and crashed down before the three of them.
"Awoo~"
"Awoo~ Awoo~"
Under Velin's gaze, the two Snowfield Wolves gnawed wildly at the