"Who Are You?"

"What is this...?!"

At that moment, Riezel was utterly shocked.

Because within Cloria's opened eyes, golden radiance was gradually gathering.

That golden radiance made Riezel think of someone almost immediately.

That person was Liz.

"Boom!"

Just as Riezel was astonished by this, an incredible power erupted from Cloria's body.

It was an extreme chill.

A terrifying cold.

White mist formed by ultra-low temperatures erupted like waves, causing wind and snow to rise around Cloria and freezing everything in her vicinity.

The wind and snow quickly swallowed the ground of the Stalactite Cave, turning it into a world of ice and snow.

"Whoosh!"

As Teleportation Magic activated, Riezel appeared at the edge of that frozen world, avoiding the wave-like surge of white mist.

No, that was not white mist. It was frigid air.

"This woman really does have a problem."

Riezel's eyes flickered.

Before his eyes, at the center of the extreme chill, the figure lying on the ground slowly rose.

Her thick clothing turned into icy fragments beneath the extreme cold and withered away, exposing her devilish figure to the air.

Her long hair floated as though stirred by a wind, gradually turning ice-blue from the roots onward.

Carrying wind and snow, wreathed in cold, the girl turned her golden eyes toward Riezel.

The originally plain and ordinary-looking face of hers suddenly began to change drastically.

It was as though the mist covering her face had completely dispersed. A fair, exquisite face, delicate enough to seem breakable at a touch and so perfect one might suspect it had been meticulously designed by the god of art, silently replaced her former unremarkable appearance.

Riezel had seen that face before.

When he had first met Cloria and noticed the incongruity in her appearance, he had glimpsed this face through Clear World.

This