Through the carriage window, they could see a middle-aged man in an elaborate robe covered in magical patterns, standing silently beneath the tree-shaped emblem representing Savage Cave.
He was Horus.
Since Gloria was closest to the carriage door, she was the first to open it and step down.
When Angel emerged from the carriage, he vaguely heard Gloria muttering under her breath, "Just as cold as ever—like the most frigid polar night."
Angel was dazed for a moment before realizing that Gloria was referring to Horus.
Horus, "Winter Sovereignty"—even from his title, it was clear that he was a wizard who specialized in the ice element.
"With him in the room, there'd probably be no need for ice magic. You could just make frozen Mermaid Shell slices and keep them fresh for twelve hours," Gloria quietly grumbled at Angel's side. She did not dare say it to Horus's face; only because Horus was speaking with Sanders did she dare whisper in Angel's ear.
Horus was extraordinarily powerful. Every trace of elemental aura around him was completely restrained, with no possibility of leaking out. Gloria's description was purely exaggeration.
After exchanging a few words with Sanders, Horus swept his gaze in their direction.
When Horus's eyes passed over Gloria, she felt an icy chill seep down her back. Fortunately, Horus did not look at her for long, instead turning his gaze directly to Angel.
Horus's eyes remained steeped in an unmelting coldness. Paired with those emotionless heterochromatic pupils, they made him seem all the more detached and indifferent. Yet, on closer inspection, his gaze was clearly somewhat gentler than when he looked at Gloria. Still, aside from those close to him, probably no one could discern any shift in Horus's emotions.
Looking at Angel, Horus said flatly, "Lord Rhein is very