White Gorge III

The mist-shrouded canyon appeared before the Broken Sword Knight Order like a fissure cleaved by a bolt of lightning. The crack split the entire glacier apart, making mortals seem incredibly tiny beneath this masterpiece of nature. As Freya raised her head to look at the glacier's shattered cross-section, she felt as though she were no more than dust beneath a giant's feet.

The narrow fissure stretched for several miles. Between the crisscrossing, slanted ice surfaces, it formed a winding, twisting path. Layer upon layer of ice covered the cliffs on both sides, while ice pillars and ice spikes made the entire canyon look as intricate and labyrinthine as a maze.

"This is truly magnificent!" Blund murmured to himself. Behind him, the young knights from Cruz also gazed at the scene in awe.

"What about that deer...?" Faced with such scenery, Aleya had to admit that there might indeed have been some reason they had followed that stag all this time. Even so, that did nothing to change his stubborn refusal to admit it.

"It went inside," the mountain knight Rollo replied firmly.

"But I can't see even its shadow now. Does it expect us to go in? That doesn't seem right. There are traps everywhere beneath these ice walls. It reminds me of those dangerous wild valleys in Sukalas Valley when we trained. As the host, even if it won't stay behind to lead us, it should at least have said something. Besides, who knows how long this canyon is? What if it's a dead end?" Aleya countered.

Rollo shot him a glance, too lazy to argue with the man.

In the end, Xiao Peiluo stepped forward to defuse the situation. "All right, Aleya has a point. Although that divine spirit guided us here, we still don't know what lies