The Teleportation Hall on the Negative Sixth Floor was filled with idle chatter as Antanas, Sinora, Planai, and Hughberlian waited.
They sat around a long table in the Great Hall. The snacks on it vanished before long, and Hughberlian's bottle of liquor was empty as well.
The cold air was filled with eager anticipation. Every so often, they glanced toward the Frost Corridor.
"Does the King know you can drink this much, Hughberlian? She even tried so hard to take your liquor for you."
Antanas looked at Hughberlian drinking as though it were water and exclaimed in amazement.
"He definitely doesn't know. He might actually be afraid of alcohol himself."
Hughberlian shook her head helplessly.
It was the first time she had ever seen Lanqi hesitate over something. In the end, though, Lanqi had still resolutely refused to let her touch the Snowy Plains Liquor.
Antanas nodded repeatedly.
The New King really did care for the Second Princess. Anyone who provoked the Second Princess would definitely suffer all kinds of revenge from the New King.
As they chatted and laughed, a figure with black hair and green eyes slowly emerged from the frost.
Every stretch of corridor she passed through seemed to be illuminated by her presence. The harsh surroundings and swirling magic seemed incapable of affecting her in the slightest. Strolling through this cold and perilous corridor was as easy for her as walking through a garden in spring.
The Poet of Great Love reached the Great Hall on the Negative Sixth Floor and stood before them without a scratch.
The three members of the Great Demon Race who witnessed this with their own eyes could not help feeling as though they were looking at a monster.
They had just traversed this route twice, so they naturally knew how