It started to snow again near Furnace Fortress, but this time the snow was light, and there seemed to be no discernible clouds in the sky. So everyone knew that such a snowfall would actually stop in a few hours.
The Prime Minister of the Ice Cold Empire stepped out of the underground bunker in this weather and breathed in the fresh air; this kind of air was indeed refreshing, and the cold temperature invigorated the mind.
"Sir... the latest news... the 12th Corps is likely facing grave danger." An officer walked out of the bunker, approached the Dwarf Prime Minister, and reported in a lowered voice.
"What do you mean by likely?" The Prime Minister of the Ice Cold Empire looked at the other party and instinctively asked this question. In fact, after asking, he roughly guessed the reason.
