"Of course, we're leaving from here, aren't we?"
Hearing the elderly mermaid's loud interrogation, Leon, who was about to break the ice, withdrew his hand and turned around with a slightly puzzled expression:
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"No... nothing..."
Seeing the water membrane around him disappear, yet Leon still dared to directly reach out and touch the surrounding ice layers without showing any discomfort, the elderly mermaid's cheeks twitched, and he had to swallow back the scolding words that had reached his mouth.
That ice couldn't even be touched by the Pillar God! You dare to use your hand directly? You... since you're obviously not afraid of the cold, why did you insist on bringing me here?
Carefully taking a step back to avoid the splattering ice chips when Leon broke the ice, the elderly mermaid looked at Leon's back, momentarily unsure of what to say.
