In a room entirely constructed of ice.
Aster Grant was seated on a cold ice bench, flanked by two towering Snow Wolf Clansmen.
Opposite him, Seraphina gazed at him with an unabashedly probing look.
Her silver-white long hair cascaded like an icy waterfall, almost blending in with the ice crystal decorations around her, and her ice-blue eyes sparkled with curiosity.
Her slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the ice table before her, making a crisp knocking sound, and then she spoke in a clear, cold voice:
"Human, state your purpose for coming to the Snow Kingdom."
Although she sensed no trace of the Demon Clan's aura from this human's body.
She still needed to interrogate him for precaution's sake.
Aster Grant didn't answer immediately but silently surveyed his surroundings.
He observed that everything about the Snow Wolf Clan—
from the tables and chairs to the wall decorations, even the weapons hanging in the corners...
was all forged from ice.
