Somewhere in the eternal permafrost of Aisengar.

An unexplored region that had remained undiscovered for centuries.

However, when all the treasures were in one’s possession and they arrived near the kingdom, a light would reveal its location, granting entry only to the chosen.

Beyond the mirage-like barrier, the blizzard suddenly ceased as if it had never been there.

What appeared next was a kingdom so beautiful it seemed to be taken straight out of a fairy tale—a winter kingdom buried in snow and history. Ashies’ homeland.

They had arrived at the Kingdom of Frisian.

The two of them wandered through the streets, exploring the kingdom. The houses, belongings, and everything else remained frozen in time, preserving the past as if it had never moved forward.

“I’ve traveled through countless cities, but I’ve never seen a place like this.”

The scenery was peaceful and stunning, unlike any other city, yet it carried an inexplicable, unsettling atmosphere.@@novelbin@@

It was because no people could be seen anywhere in this vast city. Where people should have been, there were only blunt ice pillars.

The shapes and details varied slightly, but their overall forms were eerily similar.

Ashies scanned the city, her head constantly turning as if she couldn’t afford to miss anything. Her expression, though subtle, showed a mix of confusion and unease.

“There’s no one here.”

“It’s been too long.”

Time erodes all things, even over hundreds of years.

Both body and soul.

Even if they were frozen.

Unless they had been specially preserved, like Ashies.

“Do you remember anything?”

Ashies shook her head.

“Let’s go farther inside.”

They ventured deeper.

Beyond the streets, they entered the palace.

The first thing that greeted them was the garden.

It, too, was frozen.

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