There was a whoosh, and Suho blinked. He had returned to reality.0

The first thing he noticed was a flower made of frost floating above the steaming water of the spring. Sirka’s quiet voice resonated from within. “Suho… I think I just met my grandfather,” she said.0

“What?” Don’t tell me… Is Sirka the granddaughter of the Monarch of Frost?0

There was a sudden crack as the flower unfurled its petals, ice crystals flying in all directions. Sirka’s form was revealed, and at the same time, the frost flew into her hand and coagulated.0

Ding.0

[The Monarch of Frost and the King of the Snow Folk transfers his item, “Trident of the Ice Tree,” to his successor, “Sirka.”]1

A long object made of ice rose from Sirka’s palm. It was a trident.0

“Incredible! This energy… Can it be?” Beru, who had no idea what Suho had just seen, quickly stepped in front of the hunter as if to shield him.0

“It’s all right,” Suho said, taking the shadow ant in his arms to calm him. “She’s on our side.”0

“Eh?” Beru cocked his head...0