Seo Jun-Ho sat on a folding chair in the training room. The Frost Queen was staring down at him. 

“Carve the sight of my power into your mind.”

“Gladly.” 

As she summoned her power, the temperature of the room quickly dropped. She spread her small hands. 

Crackle! 

Dozens of ice spears shot up from the ground. 

Seo Jun-Ho couldn’t even dream of doing that with his current level of magic. But he only watched more attentively. 

‘This won’t be all.’ 

He was right. Dozens of ice arrows formed in the air, and a shield also formed near the ceiling. As it fell to the ground, sturdy walls rose. 

“You could wage a war all by yourself.” 

With this, she could have easily killed 100 dark elves. But his judgment was anticlimactic. 

“Not bad.”

“W-what? Are you suggesting that this is merely ‘not bad’?” 

Naturally, she started to throw a fit, complaining that she was greatly weakened because she had become a spirit. 

“That’s none of my concern. Even though it might be a bit sloppy,...