It felt so good to be close to the witch!

"Ais, Lilia, Shanika, let's go!"

Chapter 115 The Shadow of Hidden Gold: The Balance

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"Gulu gulu..."

Beneath the Star Lake, in the Magic Pulse Space, the lava lake was still scalding hot and boiling, but compared to two days ago, the number of lava bubbles had decreased significantly, and the magical turbulence surging from the dark void was only one-third of what it used to be.

Turning his gaze away from the Lost Ice Coffin, whose surface patterns were just a hair's breadth away from fully illuminating, Andrew, the legendary knight of the Flame Sword, asked with a slightly worried expression, "Young Miss, can the people of the Witch's Guild really be trusted?"

Hearing Andrew's words, Fuma's expression remained unchanged, but she felt somewhat helpless inside.

Andrew had asked her this question countless times over the past two days, but she knew that Mr. Andrew was only doing so out of concern for her.

"do not worry."

Fuma said in her usual tone.

Just as Andrew was about to say something, he suddenly looked up and stared at the translucent vortex above.

Fuma was weaker than Andrew, but with the help of her talent, her perception was not much different, so she looked up at almost the same time.

Under their gaze, a few drops of azure light fell from the slowly rotating, translucent vortex, and in the next instant, a stream of light composed of countless azure points of light fell straight down.

"Crack!"

The seemingly massive blue streak of light did not cause any vibration when it fell; the only "crack" sound was the sound of ice crystals forming on the ground.

Andrew flashed in front of Fuma, shielding her behind him. His right hand rested on the knight's sword at his waist, and his eyes were solemnly fixed on the center point where the azure light was falling.

Vast expanses of icy mist, carrying scattered streams of azure light, obscured the clear vision within.

As the icy mist descended, a crimson ring of light expanded beneath Andrew's feet, protecting him and Fuma. The incoming icy mist dissipated automatically upon entering the ring's range.

Knowing in advance that members of the Witch's Guild would be coming, Andrew did not take any aggressive actions, but simply deployed a small area of ​​his domain to resist the ice mist.

He could tell that the icy mist was not an attack from the other side, but merely the aftershocks of its landing.

Andrew's eyes were solemn. He could sense that at the center of the icy mist, there was a presence that instinctively threatened him. That aura was icy and bone-chilling, and after a long time of sensing it, even his consciousness seemed to become slightly stagnant.

What an amazing Grand Witch!

As a legend, Andrew encountered countless enemies throughout his life, including a rare Grand Witch.

Compared to the Grand Witch of my memory, the being in the icy mist before me is far, far stronger in every aspect.

The mere fact that he was a Grand Master was enough to make him, a legend, feel threatened.

Fortunately, this should be one of our own.

The icy mist quickly dissipated, and a figure gradually appeared in Andrew and Fuma's eyes.

White hair, silver eyes, a deep purple dress, and a mask made of white ice crystals on her face.

"Miss Ais, you've arrived."

"Mr. Andrew, let me introduce you. This is Miss Ais, the Ice Crown Witch."

“Miss Ais, this is Mr. Andrew, the legendary knight of the Flame Sword.”

Behind Andrew, Fuma stepped forward and spoke with a slightly raised tone.

Fuma wasn't surprised that only Ais came.

Although Lord Roy was mysterious in her eyes, he was, after all, only a Silver rank with weak strength.

Ais didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly, showing neither closeness nor distance.

"Will the Witch only send one person?" Andrew suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Ais tilted her head slightly, looking at the knight who was like a giant in front of her, and said in a voice as cold as frost: "I alone am enough."

To the world, Andrew is a tall and mighty knight, but to Ais, he is more than that.

Seeing the essence through the appearance, in Ais's eyes, Andrew is an ultra-miniature sun condensed to the extreme, and the area radiating from his body is the halo of light spreading from the ultra-miniature sun.

The indescribable, pure battle aura, the legendary pressure, made Ais's heart sink slightly.

But there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

The sense of threat posed by this giant legendary knight was worlds apart from that of the Fang Wind legendary knight Sima he had faced before. Although still powerful, he did not evoke a sense of despair that he felt powerless to resist.

Is there really such a big difference between a Legendary One-Star and a Legendary Three-Star?

This thought flashed through Ais's mind.

"..."

Andrew couldn't refute the witch's words; she was indeed very powerful. After a brief silence, he nodded slightly in acknowledgment, then retreated behind Fuma and remained silent.

Because they were not familiar with each other, after a brief introduction, the atmosphere quickly became somewhat awkward and silent.

After a brief silence, Fuma was the first to start the conversation.

"Miss Ais, let me explain the current situation and our subsequent plans."

She walked to the Lost Ice Coffin and pointed to the glowing patterns on its surface: "In just over an hour, the Lost Ice Coffin will be fully charged. Then, we will lie inside and it will be officially put into use."

"The Lost Ice Coffin's ability is 'absolute isolation,' so when the ice coffin closes, my connection with the Scales of Displacement will also be severed."

"The function of Class A forbidden items, to some extent, involves rules, and has an absolute binding effect on the user, the user, and even the forbidden item itself."

"I was affected by the Scales of Replacement, and a part of my heart is permanently missing. After I enter the Lost Ice Coffin, this effect will be forcibly isolated, which will cause a paradox in the operating rules of the Scales of Replacement."

"The scales of substitution have taken a price, but they cannot be used against me. The intense conflict of rules will cause the scales of substitution and its user to suffer a huge backlash, forcing them to come to the location of the lost ice coffin and try to resolve the things that are hindering the operation of its rules."

"At that time, Mr. Andrew will be responsible for dealing with the user of the Scales of Replacement, and Miss Ais, you only need to guard the Lost Ice Coffin to prevent any possible enemies from forcibly opening it."

"Once the Lost Ice Coffin is opened, the operating rules of the Balance of Power will return to normal, which also means that this operation has completely failed."

"My time is running out, there will be no second chance. This plan is my last and only attempt."

"So, I'm leaving everything to you, Miss Ais."

Ais's expression was cold, her eyes unwavering: "As per the deal, I will remain by the Lost Ice Coffin until a legend strikes."

"Thank you."

After sincerely thanking Ais, Fuma gazed at the Lost Ice Coffin, where the last part of the patterns was gradually lighting up. Her eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions, including excitement, trepidation, and worry.

"Now, all that's left is to wait..."

Ais walked to the side of the lost ice coffin and stopped. The next moment, ice crystals condensed from the ground and finally formed an ice crystal throne.

Sitting on the throne, Ais closed her eyes and silently adjusted her state.

A faint hint of envy flashed in the depths of Andrew's eyes as he glanced at the ice crystal throne.

The witch's talent was indeed exceptional; even though Andrew was already a legend, he couldn't materialize his battle aura to this extent.

But magic can do this with ease.

If it weren't for the existence of pollution, which restrained the witch's power, it's hard to say who would be hunting whom within the Radiant Empire.

Without further thought, Andrew sat cross-legged. The great battle was about to begin, and he needed to get himself into peak condition.

However, neither Andrew nor Fuma noticed that behind the ice crystal throne where Ais sat, the shadow rippled slightly.

Roy and Shanica held Lilia's hands, and with the help of Lilia's talent, they became invisible in the shadows.

Although her talent has already evolved perfectly once, Lilia's strength before reaching the Grand rank might not be enough to fool the legendary Andrew.

Even the slightest fluctuation of magical energy is as clear as a lighthouse in a storm to a legendary knight with incredibly sharp perception.

But Ais's existence perfectly made up for this.

Given Ais's strength, entering the magic pulse space wouldn't require such a grand display. The reason she did this was to use her surging magic power to conceal Lilia's faint magical aura.

The magical fluctuations emanating from the Ice Crystal Throne perfectly masked Lilia's barely perceptible magical aura.

Roy hid himself mainly because he didn't want to run into the legendary knights who were by Fuma's side.

Although Fuma and Andrew signed a blood pact to keep quiet about everything they had seen and heard in the past few days, nothing in this world is absolute. What if Andrew is willing to risk his life to tell everyone?

Although the possibility was so low as to be almost nonexistent, Roy, always seeking the best of both worlds, chose to remain hidden.

If possible, he hoped everything would go smoothly, and that he, Lilia, and Shanika wouldn't have to lift a finger from beginning to end.

However, if an unexpected event does occur, he and the two witches, who are hidden in the shadows, can also serve as surprise troops and provide assistance at crucial moments.

……

Time ticked by anxiously as they waited.

One hour and fourteen minutes later, the last small section of patterns on the lost ice coffin was finally illuminated.

This means that the Lost Ice Coffin can be activated at any time.

Andrew, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up, and Ais, who was on the ice crystal throne, also opened her eyes.

Fuma took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over Andrew and Ais, and nodded to them.

"I'm entrusting everything to you."

After receiving nods of agreement from the two, Fuma went to the side of the lost ice coffin.

During the waiting period, she was filled with a mix of emotions, but when the time came for the action to begin, she became incredibly calm.

She has done everything she could. If she still cannot overcome her destined death, then it is fate, and she has no one to blame but herself.

After charging was complete, the surface of the Lost Ice Coffin was fully opened, and a faint mist of ice rose up.

Without hesitation, Fuma lifted her foot, stepped into the ice coffin, and slowly lay down inside.

Andrew walked to the lost ice coffin, looked at Fuma lying quietly with her hands on her lower abdomen, and solemnly said, "Leave everything to me, Miss, you can rest assured."

A very faint smile appeared at the corner of Fuma's mouth.

Sensing that someone had entered, the lid of the Lost Ice Coffin began to slowly close, and the ice mist inside the coffin suddenly thickened, completely obscuring Fuma.

"Crack!"

The Lost Ice Coffin closed, and a blinding light shone from the patterns on its surface, forcing even Andrew and Ais, with their strength, to close their eyes.

When the light faded, the lost ice coffin had returned to its ancient appearance.