The Land of Frost, located in the plains outside the Fortress.

The soldiers guarding the fortress will patrol the outside in small teams while the blizzard is in place to ensure that no demon invaders will invade.

When Ravel arrived at the fortress, he assumed the role of scout leader.

Life in the fortress is boring, and his fiancée is nowhere to be found... The leaves of the World Tree, bestowed upon him by the new king of the Frost Nation, are the only artifact that can dispel the tedium of military life.

Today, Ravel came to the plains with his subordinates to reconnoiter as usual, but was attacked by a group of unknown guys.

The attacker was shrouded in tattered black robes, and the magic he unleashed was vicious and swift, and before Ravel could give orders to his subordinates, the horse he was riding was reduced to minced meat and fell into the snow.

Ravel also fell into the snow in an embarrassed position, and when he tried to get up to fight back, something knocked on the back of his head and he fainted.

When Ravel awoke again, he found himself bound by a rope made of magic!

He looked around, and the black-robed men had surrounded him, and Ravel saw religious symbols of unknown meaning on the black robes.

"Who the hell are you? Dare to kidnap the soldiers of the Land of Frost. Ravel shouted a warning of what the black-robed men were doing.

But they didn't react at all, and Ravel was trying to break free when someone knocked his head straight into the snow.

Ravel squinted at the guy who had knocked him down, and beneath the tattered robe was a godless face that Ravel recognized.

This is a new recruit in his reconnaissance team.

"Johnnyson! What are you doing! ”

Ravel raised his voice, but his expression didn't change, and a cry of pain came from the other side.

Half of his cheeks were buried in the snow, but he could barely see what was happening on his left.

The other members of the reconnaissance team were also kidnapped, and as one of them gradually regained consciousness, a black-robed man suddenly covered his cheek with his hand.

Ravel could see clearly the arm of the black-robed man, which was stamped with a large number of inscriptions, and the inscriptions also exuded a metallic luster, and the other man's height seemed to be much shorter than the other accomplices.

Magic? Ravel's eyes turned to the scout again, and he let out a terrified wail, and it wasn't long before he collapsed in the snow.

By the time the scout got up again, his eyes had become blank and he was muttering strange things.

"It's time for the heart lock to go to the next one."

An old voice urged the diminutive black-robed man, but the black-robed man named Heartlock just stood there quietly.

"This person is not tasty, the amount... Too little. ”

The black-robed man named Heartlock sounded very strange, and Ravel felt like the frequencies of many women's voices were spliced together.

"Maybe the next person's emotions will be more delicious?"

The old man standing behind Xinshuo urged her again, and she nodded slightly before slowly coming to Ravel's face.

The recruit behind Ravel also made him sit up again, facing the presence in front of him.

The inscribed arm reached out to Ravel, who widened his eyes and saw a strange protozol embedded in her palm.

When Ravel reflected again, he was in the dark cavern, and his dead brother was standing in front of him.

Is this an illusion? Ravel glanced around and reached out to touch the rock wall, the touch was real.

Ravel's brother waved at him and smiled at him, 'You've slept here long enough.'

When Ravel was about to reach out and grab his brother's hand, his brother's chest was suddenly pierced by a spike, and the other's face began to gradually distort.

At this moment, Ravel remembered! His brother had died months earlier...... The scene around him began to change gradually, and an unspeakable fear swept through his body.

'It's not delicious. ’

Suddenly, Ravel's ears rang with this voice, and the changing scene around him disappeared in an instant, and when Ravel opened his eyes again, he was back in the snow again.

A black-robed man came up to him and handed him an identical robe, while another untied him.

Ravel's consciousness was still there, he could pull out the dagger and wipe out the neck of the person in front of him, but Ravel didn't.

Although he didn't know what helped him ward off the nightmare, Ravel had to pretend to be one of them to survive.

Ravel put on the somewhat shabby robe, and then subconsciously shook the pendant made of the leaves of the World Tree on his chest.

Gone?

Ravel looked up in some panic and saw that his pendant was in the hands of the black-robed man called Heartlock.

At this moment, the killing intent surged into Ravel's heart, but he could barely hold back.

She has the ability to invade other people's consciousness, and the strength of other black-robed people is even more unknown.

When he finds help, it's not too late to come back and destroy this group of weird cultists!

………………

"Are you still not satisfied? Heartlock? ”

The black-robed man in the lead turned to look at her and asked.

"The amount of a single human being is too small."

She silently glanced at the group of humans behind her who walked like corpses, and added in a strange tone.

"I don't feel anything."

"It's okay, do you see that barrier in the distance? There is enough food there. The leader said to her in a tone of excitement that was a little crazy, "I will be able to satisfy you." ”

She didn't answer the black-robed man, but just fixed her eyes on the pendant in her hand.

The tender green leaves are sealed in translucent pendants... The leaf had a fatal attraction in her eyes.

She didn't understand where this attraction came from, but she subconsciously activated the magic engraved on her arm.

A tidal wave of thoughts poured into her consciousness beyond her control, and when she forcibly stopped her thoughts and waited for the oncoming torrent to subside...

Everything around her finally calmed down, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a luxurious hallway.

The spotless floor reflects her slightly emaciated figure, and the surrounding decorations vividly interpret the word gorgeous.

But what really caught her attention was the sound of music that came out of nowhere, and she followed the music blankly through the hallway to the hall of the building.

A young girl in a long golden dress is dancing in the hall with a slightly hideous beast.

The ball of the nobility... She'd seen it countless times, and had ruined it several times, turning everything in the ball into ruins.

But a great deal of joy rippled through her dead heart, and in her colorless pupils, she watched the two figures on the dance floor be dyed with excitement again.

At this moment, for the first time since she woke up, she tasted the emotion called joy.