Chapter 1739

He moved silently, leaving no trace on the snow. Only the occasional drop of crimson blood showed he was not a hallucination. However, even the blood quickly vanished, covered by falling snow, erasing the traces again. It was as if he had never been there. That person was none other than Arthur! He rushed straight here after escaping Petalonia. Furthermore, when Maxwell was thrown out of the palace, he found the ambrosia. This journey had been a success—except for Brock’s death. Of course, Arthur already had an explanation for Brock’s death. Swoosh, swoosh... After a long journey, Arthur finally arrived at a cliff. No, it was not just a cliff. Calling it an ice cliff would be more accurate. Whoosh... Arthur reached the edge of the ice cliff and jumped down without hesitation. Rumble... Thud... After falling for several dozen seconds, Arthur landed in the thick snow, completely unharmed. A valley appeared in front of him. The entrance of the valley seemed ordinary and ind