"【Snow Mastiff Knight】, this is Angus's territory, his own secret domain."
"He's the only one who knows this."
If Angus brings someone here, it means that person has already been sentenced to death by Angus.
No one has ever been able to survive in the snowy land ruled by Angus.
Because if Angus allowed others to enter, he was already determined that anyone who entered would never be able to leave.
Therefore, when Viktor was fighting Angus, Angus already harbored murderous intent.
Of course, he never beat Viktor.
However, Viktor was so focused on defeating Angus that he failed to notice the problems lurking in this area.
Perhaps deep within this territory lies a secret about Angus, the former owner of the Snow Mastiff Armor.
Therefore, Victor had Gwen put on this armor to summon this snowy realm.
At that moment, Gwen lowered her sword.
He took off his helmet with both hands, tossed his long hair, and his silvery-white hair drew a long trail in the night sky, like a silver river in the flying snow.
Mysterious, noble, and elegant.
Kefla looked at Gwen standing alone in the snowstorm, and a strange feeling rose in her heart.
It feels like this armor was created specifically for Gwen.
Viktor slowly began to explain to her:
"This armor is blessed by the ice element."
"After Angus's death, only Gwen was qualified to wield this armor."
He turned to look at Kefla:
"How about we have a spar with Gwen?"
"Now, you might not be able to beat her."
Upon hearing this, Kefla immediately became interested.
She turned and jogged toward Gwen, a smile on her face.
They seem to be looking forward to a thrilling match between Gwen and her.
"Gwen! Want to practice with your sister?"
Victor watched Kefla's purple figure disappear into the distance; her purple hair swung in the air before being covered by the wind and snow.
He just watched quietly until he saw Kefla and Gwen standing together, chatting.
At this moment, Viktor slowly spoke:
"Now, no one is bothering us."
"Let's take a look at the deepest secret hidden here."
The moment he finished speaking, Vega's single eye suddenly became deep and dark, as if it wanted to devour all light.
In the blink of an eye, Victor and his bird disappeared into the white snow as if swallowed by black ink.
The wind and snow around them grew fiercer, as if foreshadowing an even more violent blizzard deep within this land.
A dark shadow moved like a snake through the snow, rising silently from the ground.
Victor and Vega emerged from the shadows, their bodies covered in a thin layer of snowflakes.
Before them appeared a wooden house radiating a warm firelight.
Wisps of white smoke rose from the chimney of the wooden house, and a warm atmosphere swirled in the air.
In this endless world of ice and snow, this wooden house seems particularly cozy.
Like a faint but warm candle in the long night.
This is the area that Angus created from his memories during his lifetime.
It's like the hidden fragments of his soul.
Victor stood in front of the cabin door, squinting as he gazed at the distinct grain of the wood.
A panel that seemed completely out of place appeared before his eyes:
Administrator privileges required.
Since this place is hidden within the territory of the Snow Mastiff Armor, the administrator undoubtedly refers to the armor's owner.
Now, Gwen is the owner of the Snow Mastiff Armor, and Victor is completely trusted by Gwen.
so……
A beam of light swept across Victor's eyes.
With a 'click', the panel reappeared in Viktor's sight.
Administrator privileges have been granted.
The wooden door seemed to have its latch removed, opening slightly to the back.
Warm yellow light shone from the doorway, illuminating Viktor's feet.
Viktor stepped through the light, pushed open the door, and entered the cabin.
The cabin was filled with a warm atmosphere, with an ever-burning flame in the stone fireplace that gave the furniture a warm glow.
The wooden tables and chairs were covered with animal fur, and the blankets looked brand new, as if no one had ever used them.
Viktor looked around, feeling the warmth around him.
Then, his gaze was drawn to a white notebook on the wooden table.
It's like a condition that must be included in every game.
Special items will always appear in the NPC's house, allowing players to obtain information about the story.
Angus's memories were also stored deep within his armored domain in this way.
Viktor picked up the notebook and turned to the first page.
A crisp texture came from his fingertips, the scent of ink entered his nostrils, and the words danced before his eyes.
Viktor squinted and began to read:
“Gwen—”
"You are a child given to me by God."
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