Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)-Chapter 527: A Shocking Discovery (2)

Third Person’s POV

After all, he was a member of the very family that the guard had sworn to serve.

The armored man, however, noticed the shift in his gaze.

He sensed the resentment clearly, but he did not react as the opinions of someone he considered insignificant held no value to him.

Instead, he turned his attention back to the gorge, calmly assessing the situation and searching for a safe way to traverse the vast and dangerous gap before them.

Meanwhile, the young noblewoman observed everything silently.

Her expression remained composed and unreadable all this while, yet within her mind, her already poor impression of the young man sank even further.

This display of cowardice was not something she had witnessed from him before, and it left her thoroughly unimpressed. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Just as she was about to ask the armored man to find a way across the gorge, he acted on his own without waiting for any instructions from her.

He stepped forward slightly and raised his right hand.

In the next instant, a torrent of icy mana surged out from his palm.

The cold energy condensed rapidly in the air before them, and within moments, it solidified into a narrow strip of ice suspended in midair.

The strip did not remain straight.

Instead, it began to curve and spiral downward into the dark gorge, forming a smooth, winding path that extended deep into the abyss.

The ice glowed faintly under the dim light, its surface smooth and almost glass-like as it continued to grow with every passing second.

The sight was breathtaking.

The spiraling ice pathway looked almost unreal as it descended into the darkness below, cutting through the mist and cold winds like a carefully crafted work of art.

The other young woman instinctively covered her mouth, and her eyes widened in amazement at the beautiful and precise display of elemental control the tall, armored man had shown just now.

Even the noble young lady was visibly impressed as this was not a spell recorded in any known spellbook, nor was it a structured technique taught within any academy or lineage.

It was something else entirely, i.e, a pure demonstration of mastery over elemental energy.

It was a level of control so refined that it allowed the user to shape and sustain such a structure effortlessly.

In that moment, she truly understood the depth of strength the armored man possessed.

However, the man himself showed no interest in their reactions, and without giving them any more time to admire his ability, he stepped onto the spiraling ice strip and began descending into the gorge.

His movements were steady and controlled as he slid downward along the path he had created, the icy structure continuing to form beneath his feet as he moved.

He did not speak, and he did not look back, yet his intention was clear.

The young noblewoman understood immediately, so she didn’t hesitate and stepped forward, leaping onto the ice strip, her figure following the same path downward into the dark gorge.

The others quickly followed behind her.

The other young girl, who was actually the young woman’s maid, moved next, her earlier excitement replaced with focused determination as she carefully stepped onto the icy surface.

After her came the young man, who forced himself to suppress his lingering fear as he followed the group downward.

Finally, Uncle Caspian stepped onto the ice strip alongside his grandson, and the moment the last of them set foot upon it, the upper portion of the spiraling path began to dissolve.

The solid ice melted into a fine mist of cold fog, which was quickly swallowed by the ever present snowstorm raging above the gorge, leaving no trace behind.

One by one, they descended deeper into the abyss, and soon, the group arrived at the hidden cavern below.

They stepped onto solid ground once more, and for a moment, all of them fell silent.

Even the armored man paused as before them stretched the vast and ancient icy cavern, illuminated by the faint blue glow of the Ice Soul Stones embedded within the ceiling.

Their expressions changed almost instantly and became filled with expressions of shock, amazement, and disbelief.

They were not like Nyx, who had seen countless wonders throughout her long life, and to them, this place was nothing short of extraordinary.

The towering pillars of ice, the glowing stalactites, and the vast frozen expanse all combined to create a scene that felt almost unreal.

None of them could imagine what kind of being had possessed the power to construct such a hidden realm deep within such a dangerous and unforgiving location.

This was a place where even experienced experts would struggle to survive for long, and yet, someone had once lived here.

Slowly, they began to move forward, their footsteps echoing faintly across the frozen ground as they started exploring the cavern.

The young noblewoman’s eyes quickly fell upon the glowing stalactites above, and recognition flashed across her face.

"Ice Soul Stones..." she murmured, and her surprise deepened as even her family, with all its wealth and influence, would find it difficult to gather such a vast quantity of these rare materials.

And even if they could, she had never seen them used in such an extravagant and casual manner.

To use them merely as sources of light was unthinkable for her.

Beside her, the young maid could not contain her excitement.

Soft gasps and quiet exclamations escaped her lips as she looked around while being clearly overwhelmed by the beauty and rarity of everything surrounding them.

The young man, too, stared wide-eyed at the cavern, and the earlier fear he had felt seemed to have vanished, only to be replaced now by shock and excitement at the treasures hidden within this place.

However, there was one person whose reaction went unnoticed by the others.

It was none other than Uncle Caspian.

Though his face remained calm and composed, deep within his eyes flickered subtle and secretive flashes of greed.