This change was evidently caused by the water elemental creatures hidden within the glacier.
Angel lightly tapped his foot, and the mist surrounding him was thrown off, the heaviness he felt earlier vanished.
After freeing himself from the mist, Angel did not choose to move forward but stood quietly on the thin ice surface. Because he sensed a very dense water elemental aura swiftly heading in his direction.
A few seconds later, the ice surface not far away suddenly shattered open, and a white column of water surged out from the rupture.
Within the water column, the head of a woman with deep blue hair emerged from the section of the water column.
She initially had her eyes closed, and only opened them when the outline of her features became clear, revealing ice blue pupils.
"Oh, it’s her... Sir, she is Troisa." At this moment, the wind carried Lobal’s voice to Angel’s ear.
In the wind, Lobal quickly introduced the background of Troisa.
Within the Malaya Ice Mountain, there were three main glaciers: Moto, Xiqin, and Meina. Each main glacier housed a powerful elemental creature. These glaciers circled the central palace, guarding Frostbite’s honor.
If compared to a royal family in reality, the elemental creatures in these three glaciers were akin to the king’s guards, the strongest peak guardians.
Lobal had previously seen this glacier but did not associate it with the three main glaciers because it was quite far from the core area, thinking it was just an unremarkable small glacier.
However, when the woman’s face emerged from the water column, Lobal confirmed that this glacier was indeed one of the main routes.
Troisa was the ruler of the Meina Glacier.
The above was the intelligence brought by Lobal.
The only pity was that Troisa’s level was very high, comparable to Hurricane at Storm Ridge. So, although Lobal knew Troisa’s name, he had never interacted with her and was unaware of her temperament.
While listening to Lobal’s voice, Angel scrutinized Troisa.
Ignoring the external appearance, solely from the water elemental aura she emitted, she was extremely powerful. Definitely among the top-tier of the water system transcendental beings Angel had encountered. However, she was still slightly inferior to the Pannas Charm Demon met in the Abyss back then.
"Outsider..." Troisa’s ice-blue pupils scanned the ice crowd, lingering on Dangross for a moment before finally resting on Speedy and Lobal.
"Lobal." Although Troisa did not recognize Speedy, she was not unfamiliar with this potential sage, Lobal.
"Lady Troisa." Lobal respectfully lowered his head.
Finding it wasn’t Lobal’s main head replying, a trace of doubt flashed in Troisa’s eyes, and she thought to herself: Has the tail head really taken over? If this is true, the possibility of Lobal becoming a sage is even greater.
Suppressing the doubts in her heart, Troisa watched Lobal: "We haven’t received any messages from Hurricane lately, Lobal, why are you here? Moreover, bringing outsiders."
Lobal stepped forward and briefly explained his purpose to Troisa.
"This outsider wants to meet Lord Frostbite?" Troisa glanced at Angel and slowly said, "Alright. I can even transport you directly to the entrance of the palace through the glacier, but I have a condition."
Angel: "What condition?"
Troisa’s upper body leaned slightly, emerging from the water column, raising her white arm, and pointing at Angel’s shoulder: "Give it to me."
Although Toby was on Angel’s shoulder at the moment, the object Troisa was referring to wasn’t Toby but Dangross holding the Bloodnight Sanctuary Bead tightly.
Since arriving at Malaya Ice Mountain, Dangross had been trying hard to keep a low profile, afraid of being noticed by others, yet unexpectedly, he still got noticed and was used as a bargaining chip.
Dangross felt his mind go blank, anxiously looking at Angel: "No, I don’t want to!"
In Dangross’s eyes, a plea resided. However, this plea also secretly hid some uneasiness—although its relationship with Angel had been increasingly harmonious, even somewhat intimate during this time, the time spent together was still too short; this affection was like a rootless drifting duckweed. Whether Angel would refuse or agree with the other party, it had no confidence.
Dangross couldn’t help looking towards Toby, hoping Toby would say a few words for him in consideration of all the flattery he had done these days.
However, Toby held his head high, seemingly indifferent.
Dangross felt a chill in his heart.
"How about it? As long as you agree to give me Dangross, I will directly transport you to the outside of Lord Frostbite’s palace and ensure that Lord Frostbite will see you."
Angel did not immediately answer but pondered for a moment, a period that felt like a year to Dangross.
After a while, Angel spoke, still not directly answering Troisa’s question but rather asked, "Do you know Dangross?"
"Yes." Troisa nodded and then continued, "Have you made your decision?"
Angel pondered for a moment: "I’ve decided."
"And your answer is?"
Angel was about to answer when Toby suddenly chirped softly. Angel glanced at it, finding that Toby wasn’t looking at him, instead bowing its head, grooming its feathers as if it hadn’t chirped earlier.
Angel chuckled softly, turned to Troisa, and said, "I refuse."
He had actually considered agreeing because Troisa admitted that she knew Dangross. Knowing Dangross’s identity implied that Troisa couldn’t harm Dangross.
After all, Dangross was born from the ashes of Kalomchis. Even if Troisa didn’t care whether Dangross was an elemental sprite, she wouldn’t dare lay a finger on Dangross for Kalomchis’s sake.
Angel could agree to let Troisa take Dangross for the time being, then meet Frost Iser. Once trust was gained, he would definitely be able to get Dangross back later.
However, Angel ultimately decided not to.
Although Dangross usually misbehaved, at least they spent a considerable time together, just handing it over like that—let alone Mister Magu’s attitude—Angel felt embarrassed himself.
Moreover, Angel still hoped that in the future, Dangross would help him persuade Kelonkcro to come over.
So, to avoid hurting the naughty child’s fragile glass heart, Angel chose to refuse.