I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 295, 1.21-11: The Girl Imprisoned in the Tower
"This road seems a bit different..." the man frowned, looking at the fork in the road ahead, and asked in confusion.

"When were you here?" Olycia asked slowly, looking down at the ornate folding fan in her hand.

The man shook his head, feeling as if a long time had passed, yet also as if not much time had actually gone by. Regardless, he still felt that this road was very unfamiliar.

“Young Miss,” Qiao Lin said worriedly. He felt that this man was not very trustworthy, but because it was he who issued the mission, they could not abandon him.

“Let’s go.” Olycia glanced at Jolin with her dark brown eyes, then shook her head at him and walked toward the left fork in the road.

She knew exactly what Qiao Lin was worried about, but since she had already made her choice, she could only continue down this path.

The rules state that whoever finishes their chosen path first will become the crown prince, so regardless of whether her chosen path is correct or not, she must be the first to complete it.

Her mission is to rescue the girl and reunite her with her lover.

But before rescuing the girl, the man next to her absolutely cannot die. No matter how impulsive he is, she must protect his life at all costs.

Otherwise, they will be the ones who die.

“It feels so unfair…” Olycia sighed softly, sounding exhausted.

It's not just because of the unfairness it feels like to be a player, but also because I'm angry at being led by the nose by all of this.

Faced with the rules of this world, they are as insignificant as ants, unable even to have their own thoughts.

"If you're tired, Miss, I can carry you on my back." Qiao Lin ran forward, patted his chest and belly with a light laugh, and volunteered.

"You?" Olivia's lips twitched slightly as she glanced at Jolin's rather thin body. It would be a miracle if this little guy wasn't crushed to death, yet he wanted to carry someone?
“I can do it!” Qiao Lin frowned and emphasized.

"When did I ask you to interfere! Humph!" Olycia snorted coldly, speaking arrogantly.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Jolin took a few steps back and said respectfully, showing no displeasure at being met with Olycia's cold attitude.

Unbeknownst to them, a thick fog had spread, and they seemed to be lost in this white mist.

A mournful cawing came from the thick fog, as if it were calling right next to her ear.

Olycia paused slightly, her gaze sweeping over the surrounding landscape shrouded in mist, a vast expanse of white, and a growing unease began to creep into her heart.

Something unusual is bound to happen; a sudden thick fog is bound to indicate some dangerous events.

According to the timeline, it's winter now, although it doesn't feel very cold yet.

Thinking of this, a chill ran up from the soles of her feet, and Olycia shivered.

She was just about to say that winter wasn't cold, but now she's feeling this bone-chilling cold. The change is a bit too fast, isn't it?

Suddenly, pure white snowflakes began to fall from the sky, making the surrounding white expanse appear even more pristine.

"Awoo~" Accompanied by the howl of wolves, pairs of eerie green, bloodthirsty eyes appeared in the thick fog, so hungry that they wanted to devour the two of them whole.

"Wolves?!" Olivia's expression showed a hint of surprise and disbelief. She clearly hadn't expected wolves to appear in such an environment. Judging from the rustling sounds, there seemed to be quite a few of them.

Human eyesight is ultimately inferior to that of animals; at least, Olivia was completely unable to discern from where the pack of wolves would attack.

The visibility in this thick fog was only about five meters.

"Aaaaaah!" the man screamed in terror, seemingly terrified. Olycia frowned, then turned to Jolin and said, "Go protect him."

Qiao Lin nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, Miss." He drew the thin sword from his waist and walked to the man's side, standing guard and keeping a close eye on the surrounding scenery.

To his surprise, the man suddenly snatched the sword from his hand and rushed into the mist, shouting as he ran, "I'll fight you to the death!"

Qiao Lin, caught off guard, blurted out, "Where did this idiot come from?!"

After saying that, he rushed over in a hurry, afraid that something might happen to that person. If it weren't for the mission binding his life and death with theirs, who would care about the life or death of such a fool?

"Jolin!" Olycia watched helplessly as Jolin rushed into the thick fog, unable to stop him.

"Aaaaaaah!" The man's terrified scream echoed through the thick fog once more.

Olycia looked around uneasily at the vast expanse of white, as if she were the only person left in the world.

The screams stopped, and then there was no sound at all.

"Jolin?" Olycia looked around and took a step forward, her brows furrowed as she called out cautiously.

“Jolin…” Olycia’s expression was no longer arrogant, but rather tinged with fear.

The thick fog dissipated slightly, and she could easily see the pack of wolves in front of her. Among them was a huge white wolf wearing a crown, which was looking at her with its bright green eyes.

But the man who had rushed into the fog and Qiao Lin had vanished without a trace, not even a scrap of clothing could be seen.

Even if the fog dissipated slightly, it would only change visibility from five meters to ten meters, which wasn't a big difference. The biggest difference was probably that she couldn't see the wolf pack before, but now she could not only see them, but also deduce that there were still quite a few hidden by the fog.

There are double digits of wolves that can be seen with the naked eye alone.

Why are there so many wolves...?

"Woof!" With the wolf king's command, all the wolves pounced on her.

"Aaaaaah!" Olycia instinctively covered her head with her hands, squatted on the ground, closed her eyes tightly, and trembled with fear.

She can't.

She's just too timid to resist.

Without Qiao Lin, she can't do anything!

Is there anyone who can save her...?

I didn't feel the pain; instead, I heard the howling of wolves and the heavy thud of something falling to the ground.

She cautiously opened her deep brown eyes and saw a girl with long, fluffy, soft, misty gray curly hair standing in front of her, wearing a short, red, furry cloak.

The strange, snake-shaped short sword in her hand was dripping blood. At her feet lay the corpses of more than a dozen wolves, who watched her warily but did not approach again.

"May I touch your fur?" With her cool silver eyes fixed on the wolf king's beautiful white fur, Mu Yegui asked in a soft, childlike voice, devoid of any emotion.

(End of this chapter)