What if you ascend to the wrong world?

His gaze swept over the maid and paused for a moment.

The crystal on this person's forehead looks a bit like the energy core of a magical puppet.

"..."

It must be role-playing; this gentleman really knows how to have fun.

I sighed inwardly.

But that was all; she concealed the slight unease in her eyes very well.

As an elf, she had seen all sorts of storms and waves; her more uninhibited fellow elves were far more outrageous than this!

"Gentlemen, this way please."

Because Elliott personally booked the tickets, the Mage Association gave them the highest level of treatment.

The entire carriage, staffed by six elven attendants, a mermaid vocal master, and a specially assigned culinary team, was dedicated solely to serving Ye Tu and his companions.

Such specifications are unprecedented.

Even the proud and extravagant nobles of the Saint-Kru Empire protested.

They demanded that the Dharma Masters Association give them equal, or even higher, treatment.

Of course, the Dharma Association ignored it.

Although those nobles with divine blood were indeed descendants of gods.

But what kind of people are monks?

A madman who is obsessed with the mysteries of the world and even dares to venture into the forbidden realm that belongs only to the gods!

The reason they were given special treatment in the past was simply because they were generous enough and had too much money to burn.

"This environment is really nice."

On the sofa by the window, Ivia held a glass of juice, looking around curiously.

Although she frequently rode the Skyrail train, her teacher was a Holy Archmage.

But this level of treatment...

This is truly the first time!

Putting aside the price, the qualification itself is not something that ordinary people can obtain.

In other words, since the Dawn Empire's cloud rail train service had just been launched, they could only wait idly in front of the teleportation magic circle.

In Skye Island, there are always lounges available.

“I’ve already made the arrangements. We should arrive at Frost Highlands around 5 p.m. tonight and then rest there for the night,” Ivia explained.

Frosty Highlands.

It was once the territory of a duke in the Saint-Kru Empire. Because it was covered in snow all year round and the environment was harsh, very few people lived there.

Ten years ago, an accident left him owing the Buddhist Association a large sum of money.

Unable to provide the land, they mortgaged it to the Mage Association.

"The scenery there is beautiful!"

After being transformed by several archmages, the Frost Highlands, once a harsh environment where no one wanted to live, has become a famous tourist attraction.

The water from the Tranquil Spring is also a key ingredient in many high-level magical potions.

"We'll transfer to the dragon tomorrow at noon, and we should arrive at Sky Island by evening at the latest."

Upon hearing this, Irene Wett turned her gaze away from the window.

"Can't we go directly to Sky Island?"

“Sure, you can,” Ivia said, looking at her. “But since we’re already here, let’s go take a look.”

"..."

Irene Vitte frowned slightly.

If possible, she didn't want to linger on the road and wanted to get to Skye Island as soon as possible.

"Furthermore, I've also heard that the reason it snows there all the time is actually related to your Ice Warrior clan."

"Ok?"

Is it related to the Ice Warriors clan?

"It's that second-generation Ice Hero who abandoned the name 'Hero' and disappeared."

If it weren't for that, why would she stay overnight in Frost Heights?

The second-generation Ice Warrior?

Irene Vitte's eyes flickered slightly as she recalled the sky frozen in frost:

"Thanks……"

"Don't mention it, this is all I can do."

She's only good at gathering intelligence and such; if she really encounters an enemy, her small frame can't handle it.

Then, she looked at Ye Tu and couldn't help but ask:

"By the way, what kind of little props did you say you were going to give us?"

"this."

Ye Tu opened his arms.

Ivia craned her neck to look, and then she saw...

A ring?!

Not bad!

Several exquisitely crafted rings lay quietly in Ye Tu's palm.

"Pick one yourself."

This...this!

Isn't this a bit too sudden?

……

……

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Frosthills, the train station.

The crowds were bustling.

Ye Tu and his companions arrived outside the station through a passage that was only open under special circumstances.

Call ~

The cold wind blowing in her face made Ivia shiver, and she felt a chill seep into her collar, the biting cold making her tighten her collar.

He turned to look at the group.

But they found that Ye Tu remained calm, Irene Wet was still composed, and the maid was looking around curiously with her suitcase.

"..."

It turns out she's the only one who's afraid of the cold.

"I've already booked a hotel. Let's go, let's put our things away first."

"Aren't you going to put it away?" Ye Tu asked, somewhat puzzled.

What should I put away?

However, when faced with Ye Tu's question, Ivia turned her head away, not daring to meet her gaze, but tightened her grip on the ring.

"nothing."

Ok?

What do you mean, nothing?

What's this guy thinking now?

"Let's go! Let's not linger, it's terribly cold outside!"

Ivia realized that what she had just said was a bit strange, so she quickly changed the subject.

Ye Tu seemed to have noticed something as well, and his eye twitched slightly.

"What I'm giving you are storage rings."

This guy has been behaving strangely from the very beginning.

A storage ring?

Ivia was taken aback.

You can think of it as a portable spatial device.

"..."

Portable space-age props?

So the ring wasn't what I thought it was...

That's true, how could someone like Ye Tu possibly...

In an instant, Ivy's entire face turned bright red.

Recalling the scenes she had just imagined, she suddenly felt utterly hopeless.

I might as well die!

Chapter 82 Church of Light

After half an hour.

In the hotel, Ivia lay on her back on the bed, one hand raised in front of her.

By the light, she examined the ring on her middle finger.

The entire piece is light purple, with exquisitely detailed patterns made of silver-gray lines, and two tiny, pale gold characters about the size of rice grains are faintly visible.

Even though it was a script I'd never seen before, I could understand it at first glance.

Xuyuan.

【Xuyuan Jie】.

A precious spatial prop.

A slight stirring in his heart caused a wisp of spiritual energy to probe into it, as if passing through a thin film of water, and his perception suddenly became clear.

It was a vast, white space that stretched as far as the eye could see, but the actual area where items could be stored was not as large as it seemed; it was only about the size of a warehouse.

wrong!

Saying "only" is a bit too much.

The teacher's portable spatial device was only half the size of this one, and the inside was grayish.

What's even more troublesome is that every time you want to take something out, you have to bypass the mental barrier you set up in advance using a specific method...

Unlike the [Abyss Ring], which is completely bound to the soul after undergoing a process called 'blood recognition'.

Unless the ring's holder dies and the binding is broken, no one else's mental energy can enter the storage ring.

Therefore, both 'taking' and 'releasing' only require a trace of mental energy to drive them, making it simple, convenient, and quick.

and……

Another thought struck me.

Then, the surface of the [Xuyuan Ring] flickered slightly and disappeared without a trace.

It seemed to have seeped into the flesh and blood, leaving only a faint purple mark on the knuckles.