[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game":3,"chapter-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-691":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","How to survive in the Romance Fantasy Game",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1218910,1604,"Chapter 690: Frozen Trials 4","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-691",691,"\u003Cp>\"Is this the right path?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow muttered under her breath, her voice barely louder than the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scattered snow around her shifted at her will, drifting forward like it knew where to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gathered and thinned ahead, guiding her toward something solid in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tall. White. Firm against the endless frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rose from the snow like it had always been there, wrapped in thick layers of ice and powder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she was reminded of the magic towers back in the imperial capital — the proud white spires that pierced the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the foreign countries she had visited had nothing quite like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this tower felt... different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did I finish the first test?\" she wondered quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced back at the trail she had left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wasteland stretched endlessly, silent and empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pressure. No voice. No resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her answer — her authority — had been accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant this had to be the second trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She let out a slow breath, feeling her mana stir beneath her skin. It tingled, alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Disperse...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her command, the snow around her spread outward in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frost clinging to the tower trembled and slowly peeled away, as if acknowledging her presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy layers of ice slid off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And beneath it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white staircase revealed itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step by step, she climbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each footstep echoed softly in the frozen silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the top stood a massive white door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost too perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she approached, the surface of the door began to glow with a bluish-white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same kind of light that had swallowed her during the first trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond it was blinding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light was intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Snow didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment she closed her eyes, feeling that same mana-soaked sensation press against her senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like standing inside a spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, she wasn’t in the endless frozen wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No howling wind. No empty horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A hall?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood inside a massive grand hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wide. Open. Towering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was made of ice — but not rough, natural ice like before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was polished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Refined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bluish-white crystal that reflected light like glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pillars stretched upward, carved from frozen frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceiling arched high above, shimmering faintly as if stars were trapped inside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because she had been here before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because it felt like something that belonged to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost Queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with all the knowledge Riley had from the game, there wasn’t much about her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t one of the major world bosses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t have pages of lore, hidden side quests, or secret records buried in item descriptions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, she barely existed outside Snow’s storyline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was one of those scenario bosses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that appears only when a specific character reaches a specific point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind made to push that character forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To break them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or to give them a sudden, unnatural rise in power for the sake of the plot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No real background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No detailed history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No proper explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost Queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley knew what type of entity she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew her abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her elemental control was absolute within her domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ice constructs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Authority over snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regeneration through ambient frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew her weaknesses too — heat-based divinity, mana disruption at the core, emotional instability triggering pattern shifts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t a game anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mechanics didn’t always translate cleanly into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Personalities weren’t just scripted dialogue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And bosses weren’t just health bars waiting to drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’She reminds me of the White Queen...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought crossed his mind as he walked behind Anica, the Frost Dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon’s massive body moved with quiet authority through the frozen corridor, her tail brushing lightly against the ice floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step echoed faintly as she led him toward the throne room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hidden Epilogue boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tragic and Misunderstood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Since the game is basically the accumulated memories of my past selves condensed into one... does that mean in most realities she had always been like this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most players never even uncovered her full story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game barely showed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You had to piece things together from scattered hints — broken dialogue, environmental clues, a single hidden cutscene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... cornered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Frost Queen felt similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in power. Not in design.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something incomplete about her existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like she wasn’t meant to simply be defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like her role wasn’t to stand as an obstacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley narrowed his eyes slightly as the massive frozen doors at the end of the hall came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was one of the few scenario bosses who willingly gave up her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because she was beaten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because she was forced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for the sake of something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm... you’re awfully quiet, human. I had a feeling you’d be the type to ask more questions...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anica’s deep voice echoed through the frozen corridor as she tilted her massive head slightly to glance back at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For reference, she had been walking beside him earlier in her polymorphed human form — calm, composed, almost elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for some reason, halfway through the walk, she had shifted back into her original body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now her true form filled the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gigantic wings folded against her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost-blue scales that shimmered like carved crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step of her claws against the ice floor left faint cracks that healed a second later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t shrink the space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She owned it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley stayed silent for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technically, he did have questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lot of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they weren’t the kind he needed answered to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were personal curiosities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Motives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things that wouldn’t change what he had to do next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I prefer direct answers,\" he said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anica let out a low, amused hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hoho... quite direct for a young human. Were you always aware that dragons tend to enjoy mysteries and riddles?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley didn’t respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon’s icy breath misted through the air as she chuckled softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, you don’t have to answer. Not all dragons are alike.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, her tail swaying lazily behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But since our Queen seems to fancy a curiosity about you, I was hoping you’d show a bit more... interest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her large eye glanced back at him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I suppose it isn’t my place to pry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked a few more steps in silence before she continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then instead of personal matters, how about something simpler? I’m sure you’re at least curious about how these halls were made...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive pillars around them were carved from flawless ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls shimmered faintly, like frozen waves caught mid-motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No seams. No joints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just perfect structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not interested,\" Riley replied flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anica clicked her tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk. What a bummer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley narrowed his eyes slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t sure why this Frost Dragon was so talkative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then again...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most dragons weren’t exactly normal in the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost Dragon Anica.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much like the Frost Queen, there wasn’t much written about her in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was listed as a mid-boss in Snow’s scenario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extremely hard to kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brutal area control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Players complained about her frost storms and constant pressure in phase two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No detailed backstory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a powerful dragon guarding the path forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was probably one of the last true dragons left in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even now, walking ahead of him, her presence alone was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick mana poured off her white scales like cold mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t even directed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air felt heavier around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most humans — even those who had reached mastery in their realms — would struggle just standing this close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their instincts would scream at them to kneel or run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to his fiancée...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley’s gaze stayed calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most dragons now naturally paled in comparison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it natural for dragons of this level to unconsciously release their Dragon Fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Skill: Dragon Fear (Unique)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A racial aura skill unique to dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It allowed them to suppress those beneath them in rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not through brute force — but through instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pressure that crawled under your skin and told you that you were prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is she just nervous around me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley observed her quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite acting like a normal, proper guide — chatty, even playful — there was a clear layer of caution in her movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana leaking from her body wasn’t wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered if his violent approach last time still lingered in her memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon they arrived before a massive white double door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was taller than Anica’s dragon form. Smooth. Carved from flawless ice that reflected faint blue light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, Anica’s body began to glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a brief shimmer of frost and mana, her massive dragon form shrank and shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She returned to her human shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tall. Elegant. Long white hair falling down her back. Pale skin almost glowing against the frozen hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her curved horns still remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her thin white tail swayed lightly behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since we’re entering the Queen’s hall...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she said calmly, adjusting her posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t mind acting a bit more formal, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Formal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry. It doesn’t differ much from human customs~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she said that, her tail slowly slid forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And wrapped around his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley looked down at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just a certain sense of formality~\" she replied lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was casual, but her tail’s grip was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not restraining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley didn’t understand why that counted as formal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragon customs weren’t exactly something he studied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he didn’t argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterall Liyana was also the clingy type.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just wanted to get this over with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive doors slowly began to open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold air poured out from inside, sharper than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now then, shall we—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anica’s words stopped mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tail instantly loosened and pulled away from his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riley turned to look at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time since they started walking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Frost Dragon looked genuinely afraid?\u003C\u002Fp>",1721,"2026-06-03T14:41:09.353Z",1,"novelbin.me","695f1533204f40aeae47f8c94c2a1e91082544e64fc3be4a171253dda29a1aef","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-692","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-690",727,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhow-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-cover.jpg"]