Chapter 73: Freya Awakens, Ravenna Plots 【Read On!!!!】

"Miss Freya, there's a letter for you," called the maid outside the door.

Freya's motion to rush at Fulade froze, and she instinctively ducked into the bed.

Seeing Freya's eyes a little panicked as she looked over, Fulade said softly, "Calm down, it's nothing."

Fulade put on his clothes, walked to the back of the door, and hid.

Freya, seeing this, took a deep breath, draped a silk white nightgown over her slender, graceful body, and then walked toward the door.

Squeak~

As the door opened, Freya calmly took the letter in her hand.

"Thank you, you may leave now."

Ignoring the gaze that lingered in the room, Freya smiled and closed the door.

Huh~

Seeing Freya still a little shaken, Fulade couldn't help but pull her into his arms, gently soothing her soft waist, and said, "You scared me."

"Hum, it's still your fault. Do you think they heard something?" Freya replied with a worried, coquettish tone.

"Don't worry. Even if they heard, what does it matter? At worst, I'll take you far away and fly."

"Hum, you think too highly of yourself," Freya said, wrinkling her pretty jade nose.

Though she said so, a hint of joy still appeared on her face.

At that moment, Fulade looked at the letter in Freya's hand, showing a thoughtful expression.

When Freya opened the letter and read its contents, an expression of disbelief floated across her face.

The delicate body leaning in Fulade's arms began to tremble.

"How could this happen, how could—" she murmured to herself.

Fulade naturally also saw the letter's contents, and his complexion couldn't help but turn strange.

He hadn't expected the events to still follow the original trajectory about to unfold.

Fulade, of course, knew that the letter was merely Ravenna's scheme to kill by proxy.

Using Freya's trust in her lover, she was lured out of the room, then the tower was set ablaze to erase Freya's child.

In other words, Ravenna had already used a curse to control Freya's lover.

And this letter was written under those circumstances.

Seeing Freya looking dazed, Fulade couldn't help but say, "You regret it."

Hearing the voice beside her ear, Freya's body jolted, and she instinctively slipped out of Fulade's embrace and walked toward the bedside.

"Fulade, I want to be alone."

"I feel... I'm so chaotic right now."

Freya's slightly trembling voice came, clearly indicating she was at a loss about the current situation.

Seeing Freya in pain, covering her head, her face twisted with conflict.

Fulade was not prepared to tell her the truth; only after a major blow would her Ice Snow Witch ability awaken, also erasing the last lingering thought in her heart.

Fulade's soft voice came: "No matter what you choose, I support you." After saying that, he turned and left the room.

Hearing Fulade's trusting words, Freya's delicate body shivered.

Looking at Fulade's departing back, the previously slightly confused and conflicted expression gradually became resolute.

And indeed, events began to unfold according to the original plot, developing slowly.

That night, Freya went to the agreed meeting place at the appointed time, ready to meet.

But this time, Freya actually intended to refuse Weilis.

When Fulade left yesterday, those words of trust and support instantly pried open her tangled heart, filling her with a strong sense of security.

That also made her instantly make her choice.

Since she had already made a choice before, she no longer hesitated now.

The past, let it stay gone forever, Freya thought to herself. While Freya waited, a towering blaze erupted, burning fiercely.

"It's on fire, it's on fire~!!"

A burst of frantic shouting finally caught Freya's attention.

When she saw her daughter's nursery ablaze, it felt as if the sky collapsed, and she hurried anxiously toward Elsa's room.

When the fire died down and Freya entered the room, what met her eyes was a charred, tiny corpse.

As she cried out wanting to touch it, she discovered that in the room's shadows, Weilis had suddenly appeared.

After a fleeting daze, a surge of intense resentment and anger rose instantly.

Ah~!!

After a cry full of bitter resentment, a chilling, bone‑piercing cold instantly radiated from Freya's body.

In an instant, the room filled with a layer of icy crystal frost exuding white chill.

"Weilis, you shall die!!"

A surge of surging Ice Snow Witch power burst from Freya's raised fingertips.

The intense icy element swept over Weilis's entire body.

In an instant, a lifelike ice statue formed, then shattered with a roar.

At this moment, Freya, whose Ice Snow Witch talent had just begun to awaken.

Because she couldn't instantly adapt to the change the power brought, she collapsed onto the ground.

Her originally brown‑red hair, eroded by the Ice Snow Witch power, turned silver‑white.

Hidden in the shadows, Ravenna, who had witnessed everything, slowly stepped out, her deep gaze scanning the room.

Only then did she pick up Freya and leave.

At this moment, Fulade had already arrived at the secret chamber where Ravenna kept the Magic Mirror.

This is the location of the secret chamber that Fulade discovered after several days of investigation.

Seeing the many concealed magical runes carved on the floor, if he hadn't happened to run into Ravenna entering here, Fulade might not have discovered it.

Fulade stood in the empty secret chamber hall, gazing at the Magic Mirror hanging on the eastern wall.

A huge round mirror that resembled copper yet was not copper, resembled gold yet was not gold.

Around the edge of the Magic Mirror, a ring of mysterious magical runes was inlaid.

Fulade focused his gaze, and began to chant the incantation under his breath.

He saw that the golden Magic Mirror, about the height of a person, as the incantation was chanted, a stream of golden liquid slowly flowed out.

In no time, a humanoid mirror spirit formed from the golden liquid appeared before Fulade.

"Summoner, what are your commands?" a distant, mighty voice sounded.

It was the mirror spirit before him who spoke.

Fulade circled the mirror spirit, examining it a few times, and couldn't help but ask doubtfully: "What use do you have?"

"Within a certain range, I can detect everything you want to know."

"As well as the ability to foresee a certain future."

"Summoner, please now state your request."

Fulade thought for a moment, made no request, and instead said: "I have nothing I want to know; you may go back."

As his words fell, the mirror spirit turned back into golden liquid and flowed away.

"Not a bad treasure, just take it." Fulade licked the corner of his mouth, a flash of excitement crossing his eyes.

Fulade stepped forward, grabbed the mirror's surface with both hands, and directly took down the Magic Mirror.

Unexpectedly, at that moment the Magic Mirror's golden light swirled, and Ravenna's cold, haughty visage appeared in the mirror, looking at Fulade with a slightly smug gaze while murmuring words.

In an instant, a burst of golden light enveloped Fulade; when the golden light gradually faded, Fulade had vanished from the secret chamber, leaving no trace.

(End of chapter)