Even though he felt her magic, which seemed sharp enough to pierce his skin, and an immense malice toward humanity, not a single trace of fear or terror appeared on Red’s face.
Instead, he simply stood quietly by Ymir’s side, watching the sun slowly set in the distance along with her.
After an unknown amount of time, Ymir saw that Red had not left.
On the contrary, she began to feel a bit flustered.
“You… aren’t you afraid of me?”
“I’m not,” Red shrugged.
“My final wish in life still needs you to fulfill it.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Ymir’s face instantly turned red.
For hundreds of years, she could only stay in that dark place within the Dungeon, accepting the challenges of heroes over and over again, dying and being resurrected time after time.
With great difficulty, she was finally able to see the light above ground, only to find that not a single ray of that light could fall upon her.
Her heart was filled with despair, which was why she thought about whether she should end her long and lonely life right here.
But then she encountered this man, who left her not knowing what to do. She could only look at him with a sense of confusion.
“Then… what should I do?”
At this, Red’s mind was also racing.
‘This isn’t quite right, is it?’
“Ah…”
Although he did not understand why the Frost Witch had come to the surface, nor did he know what purpose she had for wanting to end it all.
However, since the thought of saving her had already crossed his mind, and things had already come to this, he might as well follow through.
“I think we could be like an inseparable couple. I’ll rest my head on your white-stockinged lap, and you just need to gently tell me your own story.”
“This…”
Ymir was stunned.
Even though both of them were people nearing death, performing such an intimate action upon their first meeting was truly a bit difficult for her.
Red shrugged.
“Fine, then I’ll wait for you down below. How does that saying go? ‘While it’s still warm’?”
Upon hearing this, Ymir finally reacted.
Did this man intend to wait below for her corpse?
Ymir’s small face instantly turned pale, and she subconsciously moved a little further away.
‘Should I just not jump?’
If this man didn’t jump, she really didn’t dare to jump anymore.
The area below the cliff did not directly touch the surface of the sea.
There was still a stretch of beach. If she happened to land on the sand…
And then her body…
‘Just thinking about it is a little terrifying…’
“Pfft…”
Seeing Ymir’s reaction, Red couldn’t help but chuckle.
“It was just a small joke.”
As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at Ymir.
“But before you jump, I’m actually a bit curious about your reason. Why can’t you think things through?”
In Red’s view, as the Lord of the 35th Floor, the Frost Witch shouldn’t have had such thoughts.
Furthermore, as Lords, they had the ability to resurrect.
No matter how many times they were defeated in the Dungeon, after a certain amount of time, they would simply respawn in a Room somewhere on that floor.
‘I just don’t know if that ability works on the surface.’
Seeing that Red was only joking, Ymir breathed a sigh of relief, but a bitter smile soon appeared on her face.
“Instead of saying I couldn’t think it through… it’s more like I finally have.”
“How so?”
Red said leisurely.
“I’m not in a hurry. You can take your time.”
Seeing Red’s posture and thinking about how her thousands of years of loneliness could finally be shared with someone, Ymir also sat down.
She lowered her eyes and began to tell her story like a lament.
The girl in the story did not originally belong to this world.
When she woke up, she found that she had already transformed into a different form.
For some reason, she was located deep underground in a dark and damp place.
She thought about leaving, but no matter what method she used or how many means she exhausted, she had no way to walk out of the 35th Floor of the Dungeon.
An invisible barrier completely cut off her hope of living in the sunlight again.
Thus, she returned to that place where she did not belong, her heart cold with disappointment.
Later, she encountered humans — humans with exquisite equipment and various classes.
She originally wanted to communicate with them, but her body moved involuntarily.
By the time she regained her senses, ten ice-sealed corpses lay before her eyes.
In this manner, she did not know how much time had passed or how many people she had killed.
Her heart increasingly suffered from the weight of this guilt and torture.
Later, she constantly tried to control her own body, but her efforts yielded very little results.
Until… a sharp blade pierced through her heart.
She had thought this pain and torment would end there, but after opening her eyes again, she found that she was still within that dark Dungeon.
She could not die, yet she could not truly live.
For hundreds of years, the prison-like darkness swallowed her bit by bit, until she saw the sunlight once again.
She thought she could change her fate, but reality gave her a cruel slap in the face.
Every person she tried to approach would show a gaze of terror and fear as an instinctive reaction.
No matter how she explained, no one believed her.
All that welcomed her were magical attacks and the flashes of swords.
The good news was that on the surface, she could freely control her body.
The bad news was that no one would give her a chance.
Under this constant rejection and those gazes of fear and disgust, she eventually stood here.
Attempting to see if she could end this painful and lonely life of hers.
After Ymir finished speaking, there was a long silence.
She used the corner of her eye to look at the man beside her.
When she told the story, her tone was as calm as possible — so calm that it was as if the person in the story was not her.
Truthfully, she was a bit curious about how this man would react.
Would he show pity and sympathy for her experience?
Or would he, like everyone else, show a face of terror after discovering her identity?
To her surprise, the expression on Red’s face was incomparably calm.
He only provided an extremely rational analysis.
“Was coming to this world her intention?”
Ymir shook her head blankly.
“No…”
“Then, did she subjectively intend to hurt others?”
“No…”
“Then that’s it,” Red spread his hands.
“What did she do wrong?”
“But…”
Ymir remembered the morality of her previous world and bit her lip as she spoke.
“She killed people.”
A life for a life was only natural and right.
It was precisely because of this that Ymir chose to end her sinful life here.
To this, Red also nodded in agreement.
“Killing is indeed wrong, but have you ever thought about it… what side were those heroes on?”
“Huh?”
Ymir looked at the man in front of her blankly.
Facing this question, she pondered for a long time, but before she could find an answer, Red continued.
“The girl is in the Monster Faction, and those heroes are in the Human Faction. Just like a war between nations — what sin is there?”