"Oh, I see. It has been 665 years already? That's really a long time," said Snow White after listening to our conversation. We were currently in Snow White's house. She took a sip of tea calmly before speaking.

"I think you're too calm about it. 665 years, huh? If someone left me in a place for 665 years, aside from whether or not I would die of boredom, just the thought of having to clear a game with 665 years' worth of progress accumulated seems like a daunting task!" I exclaimed.

"Why don't you drink tea? Don't you like this kind of tea? It has a great effect in increasing affinity with ice-type elements," Snow White asked.

"Well..." I glanced at Aliyah beside me, who was looking puzzled at her tea, which was steaming hot yet had floating tea leaves that looked like ice cubes. This guy was probably wondering why there were ice cubes in hot water...

"Not really, we're just curious about why there is tea in the Ice Fissure," I replied.

"Hahaha, isn't that normal? Although this is the middle layer of the Ice Fissure, many animals and plants can grow solely relying on ice-type elements, so naturally, there would be tea here. By the way, the ice sheep here is delicious," Snow White chuckled.

"Really...hahaha."

Indeed, you can't apply common sense to this world.

"So how did you make fire?"

"Using firewood, of course."

"But that's not ice-type..."

"Since when did ice-type plants become nonflammable?"

"..."

Could it be that these ice-type elements are actually flammable ice? They're basically god-like energy!

Well, I better not explain magical things with physics principles. I should just go back home and read a book - otherwise, if these are common knowledge, I won't know where to put my face.

"Alright, let's not talk about that. Snow White, um..."

"Don't call me Snow White anymore! Who the hell gave me that title!" Snow White looked like she was about to flip the table, completely devoid of any elf-like qualities.

Forget it, I've seen an elf who was an assassin before. The image of elves in this world has long been ruined in my eyes. And I find Snow White's name strange as well. Michelle is already a strange name for a princess, and now we have Snow White which just makes me feel like this world is full of malice.

But when I looked at Snow White's name again, I seemed to understand something.

Rhialan Snowmonte

Female, 168 years old (+665)

Ice archer Level 45

Kind, careless, ice elf, master of forbidden magic, one of the Three Elven Princesses (nullified), sharpshooter, pursuer, sealed Snow White

Well, they probably just combined the first two characters of her name... How lazy...

But that 168+665 makes me curious. I can understand the time of being sealed mentioned later, but before that... do the elves in this world live for a long time?

"I am called Rhialan Snowmonte! Call me Rhialan or Miss Snowmonte, don't call me Snow White anymore!"

"Okay, okay." I nodded as I answered.

"So, Miss Snowmonte, do you know how we can leave this place?"

"... " She took a breath and pointed downwards.

"Is there something below?" I asked cautiously.

"I already mentioned it. This is the middle layer of the Ice Fissure. The real core of the fissure is below us. We are merely floating on a small island within the chaotic elemental currents caused by the fissure's formation. And in order for us to leave, we must unravel the flight restriction magic next to the core below," she explained.

After speaking, she opened the wings behind her. There were two pairs of wings - one pair looked like insect wings, probably elven wings, while the other was layers of crystalline ice wings.

Could it be the legendary Ice Wings? Has her ice ability already reached the level where she can summon Ice Wings?

"So beautiful..." Even Aliyah couldn't help but exclaim.

"Thank you~ Even though you're human, as long as your fire ability reaches a certain level, you can also have Fire Wings.""Is that so?" Aliyah's eyes suddenly emitted a very eerie light.

Well, you shouldn't have provoked her desires, now she's definitely going to go crazy leveling up.

After taking a sip of tea, Miss Snowmonster continued, "Actually, there is no magic prohibition against flying in the world, but what we have here is not our noumenon. Your noumenon should be the same as mine, frozen inside that piece of abyssal ice. What we entered is only our spiritual soul. The restrictive magic below forces our spirits from being able to fly, even if we have wings, they are useless."

"I see."

Just the spirit? But the feeling right now doesn't feel false at all, it feels just like being outside...

"Well then, do we have any way to go down to the seal?"

"Jump down."

...

“Well, don't look at me like that, what I said is the truth. We are currently in a state of spirit, even if we fall, we won't die. Unless we are attacked, we won't be harmed at all here. Hey, why do you have such a depressed expression?"

"Because... we just fell down..."

We struggled in the air for so long, just to find out we wouldn't be harmed...

"But why don't you go dismantle the restriction device?"

"Because I don't know how to pick locks."

I looked at Aliyah and she looked back at me.

"Are you telling me that this impressive-looking magical restriction device is actually locked with a padlock?"

"Yep, it's just a magic lock, no matter how you chop at it, it won't open."

"Okay, I understand the situation."

Then I looked at Aliyah.

"Do you think you can pick it?"

"As long as it's a lock, I can surely open it~"

"Alright, let's go then."

"Oh, one more thing!"

Miss Snowmonster suddenly shouted.

"Do you remember how long you've been inside?"

"Well... not very clear, is there a problem?"

"Now that you've entered, a part of the seal has been lifted... the people outside probably..."

-----------------------------Daytime class, Seven Nights is almost falling asleep--------------------------------

Third perspective:

At the same time,

Next to the giant altar, an old man named Ye Weiyang and the Emperor of the Ais Empire stood beside the altar.

Staring at the chilling flame in the center of the altar, the old man suddenly spoke.

"At most one more day, if they can't come back, we can only activate the altar and seal them together."

"Yes, wait one more day. Don't activate the seal until the last moment, you know my family's..."

"Hahaha, I know, I know. The little princess rarely comes back, I don't want to do something that would make her sad."

The old man laughed, then put away his expression.

"...but, if the princess's friends can't come back after one day, for the sake of the lives of the people in King City, I must activate the seal on the altar. At that time, please ask the princess to behave a little, okay?"

"..."

The Emperor furrowed his brow and looked at King City below the altar, silently sighing.

"I hope this kind of thing doesn't happen, otherwise, she will hate me for the rest of her life."

"Just for one lifetime, but I have several lifetimes..."