[A thousand-year-old chill has penetrated deep into your bones.]

[Your heart is frozen.]

The space itself was the last safeguard. The glacier dungeon, which resealed as soon as Grid entered, didn’t tolerate any living thing.

‘There is a reason why Pagma selected this place.’

The possibility was infinitely small, but if the Sword Grave were discovered by robbers, Braham’s body would still be safe.

[You have resisted.]

[Your body temperature is maintained due to the effect of Valhalla of Infinite Affection.]

‘Pagma...’ Grid felt a sense of compassion as he watched the notification window. The feelings that Pagma had when he constructed the Sword Grave would’ve been similar to Khan’s when he made Valhalla. However, Pagma’s heart wasn’t conveyed to Braham due to the great sin Pagma had committed. After Braham confirmed that his body was safe, he only felt relieved and still hated Pagma.

Of course, Pagma would’ve known it would be like this. He must have known that he would never be forgiven by his friend whom he had killed with his own hands.

‘He must’ve been lonely.’

Pagma had died with pain and regrets. Grid had no intention of defending...