The Dungeon, ‘Ice Witch’s Castle,’ was an open-type Dungeon, so there was no problem going back out. But there was one thing…

[You, you shouldn’t go…]

A cool energy continued to crash into him from behind because the banshee was chasing after him timidly with the four vengeful spirits.

"…Poor girl," the Frost Queen looked back and muttered.

If a banshee wanted to ascend, she needed someone to listen to her story.

‘But looking at her, that’s probably impossible.’

The snowstorm around her was so severe that even the Sword Saint didn’t want to get close.

"Contractor, I am, of course, angry, but... at times like this, it’s important to make rational decisions. Are you confident?”

The Ice Witch's curse on the banshee had been maintaining that level of strength for hundreds of years. This was impossible to do unless the caster was someone at the level of an archmage from a magic tower. But surely, the Ice Witch wasn't as powerful as someone from a magic tower.

'The reason why the ice curse hasn't stopped for hundreds of years even though she’s not an expert is simple.’

This was because the Ice Witch was periodically renewing the curse on the banshee. However, there was no human...