Tap! Tap! Tap!

‘What is that cute-sounding noise?’

Seo Jun-Ho’s ears perked up at the approaching sound, and he stared at the door.

“...!” At last, he finally remembered what he had forgotten. A drop of cold sweat dripped down Seo Jun-Ho’s neck as the door to the Office of the Association President was flung open.

Bang!

“Frost—” Seo Jun-Ho tried to greet the Frost Queen warmly upon seeing her, but he was forced to stop speaking.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The Frost Queen scanned the room as if she were a beast searching for prey.

It didn’t take long until her fierce gaze landed on Seo Jun-Ho.

“You, you…!”

The Frost Queen’s eyes were bloodshot as she breathed heavily out of anger.

‘What is she holding in her hand?’

“Is that an iron mace?”

The Frost Queen was holding an iron mace riddled with nails.

‘Is she going to hit me with that thing?’

“You—bad! You meanie!”

‘Wow, I guessed that right.’

The Frost Queen charged toward Seo Jun-Ho with the iron mace in tow. Seo Jun-Ho got a bit nervous at her charge, and he instinctively summoned Seo Jun-Sik.

“Huh? Ahhh!”

Seo Jun-Sik was struck by the iron mace as soon as he was summoned, and he collapsed to the floor with a scream of agony.

Seo Jun-Ho quickly appeared next to...