Such a Path
The Ice Queen was wreathed in cold. Her dress was an ice blue, her eyes and hair shared the same frosty white color, even the icicles around her had formed a crown of halos above her head, completing the patented look of the Ice Queen Race.
There was no mistaking it. A true Demon King had appeared. And, this wasn't a normal Demon King either, it was an Eleventh Order Demon King with the power to overturn mountains and suppress waves.
Ryu smiled, a hint of pride hidden within the depths of his gaze. This was an emotion he showed rarely as he most people had no ability to impress him, and even those that could wouldn't warrant him being proud of them. But, this case was definitely different.
Ailsa didn't draw on Ryu's help even once. And, despite her lack of experience, she had managed to bring a Demon King under her control. Ryu could tell at a glance that the Ice Queen was ready to act at Ailsa's beck and call.