1727 Freezing Land

Borl?

All this really had something to do with that bastard!

Kieran's squinted eyes glimmered brightly.

Kieran had always reserved his opinion towards this Borl, who proclaimed himself a victim of the Witch's wrath.

In fact, Kieran held a doubtful side towards any stranger that he came across, especially with Brother opposite him, so had to be even more vigilant than ever.

"So this is what you've been planning?"

Kieran sized up the palace again and ultimately locked his gaze on the oval dazzling door in front of him.

"Please help me," Borl's voice came through again.

Kieran could literally feel the urge and weakness.

Accident? Injuries?

Kieran wondered.

Though it wasn't the reason for him to step into the oval door.

Kieran would never make a reckless move without assessing the danger.

As for how?

Snap!

Kieran snapped his fingers and Bloody Mary appeared beside him.