On his body, there was an extremely noticeable deep purple frostbite, with the explosive extreme cold energy rapidly spreading within Gauss’s body.

The Winter Pulse, generated by the freezing magic, would continuously devour the magic power inside Gauss’s body, ultimately freezing him entirely.

As for whether or not she could recover Gauss from this fatal freeze later, she didn’t want to think too much about it for now.

Today, she had been forced into an exceedingly embarrassing situation by this little Level 5 Professional.

If this matter got out, it would surely become a laughingstock among the other Dragon Priestesses.

"However, at least you belong to me now."

She slowly turned to look at Gauss.

"Puchi!"

The sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Holy Severance!"

An incomparably dazzling light saber split her body in two.

When did this happen?

A man with horns on his head had appeared behind her, unknown when.

He sheathed his sword and stood floating in the air.

His gaze turned to the nearby Gauss, whose half-frozen body was uncontrollably plummeting down.

A short-haired Tiefling sorceress with similar horns appeared beneath Gauss in a flash, catching him at the waist.

"Thanks, Noir Hill."

"Brrr! So cold, so cold!"

The Tiefling woman shivered her shoulders.

"This little one’s life force is truly resilient."

She looked at Gauss’s heart, where a white energy firmly protected it, preventing the freezing energy from spreading completely throughout the body.

"Leave it to me."

The Tiefling Paladin, Pleos, took Gauss from her hands.

He began treating Gauss.

"You go and capture those two Dragon Worship Sect members below."

Pleos instructed.

"Got it."

After his friend Noir Hill left, he looked back at Gauss, a hint of guilt appearing on his face.

"I was late."

A warm breath infused with life energy flowed from his hands into Gauss’s body.

Under his treatment, the freezing energy that originally dominated most of Gauss’s body began to rapidly fade away.

"A stroke of luck in misfortune, it’s not too late yet."

Especially since Gauss’s heart hadn’t frozen, retaining a considerable degree of life vitality, and the freezing energy hadn’t penetrated too much into his brain.

As long as these two crucial bodily organs were unharmed, there wouldn’t be overly severe consequences.

Gauss’s fainting, as he perceived it, was the result of exhaustion.

He took out a bottle of potion exuding rich life force, gently pried open Gauss’s lips, and poured it in.

With the consumption of the potion, Gauss’s originally pale complexion quickly regained a healthy flush.

Pleos showed a pained expression on his face; this potion was no ordinary item.

It was a gift given to him in gratitude after he helped an extraordinary elf escape a perilous situation during his past travels.

However, he felt guilty inside and was worried that the high-level magic released by the Dragon Priestess would leave latent damage on Gauss’s body, affecting his future potential.

So, despite his reluctance, he had to use this priceless magic potion.

He felt the rich life magic coursing through Gauss’s body, his face breaking into a smile.

The potion had healed Gauss’s hidden injuries, and the remaining energy was continuing to nourish Gauss’s body.

Perhaps this time, the fainting Gauss could be said to have a blessing in disguise, making a breakthrough.

He looked downward, where the two Dragon Worship Sect cultists were quickly captured by Noir Hill.

"It’s time to head back."

Recalling how after receiving Gauss’s signal, he wanted to come over to assist but was obstructed, his previously calm face turned grim.

If Noir Hill hadn’t come to aid, he felt it would have taken him much longer to arrive.

Gauss would have truly been on the brink of death.

...

Flute Castle, top floor of the Adventurer’s Guild.

The previously peaceful and serene hall suddenly descended into chaos.

Guild leader Ferguson strode out of his room with a stern expression.

"Summon Vice Presidents Edwards and Curtis." He instructed the person beside him, his tone revealing his less-than-great mood.