I FOUND A DOOR TO TENSURA AND BECAME BROKEN IN THE REAL WORLD TOO-Chapter 41: Arrival at the Ice Continent

I soared through the skies, the wind whipping against my face, carrying the crisp scent of frozen air.

The journey had taken hours, but I hadn't rushed.

Instead, I had leisurely flown across the Cardinal World, taking in the breathtaking view of vast forests, sprawling plains, and glittering lakes beneath me.

But now, the scenery had changed.

The once lush landscape had given way to a frozen expanse.

The temperature dropped drastically, and before me stretched a land of blinding white and jagged ice peaks.

The air was so cold, it could have frozen the lungs of an ordinary human with a single breath.

But not me.

With my Sovereign Mantle wrapped around me, I didn't even feel the slightest chill.

The icy winds that could tear through steel were nothing more than a gentle breeze against my skin.

I descended slightly, my eyes narrowing as I scanned the landscape.

In the center of the frozen wasteland, a massive castle of ice towered over the landscape—a crystalline fortress, its spires glimmering in the faint sunlight.

The architecture was mesmerizing—cold yet regal, its jagged crystalline towers gleaming with a faint blue radiance, as if the very structure itself were alive with magic.

The glittering ice walls reflected the light like a million shards of glass diamonds, painting a surreal and almost ethereal picture.

"Huh... fitting for the so-called strongest Demon Lord," I muttered, a smirk tugging at my lips.

Then, I sensed them.

I narrowed my eyes, releasing a faint pulse of my senses, carefully disguising my aura so I wouldn't alert them.

From within the castle, I felt four distinct power levels.

The two strongest auras were unmistakable:

Guy Crimson, the Lord of Darkness and Calamity, radiating a presence that felt like endless destruction, calm yet unyielding.

And Velzard, the White Ice Dragon, her presence was a frozen storm, suffocating and vast, like a glacier threatening to crush everything in its path.

The other two auras, while weaker, were still immensely powerful.

Rain, one of Guy's loyal aides, whose sinister energy pulsed with subtle malice.

And Misery, her magic signature was sharp and deadly, radiating with the cold precision of a ruthless killer.

I hovered just above the castle, watching from a distance.

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My eyes narrowed as I spotted Guy and Velzard sitting on a large balcony carved from frozen crystal, enjoying what appeared to be tea—or perhaps red wine.

I smirked slightly.

"Ah, yes... just like the book described him."

The wine glass in Guy's hand glimmered in the sunlight, the deep crimson liquid swirling inside it.

His relaxed posture, one leg casually crossed over the other, and the faint smirk on his lips exuded pure confidence.

Beside him, Velzard sat with elegant poise, her icy-blue hair glimmering in the faint light, and her crystalline eyes exuding an aura of serene lethality.

I floated in place, arms crossed, observing them with a mischievous grin tugging at the corner of my lips.

"Hmm... so, how should I do this?" I mused aloud.

"Should I go in with a friendly introduction? Pretend to be a wandering adventurer?"

I stroked my chin thoughtfully, weighing my options.

Option One: Walk up calmly, introduce myself with a friendly demeanor, and strike up a conversation.

Option Two: Take the reckless approach—release my full aura, shattering the ice with my mere presence, and demand a battle.

Option Three: Take the cunning path—sneak in undetected, observe them first, and catch them off guard by revealing myself.

I smirked slightly, my eyes narrowing with excitement.

"Nah... no need for subtlety."

I rolled my shoulders, stretching them slightly.

"I'm not some weakling that needs to tiptoe around. I came here to make a name for myself."

A wicked grin spread across my face.

"Let's make a grand entrance."

I rose higher into the sky, summoning my Conqueror Sovereign aura around me.

The moment my power flared, the entire sky darkened, and the once serene atmosphere became suffocatingly heavy.

The winds howled violently, frost and snow swirling into a storm as my magicules flooded the area.

The once serene landscape was suddenly filled with chaotic, swirling power, shattering the calm.

I slowly descended in front of the balcony, landing gracefully on the ice-covered platform.

The entire area shook slightly from the force of my aura, and I smirked cockily.

Both Guy and Velzard immediately turned toward me, their eyes narrowing.

For a brief moment, silence hung between us.

Then, Guy's lips curved into an amused smirk, his crimson eyes glimmering with intrigue.

"Oh?" he muttered, swirling the wine in his glass.

"Now, who do we have here?"

Velzard's icy eyes narrowed slightly, but her expression remained calm and composed, her graceful elegance unaffected.

However, I could feel the subtle shift in her aura—she was immediately on guard.

I took a few casual steps forward, hands casually resting in my pockets, as if I had no care in the world.

I flashed them a grin, my eyes glimmering with mischief and confidence.

"Yo." I greeted casually, as if I were bumping into an old friend.

"Mind if I join you?"

Guy's eyes gleamed with curiosity, but his smirk widened.

He leaned back slightly, swirling his wine.

"Hah... bold, aren't you?" he drawled smoothly.

"You walk in here, uninvited, release your power like you own the place, and now you want to join us?"

His voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable edge of menace behind it.

I chuckled slightly, cocking my head.

"What can I say? I like to make an impression."

Velzard's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze piercing.

"You're arrogant." she stated coldly.

Her voice was sharp, like the crack of ice splitting through stone.

"I don't like arrogant men."

I smirked, unfazed.

"Oh? Well, lucky for you, I'm not just any man."

Her eyes narrowed further, a faint glimmer of annoyance flashing in her crystalline gaze.

Guy slowly set his wine glass down, his crimson eyes locking onto me.

A wicked smirk curved his lips.

"You've got guts, I'll give you that."

He stood from his chair, his aura subtly flaring, making the very air tremble with power.

"But let me ask you this, stranger..."

He took a step forward, his eyes glimmering with sadistic amusement.

"Did you come here to talk? Or fight?"

I could feel the subtle heat building in the atmosphere.

The ice beneath our feet cracked slightly, the air thick with tension.

I grinned savagely, my eyes gleaming with fierce excitement.

I cracked my knuckles, the faint spark of magic crackling around my fingertips.

"Heh... I was hoping you'd say that."

I flashed a cocky grin, my eyes narrowing.

"So, how about it, Demon Lord? You and me. Let's see if you really deserve that title of strongest."

Guy's eyes gleamed, his smirk widening into a dangerous, predatory grin.

"Hah... You've just made my day."

And with that, the clash was inevitable.