The Dragon King’s Harem System Chapter 17. An Exile In Frozen Room

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 17. An Exile In Frozen Room

After the door was closed, I got up from my chair, went to my wardrobe and took a uniform from there. Quickly, I changed my coat into it and walked towards the exit.

"Your Majesty." The guards bowed and greeted . They were about to follow but I raised my hand, ordering them to remain in their position.

Even though they looked confused, they stopped and lowered their heads.

I stepped past the guards, servants and maids who were confused to see walking without any guards or servants. But they did not dare to say anything to . I walked down the luxurious staircase with black stair rail and red carpet to a quiet corridor.

My feet stopped in front of the door with strange plant ornants that looked duller than the rest of this Palace.

'I wonder if he changed after 10 years.'

Upon my arrival, the guards bowed to .

"Your Majesty."

"Did he blow up sothing today?" I asked in a half-mocking tone.

The guards gave an awkward smile.

"Not yet, Your Majesty," answered one of the guards. Looks like they already knew this room owner's habits just like .

"Oh? That's unusual," I said without taking my eyes off the door. I didn't know how much trouble he had done while I was sleeping.

"Open the door," I ordered.

The door in front of opened, cold freezing air blew out from it. It was sothing impossible in Dragon Cross City since this city only had two seasons, sumr and rainy season. The cold wind pierced my skin as if the room was connected to Snow Veil Mountain, Igixar's coldest mountain. Inside, the room was completely white like a freezer that had not been opened for a long ti and had completely frozen its contents.

Swiftly, the guards stepped forward as they took out their swords. Their left arms bent in front of their chests, placed their swords above their iron gauntlets and pointed it forward, ready to stab anyone or anything that tried to attack from there. Their legs spread shoulder-width apart and bent slightly, ready to charge or defend. It was the dragon tribe's attack stance.

While I sighed a long breath.

'I thought he had changed, but I was wrong.' Although I had never t this person, the owner of this room had a close relationship with Argod and Argod trusted him just like he trusted Eir. Unfortunately, because of his childish attitude, Argod decided not to tell him about his long sleep effect.

I waved my hand downward, ordering them to lower their swords and they followed my order. Then I walked into that strange room, passed the guards indifferently since this was not sothing strange anymore. It would be even stranger if he didn't ss up. Swiftly, they sheathed their swords and followed . But I raised my hand and waved it backwards, ordering them to back off.

Even though they worried about , they still followed my orders.

The door behind closed, my feet stepped deeper into that large, frozen room. The cold air pierced my skin even more, breath that ca out of my nose and mouth ford a fog. My eyes swept around , so shelves with strange items, the desk, the crystals and piles of books scattered on the floor frozen into ice sculptures.

'I hope he doesn't break what I ordered.' I needed those items to help level up.

I slowed my pace and swept around in caution.

"Al! Show yourself!" I shouted.

No answer.

"Al! Stop playing around!" I said in an annoyed tone. I knew Al behaved like a child even though he was 300 years old. His attitude often made other people misunderstand him. Al was a genius wizard, but a fatal mistake made his tribe almost execute him. Argod was the one who defended him and beca his guarantor. Finally, Al was exiled by his tribe and Argod brought him here. Unfortunately, though he had sworn his loyalty to Argod and had a Mark of servant, his childish attitude had not changed. He often ssed up and blew things up. That's why Argod gave him this special room as his place for his research.

I waited and swept my gaze around once again, looking for him but all I saw was white. Even if he was hiding, with his black hair, he should stand out among this white room. Then I started to feel weird about this room.

'At least he should have welcod ...' Despite Al's status as exiled, but he was a noble, he understood manners and was not that childish to ignore such basic manners, especially to .

As I swept my gaze, I noticed a person ice sculpture behind a large shelf. I narrowed my eyes and focused my gaze on it, my feet stepped carefully.

A person ice sculpture with a shocked expression ca into my sight. His jaw dropped, his hand trying to catch sothing that fell from the shelf. His status above his head.

[Na: Alric Griga Bevier]

[Level 80]

[HP: 4085/4085]

[Mana: 987/987]

I let out a sigh, creating a thick fog coming out of my mouth. My two fingers pressed against my temple. This was why he hadn't blown up anything today because he dropped his weird invention that froze him and this room.

"You know, you are really lucky today, because I lost my fire spell. Otherwise, I will happily 'warm' you with it." Well, I was not sure he could hear in that state.

I walked over to him and my hands brushed his hair and face.

"Hey, wake up!" I said, my hands slapping his cheeks over and over.

He didn't answer or move.

"Al!" I shook his stiff body. With his level and power, I knew he had so resistance to this. It was just his body froze because he couldn't resist the freezing effect.

I could see his eyes were starting to open and blink, indicating that he had started to regain his consciousness but he was still an ice sculpture with a strange pose.

I kept shaking his body, shaking the ice from him, trying to release him, but to no avail. After a while, I released my grips.

"Well, looks like I have no other choice but to warm you up." Who knew how long he had been trapped in this state.

While Al's eyes widened after hearing my words.

I imagined a weapon in my head.

'Mana weapon!' My hands glowed, forming a new weapon in my hand. A black flathrower ford in my hands and I aid it at him.

Al's eyes fixed on the weapon in my hands. Even though he had never seen one, he knew it was dangerous.

I retreated to create distance so I wouldn't burn him directly.

"Close your eyes and bear with it for a mont." I pulled the trigger, a burst of fire out of it.

"Mhhhppp!" Al scread without being able to open his mouth, his eyes widened at the flas in front of him.

The ice began to lt. In less than a minute, Al could make his voice.

"AAAAHHHHH !!!!" he fell backwards and stared at the weapon in my hands in shock and fear.

"Oh, you're awake," I said in a relaxed tone as I cancelled my mana weapon. My Flathrower disappeared from my hands.

With the ice covering Al's body lting, I could see his appearance more clearly. A man in his 30s with a lively face. His ssy black hair hung awkwardly around his neck. He wore a black shirt without buttoning two upper buttons, exposing his chest slightly. A black blazer draped over his shoulders like a cloak. He looked at in annoyance and pouted like a child. But in contrast to his unintelligent appearance, a golden monocle on his eye indicated his status as a royal magician.