Ice and Fire (9)

The foul smell of rotten eggs spread through the chilly air.

‘…Sulfur?’

Since the only thing that had changed around here was the appearance of the new man, it was not difficult to identify the source of the stench.

His complexion was deathly pale.

Beyond his long hair, which flowed freely because it was not tied back, yellow eyes cautiously surveyed the surroundings.

“Oh, who might this be?”

His gaze soon fell upon Aiden.

“Our VVVVV─, VIP guest, I see.”

The man’s manner was extremely polite, but every now and then, an inexplicable flippancy could be felt from him.

The deep smile hanging around his mouth was probably the reason...