Viktor deftly held the silver-white armor, carefully fastening the final piece behind Gwen.

  Gwen stood motionless, her eyes closed.

  She felt Viktor securely placing the gleaming silver-white steel helmet on her head.

  This stern and cold silver-white armor was now completely fitted to Gwen's body.

  "Done."

  Viktor stepped back, examining Gwen before him.

  The silver-white figure reflected in his deep obsidian eyes, like a star fallen from the heavens.

  The armor's chest protruded with a sharp piece of steel, resembling a ferocious hound with razor-sharp silver teeth, exuding immense authority.

  The star-clear wrist guards reflected brilliant white light, while silver patterns on the waist armor flowed like mysterious ripples.

  Layered ice-crystal-like scales covered the leg guards, with silver fur lightly adorning the joints.

  The moment Gwen put on the silver helmet, the originally open jaw area subtly flickered with light.

  Crystal-like magical waves gently brushed across her cheeks as the helmet perfectly positioned itself.

  Her exposed face appeared like a gaping maw, as a mysterious silver mask gradually crawled up Gwen's face, progressively concealing her features.

  Only her silver hair extended from the back of the helmet, cascading like a silver waterfall.

  Kevla gazed at Gwen with complex emotions.

  As Angus's eldest child, she had lived through the period when Angus fought for the empire.

  Years ago, Angus had worn this armor in countless battles.

  Now, this armor appeared again on Gwen.

  Although its size and shape had been adjusted to better suit her, Kevla's eyes still flashed with nostalgia.

  Same object, different people.

  Viktor carefully examined Gwen for a long time, pondering deeply.

  He could clearly see the attributes of the Snow Mastiff Armor, as well as the two restrictions on its unique status bar:

  [Can only be worn by the Knight class]

  [Can only be worn by the armor's owner and their blood descendants].

  These two restrictions meant that this armor could only be used by Gwen, not even Kevla could wear it.

  Because Kevla wasn't a knight; she was a monster hunter.

  Now, fully armored, Gwen slowly opened her eyes.

  A gaze bursting with pale flowing light emerged.

  In her deep eyes seemed to hide two rotating ice storms, dancing wildly.

  Seeing Gwen open her eyes, Kevla eagerly asked her:

  "How does it feel?"

  Gwen didn't answer, but silently raised her hand, her silver gaze fixed on her palm.

  A pale color slowly extended from the armor's palm.

  After spinning in the air, it transformed into a pair of silver blades.

  And cut a long rift in the room.

  Instantly, numerous weapons of various forms emerged from the rift, hovering in the air.

  Longswords, axes, chain hammers, spears...

  Several pale weapons appeared in the air, orbiting around Gwen's body.

  Viktor narrowed his eyes, observing these weapons.

  All these weapons were hidden within the Snow Mastiff Armor.

  Only someone wearing this armor could retrieve these weapons.

  Although Angus was known as a weapon master, he naturally couldn't wield all weapons in battle.

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  So, this Snow Mastiff Armor helped him solve the problem of not being able to use multiple weapons.

  And this armor, exclusive to him, indeed brought him even greater combat power.

  At this moment, Gwen reached out and grasped a longsword suspended in the air.

  This was her most proficient weapon.

  The moment she gripped the hilt, heavy snow began to slowly descend from the sky, spreading toward the ground.

  A pale wave rose from outside the mansion, covering the vast land of the Delin estate.

  It seemed as if everything outside was engulfed by the snow filling heaven and earth.

  Kevla watched as the sword in Gwen's hand radiated bright pale light, her eyes widening as she stood stunned.

  Clearly, the power contained in this armor seemed far beyond her expectations.

  Although it was now winter, the empire had not yet reached the time for snow.

  And... Kevla extended her hand.

  Feeling snowflakes falling into her palm, her mind was now somewhat dazed.

  This was indoors—how could it possibly snow inside!?

  Obviously, this could only be explained by the armor Gwen was wearing.

  Just as Kevla was puzzled, the dense fog around them suddenly dissipated.

  The surroundings seemed to have changed.

  In the depths of her purple pupils was reflected an endless, vast snowy plain.

  The sky was gloomy and deep, darkness seemingly devouring all vitality, with only deep moonlight spilling onto the vast white snow.

  Feather-like heavy snow fell from the heights, even darkness yielding to it.

  Kevla stood silently, looking around. Death and cold seemed like two whispers, coming from the blizzard, seeping into her ears.

  Her spirit trembled, the cold like a madly rampant mastiff, coursing through her spine and bones.

  Under the empty heaven and earth, only Gwen stood alone in the blizzard.

  Like a silver statue, holding a longsword, facing the sky.

  At this moment, Viktor's cold and deep voice slowly sounded by Kevla's ear:

  "It seems even you didn't know the secret hidden in your father's armor."

  That black coat appeared at Kevla's side, and Viktor continued calmly:

  "[Snow Mastiff Knight], this is Angus's domain, also his exclusive secret territory."

  "Here, only he knew about it."

  And if Angus brought someone here, it meant that person had been sentenced to death by Angus.

  No one had ever survived in this snowy realm commanded by Angus.

  Because if Angus let others in, he was already determined that those entering this place would never leave.

  So, when Viktor was fighting Angus back then, Angus had already harbored killing intent.

  Of course, he didn't defeat Viktor.

  However, at that time, Viktor was fully focused on defeating Angus and didn't notice the issues hidden in this domain.

  Perhaps in the depths of this domain, secrets about Angus, the previous owner of the Snow Mastiff Armor, might be hidden.

  Therefore, Viktor had Gwen wear this armor to summon this snowy domain.

  And now, Gwen lowered her sword.

  With both hands, she removed her helmet and tossed her long hair, the silver-white locks drawing a long trajectory in the night sky, like the Milky Way amid flying snow.

  Mysterious, noble, and elegant.

  Kevla looked at Gwen standing alone in the blizzard, a strange feeling rising in her heart.

  She felt that this armor seemed as if it had been created specifically for Gwen.

  Viktor slowly spoke, explaining to her:

  "This armor has the blessing of the ice element."

  "After Angus's death, only Gwen is qualified to master this armor."

  He turned to look at Kevla:

  "Do you want to spar with Gwen?"

  "Now, you might not necessarily be able to defeat her."

  Hearing this, Kevla immediately became interested.

  She turned and jogged toward Gwen, a smile appearing on her face.

  She seemed to be looking forward to the exhilarating exchange when fighting with Gwen.

  "Gwen! Want to practice with your sister?"

  Viktor watched Kevla's purple silhouette go, her purple hair swishing in the air before being covered and obscured by the blizzard.

  He stood watching silently until he saw Kevla and Gwen standing together, chatting.

  At this moment, Viktor slowly spoke:

  "Now, no one will disturb us."

  "Let's see the deepest secret hidden here."

  As his words fell, Vega's single eye suddenly became deep and dark, as if to devour all light.

  In the blink of an eye, Viktor and his bird disappeared into the white snow, as if swallowed by black ink.

  The surrounding blizzard grew more violent, seemingly indicating that in the depths of this land, the snow would become even more ferocious.

  A black shadow moved like a snake through the white snow, silently rising from the ground.

  Viktor and Vega emerged from this darkness, their bodies covered with a thin layer of snow.

  Before them appeared a wooden cabin emanating warm firelight.

  The cabin's chimney emitted wisps of white smoke, warm air swirling in the sky.

  In this endless icy world, this wooden cabin seemed particularly cozy.

  Like a faint yet warm candle in the long night.

  This was an area created from Angus's memories during his lifetime.

  Equivalent to a hidden fragment of his soul.

  Viktor stood before the cabin door, narrowing his eyes as he gazed at the distinctly textured wooden door.

  A panel, incongruous with this place, appeared before his eyes:

  [Administrator privileges required]

  Since this place was hidden within the domain of the Snow Mastiff Armor, the administrator undoubtedly referred to the armor's owner.

  Now, the owner of the Snow Mastiff Armor was Gwen, and Viktor was completely trusted by Gwen.

  So...

  A beam of light scanned Viktor's eyes.

  With a 'click,' that panel reappeared before Viktor's eyes.

  [Administrator privileges granted]

  The wooden door seemed to have its latch drawn back, slightly opening backward.

  Warm yellow light shot out from the doorway, illuminating Viktor's feet.

  Viktor stepped over the light, pushed open the door, and entered the cabin.

  The cabin was filled with a cozy atmosphere, with an everlasting fire burning in the stone fireplace, giving the furniture inside a layer of warm radiance.

  Animal furs were spread on the wooden tables and chairs, the fur blankets looking brand new, as if never used.

  Viktor looked around, feeling the warmth around him.

  Then, his gaze was drawn to a white-covered notebook on the wooden table.

  Just like a necessary condition in every game.

  In an NPC's house, there must be special items for players to obtain story information.

  Angus's memories were also stored in this way, deep within his armor's domain.

  Viktor picked up the notebook and opened the first page.

  A crisp texture transmitted from his fingertips, the scent of ink entered his nostrils, and the words danced before his eyes.

  Viktor narrowed his eyes and began to read:

  "Gwen—"

  "You are the child bestowed upon me by the gods."

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