Chapter 245: Frigid Moonflower & Metropolis

As Albion and Fenriri continued to trek through the thick snow of the Netherfrost Blizzard Realm, seemingly without a clear destination, Albion shortly turned to his side and asked, "Do you remember where the nearest neighboring tribe was, Fenriri?"

"We are actually walking in the direction of one, Master. We just have to past another three hills roughly before we see it," Fenriri answered casually, but it was clear that she was slightly feeling the coldness of the freezing weather. 

Still, she was in a far better situation than what the average Iceborn Wolf-person would feel due to the heightened cold resistance from her ancestral bloodline.

"I see, that's convenient," Albion nodded casually before he said, "Tell me more about this tribe. Fenriri." 

"Yes, Master!" Fenriri quickly complied.