บท 263: Chapter 92: The Great Wish to Burn Down the World

The little mare passed through the clouds, leaving holes in the dense clouds wherever her hooves touched, as if they were footprints in the snow.

Seeing the sky as the ground, this was Sleipnir.

However.

"So cold." the dwarven loli crossed her arms, carried by the scruff of her neck by Ahtal, as the little mare galloped, the incoming cold wind made her feel as if her body temperature was being completely sapped away.

Yet, what could she do about it.

Struggling... fighting back, it was pointless, with Ahtal and the divine steed Sleipnir's power, they could easily take her life.

"Why don't you kill me?" the dwarven loli looked up, gazing at the man holding her by the neck beside her, she... was quite puzzled. Why had Ahtal let her live, was it for her beauty.

Impossible, given the quality of beauties around Ahtal, the possibility of him fancying a dwarf was almost non-existent.

It must be because she was young, and he planned to spare her life.