Chapter 767 Sigrid Made Peace with the Map

The snow at night was tranquil and vast, perhaps an untouched corner of this world.

The antlers of the Snowfield Mystical Deer, proud and beautiful, looked like sparkling ice sculptures cutting through the velvet-like curtain of snow.

The deer-drawn sleigh gradually slowed down and came to a stop, waiting for Lanci and Sigrid to switch places, settling into each other's original seats.

The moment Lanci took hold of the reins, a sense of security returned to him.

During the Northern Continent's winter months in the Protoss Empire, it was he who had to take charge of the direction to avoid losing their way.

"Right, fancy a couple of swigs?"

Just after sitting down in the back, Sigrid reached into the storage box and pulled out a Leather Wine Bag, unscrewing it with one hand and passing it forward.

Lanci's eyes widened.