chapter 128 frost eye helped sophie why???
The battlefield was silent.
The once-roaring war cries, the clash of steel, and the thunder of spells were gone. Now, only three figures remained—standing amidst the carnage of a thousand corpses.
The ground was soaked in blood.
K, Sophie, and Frost Eye.
Everyone else was dead.
The remains of Dark Solution's army littered the battlefield—bodies piled atop each other, some burned beyond recognition, others mutilated beyond repair. The once-proud warriors were nothing more than corpses, their weapons broken, their spirits shattered.
K stood in the middle, barely holding himself up.
His body was a patchwork of wounds—deep gashes bled freely, his armor was torn to shreds, and his once-proud daggers were stained with the blood of countless enemies. His breathing was ragged, his chest rising and falling in uneven gasps.
> K (grinning weakly): "Hah… so that's all of them?"
He took a shaky step forward, daggers trembling in his grip. His vision blurred, but his smile never faded.
> K (grinning, coughing up blood): "What a joke… an entire army… and in the end, it's just you two left?"
Sophie stood a few meters away, her golden spear planted into the ground. Her once imposing army was no more. All her men—**every last one of them—were dead.
Her hands trembled. Not with fear, but with rage.
> Sophie (low voice, seething): "You killed them all."
Her voice was quiet. Dangerous.
> Sophie (clenching her fists): "A thousand men… gone."
She had never seen such absolute devastation. No battle, no war, no event in her gaming history had ever gone this horribly wrong. One man. One damn man.
Frost Eye leaned against a broken pillar, watching with amusement. His daggers still dripped with blood—the blood of her healers, her commanders, her elites. He had worked in the background, slicing the throat of anyone who could've saved her forces.
> Frost Eye (mocking): "You know… if I were you, I'd be more impressed. This is kind of historic."
Sophie whirled on him, eyes burning with fury.
> Sophie (shouting): "You! You did this!"
Frost Eye arched a brow.
> Frost Eye (smirking): "Oh? What exactly did I do?"
> Sophie (furious): "You killed my healers! You sabotaged the entire battle!"
> Frost Eye (grinning): "Correction. I killed your best healers. The ones keeping your army alive."
His smile widened, eyes glinting with mischief.
> Frost Eye (mock sympathy): "It's almost like your entire strategy relied on them… and, well… I broke it."
Sophie's grip on her spear tightened. A violent wave of mana surged around her.
> Sophie (dangerously): "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you."
Frost Eye tilted his head, amused.
> Frost Eye (grinning): "Because I'm fun?"
Sophie's eyes narrowed.
She was done with him. Done with this entire mess.
She turned back to K.
> Sophie (coldly): "You should be dead."
> K (laughing weakly): "Yeah… I get that a lot."
He swayed on his feet. His health was in the single digits. His vision was tunneling. But he refused to fall.
Not yet.
He pointed a blood-soaked dagger at Sophie.
> K (grinning, voice hoarse): "Come on, Sophie… you still wanna kill me, right?"
Sophie didn't hesitate.
She raised a hand—a Tier 1 spell began forming. A low hum filled the air, and in an instant—
K's body froze.
A paralyzing force locked his limbs, rooting him in place. His muscles stiffened, his body refused to obey. He couldn't move.
> K (gritting his teeth): "Tch—damn it—"
A five-second window of weakness.
And Sophie took it.
She lunged.
Her spear pierced his abdomen, lifting him off the ground. Blood sprayed from his mouth, his body convulsing from the sheer force.
> K (coughing blood, grinning weakly): "Heh… finally…"
Frost Eye watched, expression unreadable.
He walked forward, crouching beside K, watching him struggle.
> Frost Eye (mock gasp): "Oh no… K is dead?"
He placed a hand on his chest, feigning deep sorrow.
> Frost Eye (dramatic sigh): "Truly, what a tragic loss. He fought so bravely…"
A chuckle.
Sophie glared at him.
> Sophie (flatly): "You hesitated."
> Frost Eye (shrugging): "Did I? Or did I just want you to get the last hit?"
Sophie ignored him, pulling her spear free. K's body slumped forward.
> K (weakly, smiling faintly): "Heh… I still took… all of them… with me…"
His eyes dimmed.
And then—
He stopped moving.
A bright glow enveloped Sophie as K's body vanished into light particles.
[LEVEL UP!]
Sophie has reached Level 4.
The warm surge of power rushed through her veins, her stamina replenished, her mana refilled. She clenched her fists, feeling the new strength coursing through her body.
And then—her eyes locked onto Frost Eye.
The bastard was kneeling beside K's remains, rummaging through his belongings. His fingers moved swiftly, looting everything of value without a shred of hesitation.
> Sophie (mocking): "Oh? Didn't take the last hit, but you're sure quick to take his loot."
Frost Eye paused, glancing up at her with a smirk.
> Frost Eye (grinning): "What can I say? My hands move on their own when I see free treasure."
He pocketed a pouch of coins, then reached for K's daggers.
> Sophie (arms crossed): "You hesitated."
Frost Eye examined the daggers, flipping them in his hands.
> Frost Eye (grinning): "Did I? Or did I just let you have the dramatic ending?"
Sophie's fingers twitched.
She knew exactly what kind of person Frost Eye was—a trickster, a manipulator, a chaotic force. But this?
This was pushing it.
> Sophie (angry, stepping closer): "You stood there and watched. You could've ended it—but you wanted to see me kill him. You enjoyed it, didn't you?"
Frost Eye shrugged.
> Frost Eye (smirking): "Maybe. Maybe not."
He tossed one of K's daggers in the air, catching it effortlessly.
> Frost Eye (grinning): "Either way, I got what I wanted."
Sophie's anger hit its peak.
Her spear ignited with mana, golden energy crackling around it.
> Sophie (furious): "Put. The loot. Down."
Frost Eye blinked innocently.
Then—he grinned wider.
> Frost Eye (chuckling): "Come on, Sophie. You know the rules… Finders, keepers."
Her grip tightened.
And for the first time that night—she seriously considered killing him next.