"Save me! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
This is a frozen world, with thick ice everywhere, and a black shadow flashed under the ice.
On the ice, a woman was hanging, crying and begging.
Who dares to imagine the weather in August? She was wearing a thin coat even in this temperature, and her face was delicate and elegant. In this cold weather, she looked even more fragile and pale.
Lucia ignored the woman's plea, lowered her eyes, and showed an extremely gentle smile, "Goodbye."
She pulled down the rope beside her, and the rope hanging the woman slid down with a snap.
"Ahhhh! You ungrateful person! Madman!