Chapter 440 - Chapter 437 – Mapping and Return to Civilization

The small golden kitten sat comfortably on Sylvia's shoulder. Its fur, which gleamed like molten metal, occasionally brushed gently against the long black hair of the Queen of Death. Every small movement the kitten made emitted a soft, warm aura of fortune, creating a sharp contrast with the cold aura of death that surrounded Sylvia like an invisible cloak. This strange balance actually felt comfortable, as if two extreme forces were complementing each other in a fragile yet strong harmony. The Golden Dragon, newly freed from the corruption curse, looked content and loyal. Its bright golden eyes gazed around with innocent curiosity, its small ears twitching at every faint sound in the dungeon.