After hearing what he had asked, everything instantly clicked on her.
Is this the same opportunity that Felix had been granted?
She connected it to what Felix had mentioned—dreaming about the ancestor of Moon. If he could, then he could have also dreamt the owner of his sword art, right?
In other words, she just encountered the owner of the sword art that Felix had granted to her.
She kneeled with one knee, cupped her right fist and punched it on her left palm, as she bowed deeply.
She said in a very polite tone, "Senior. It's nice to meet you."
The man made out of white ethereal snow nodded. "My question. Please answer."
Krisha hesitated. She stammered. "I-I'm not very sure, Senior. But I am practicing a sword art called Frozen Vein Sword Art, is that yours?"
The man smiled wide. "Indeed. You are my successor. I have not spread my mortal rank sword art before, perhaps, little Ging must have given it to you.
That sword art is the only key to get access to my world."
