Frost quickly found himself back in his office where Yuna awaited him.
"Let's start the show."
"Yes master."
The two then teleported to the Dungeon's extension, a set of forest-like rooms that were connected to a secondary entrance within the Glacial mountains themselves.
This place was built upon the idea of not missing out on the glorious levels of DP brought in by wild monsters that the establishment of the Camp had put a stop to.
After several months of trickled activity dozens of monsters had managed to find their way through the hidden entrance. Following their instincts, their hunger for mana and power these monsters were drawn to the Dungeon and were faced with trees as far as the eyes could see and plentiful, weak beasts to feast on, a veritable paradise.
After settling in for sometime these monsters would then be faced with a life changing choice. Frost or one of his officers would appear before those deemed useful, offering them the opportunity to join the Dungeon, to come under Frost's rule and relish in the high levels of mana that proliferated through its many floors.
Unfortunately few were willing to submit even when faced with Frost himself, choosing to either fight to the death or more frequently flee for their lives. And with the forces behind Frost not a single monster that chose to run ever made it out of the Dungeon, forever becoming nutrients for its grand development.
Those that were wise and farsighted in their choice quickly became like the rest of the resident monsters within the Dungeon. After a brief ceremony with Frost a soul contract would link them to him and alter their being into his servants and allow them to enjoy the glorious benefits of such a bargain albeit at the cost of their freedom, bound to the Dungeon forever more.
However right now this extension was where Frost planned to summon his Niflheim gnomes. From here they'd back out of the Dungeon's secondary entrance and walk with him to the Camp as though they had journeyed through the Glacial mountains to get here.
A clever ploy that required little work but one that would help add to Frost's mystery as well as prevent people from linking the gnomes to the Dungeon.
"Are we clear?" Frost asked Yuna after they arrived in a rather open glade.
"Yes sir I had the coeurl corps scour the area for any wild monsters that found their way inside, you won't be interrupted." The coeurl corps were a regiment of coeurl pups and coeurls that were placed under Kiba's command several months ago during the monster stampede.
However recently more and more coeurls pups had evolved into their C-rank couerl form with some even becoming variants, stronger than the standard version. This of course was glorious news to Frost and the Dungeon as a whole but to Kiba it was a literal nightmare.
Monsters especially beastlike monsters like coeurls and winged tigers had very strict hierarchy, whoever was strongest was top dog or in this case cat.
With the coeurls being C-rank monsters and with some of the variants even reaching mid C-rank, Kiba who was a C-rank himself not even being at the peak had seen no small amount of challenges from his former loyal subordinates.
"Huh you deaf bimbo or just stupid, getting angry just proves my point." Riled up by Yuna sudden show of force the female Niflheim gnome instead of retreating doubled down on her opinion, even going to the extent of taunting Yuna, daring her to hit her and see what happens.
Yuna being as prideful as she was felt something snap in her mind and the area around them suddenly sharply lowered in temperature.
"YUNA! Stand down!" By this point it was impossible for Frost to remain ignorant of the situation. Without any restraint he released his royal aspected aura immediately deflating Yuna's outburst.
"But master?" Yuna felt the urge to cry, feeling betrayed by her beloved master.
'Why isn't he taking my side, I'm a B-rank monster with a name.'
"You to, your words went too far."
"S...sorry master." The female gnome visibly trembled while under Frost's pressure, instantly apologising for her actions and taking a step back thus allowing the tension to ease.
"Yuna you looked upon my creation with scorn the moment they arrived thus she was justified in her attacks against you however Yuna is my capable secretary, questioning her capabilities especially in front of myself is insulting me." Frost kept his aura released as he spoke pressing down on both Yuna and the female gnome.
""We are sorry master."" The two bowed their heads and apologised for their outburst.
Frost was truly quite angry, a glorious moment that he was filled with expectation for was pretty much ruined. Alas he didn't hold it too much against Yuna and the gnome, a clash in personalities and their respective species was something natural.
Hidden behind his expressed anger however was a smirk. 'Hehehe feisty and courageous despite their lack in strength just how I designed them.'
This rebellious spirit that saw the female gnome boldly stand head to head with Yuna was a rather rare trait among gnome kind at least when they weren't in a vastly superior position of power.
However Frost believed that despite lacking strength the fact that these monsters stood head and shoulders above their peers in regards to craftmanship they should have ample arrogance thus resulting in the current standoff.
"You Niflheim gnomes will become my Dungeon's greatest support, I have high expectations for all of you."
"You will not be disappointed master." The three C-rank Niflheim gnomes saluted with conviction as did the 20 odd lesser gnomes.
"Good because I have your very first assignment."