White, snow.

Mountain range.

The perennial snow-covered part of the Juria Mountains is hardly touched – because the snow here is not "quiet" – and the overwhelming white has the urge to engulf the blue of the sky, so it cascades, climbs, covers, piles up, and seems endless. The hope is endless, and it makes people feel fearful because of this.

But recently there have been people who have arrived—a group of people, outnumbered all of them in the past—an army of five thousand.

The expeditionary force of these soldiers was dressed in heavy coats against the cold wind, another terrible feature of the Juria Mountains, a sharp wind that made it difficult for them to move forward, and it was also very easy for their hearts to freeze.

It's been half a month.

Hannibal is still at the forefront, and she still uses her confident appearance and attitude to reassure the soldiers and use her influence to keep them in good shape.

She was full of experience, and combined with the information obtained by the scholars, until now she had not encountered anything that could be called unforeseeable—it could be said that this army had not suffered any major setbacks, but the Duke of Wizdem, who could not walk, was carried on his back, and was not in any better condition.

Wrapped in a heavy coat in the cold wind and carried on Ed's back, she woke up from sleep as she reached the snow-covered area, but she did her best to open her eyes.

I'm worried I'll never wake up again.

"Ahem...... The expeditionary force found a boulder to keep out the cold wind a little, and for a short rest, Fettnay was placed behind the stone, and when Ed handed her water, she took it and drank it, and almost fell asleep again, choking on the water that had been poured into her throat.

Ed immediately took her hand, carefully wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and personally fed water into her mouth.

"Don't sleep. Ed finished feeding her and felt as if she was going to sleep again, so he whispered in her ear.

Fettnay struggled at her alert, opened a slit in her eyes, and reached out to grab Ed's sleeve - but it only lasted a few seconds before she closed her eyes again.

Ed sighed, and as he pondered whether to wake her up, he saw her slowly raise her head again.

Repeatedly.

"Let her say something. Hannibal approached and crouched down beside her, "Can't even use the master's skill?"

It took a moment for Fitney to react to what Hannibal was saying, and only a hint of blue-purple in her eyes indicated that she was listening.

Hannibal watched her closely, only to see her shaking her head with a hint of expression.

Not long ago, she moved a little more than she does now.

No one knows if she'll survive.

It's not a disease - Ed doesn't know what it is, but he knows it.

Hannibal stood up and glanced into the distance.

"At the current rate, it will only take two days to reach the top of the mountain, and if she doesn't get better in two days - please find a way to find someone who can take my place. Hannibal said.

If Fitney died, then she couldn't continue to exist.

With that, Hannibal got up and walked away.

Ed lowered his head to look at the man in his arms, a blank look flashing across his seemingly expressionless face.

"I ...... What should I do with you...... It is useless to do things that do not make sense. He pressed his face to Phytenay's, feeling her cheeks hot, reproach or blame, he couldn't aggravate his tone at all.

Fitney's eyes widened a little more, as if he had "awakened" a little, and wanted to see him more clearly.

"That's ...... Isn't it great......" If it weren't for Eddard almost sticking to Fitney, I wouldn't have heard her barely existential voice.

"Good...... What ......" Ed's pupils contracted slightly, and he understood.

In that case, she would have died sooner than herself.

Fitney wasn't kidding.

"Why ......" his expression showed a hint of pain, holding her face and lowering his head slightly, "There is no salvation in this world - the result of the magic cycle must be the demise of humanity, but this is not unacceptable - I have seen too much darkness, and I have long been tired of such a flawed world." But whether it's you or your mother, why do you want to change my mind like this......"

Because they are accustomed to the darkness, they seek out the things of light.

Even if you are in the abyss of death.

Fitnair looked at him, trying to say something, and his mouth opened weakly.

"What did you say?!" In the distance, a cry of surprise rang out.

The expression on Ed's face didn't change, and he let go of the hands that were holding Fitney—and before that, whispered in her ear, "I don't know how to solve this situation, but I won't let you die." Although, as long as it is something you want to do, I am willing to do it for you, no matter the cost. ”

Fitney's eyes widened a little more.

She watched as Ed walked off into the distance.

He's going......

"What do you say? I saw ...... in the distance. wall?!" Hannibal said in a somewhat uncontrollable voice, unable to maintain his usual image.

"That's right...... It's a wall, blocking the way!"

"Isn't that a spell at the junction?"

"So...... Isn't it useless for us to climb over the Juria Mountains?!"

……

The discussion became more and more intense, and Hannibal's face became more and more ugly.

"Give me all peace!" said Hannibal in a cried voice—but she could not find a solution to all these problems.

Although, with the mastery of Fitney, there may be a glimmer of opportunity - but at first, this matter seems to have been thought of wrongly.

Which spell actually stretched out to the mountains?

"...... the hell," she couldn't help but say.

"That man...... He's heading ahead!" Hannibal's attention was drawn to the front—as many others did, as the dark-haired young man walked forward.

What is he going to do?

The wall is not far away, because it was previously blocked by the cold wind, and it was not seen clearly for the first time.

And following him at this time, they saw the golden wall.

It was indeed the one summoned by the Holy See—it was a depressing ending.

"Wait. Take a look. Hannibal couldn't help but say when he saw Ed's intentions.

The black-haired young man walked towards the wall—he put his hand on it.

Voices rang in Ed's ears.

Voices from faraway lands.

"Human, you guessed this, but what does it have to do with me? Those are my thoughts, and I do, I want ......."

"That's too slow, I have a faster way. ”

"Huh...... Interesting, as a human being, standing on the opposite side of human beings, then, I will lend you my power. ”

Gold poured out of his hands, and gradually climbed up the wall.