Light-colored boots make a slight sound when they step on the snow. The touch from under her feet made the girl clearly feel that the fluffy snow was compacted to the ground, and then there was a cold feeling, like stepping on shaved ice.

The snowdrifts in the mountains and forests were thicker, almost half a meter high, but fortunately they were not knee-high for Loren Hill, otherwise she would have had a hard time walking in the snow.

There was a breeze blowing in the mountains, the snow was already light, only a few bits were still flying, and the occasional blow on the cheeks felt like cool grains of sand brushing against the skin. The girl pulled the hat on her head and tilted it slightly to shield it from the wind and snow on that side.

The shape of the hat is the same as that of the fairy tale witch, with a large brim and pointed corners with a little bend, but in order to match the white winter dress, the hat is also white, only the ice blue ribbon on the body of the hat is used as a decorative embellishment, making it look less monotonous.

The hat was made by Lorain Hill himself, and he used pure white star-weave cloth that he spun himself, and because he had recently been free, he wanted to make something by himself.

In fact, she failed two before, because of her lack of experience, and the shape and size were not good-looking, and she was not satisfied with the third one she was wearing now. I didn't really think too much about it when I started doing it, but then I found that it was unexpectedly good when I wore it.

The large brim of the hat can block the falling snowflakes, and will not fall into the cheeks and neck, and with the cover of the hat, the head also feels very warm, and it will not be as hot as before, and the head will be cold, which is more uncomfortable.

After the hat was ready, Lorain Hill looked at himself in the mirror a little, spun around, felt that something was missing, and then ran to the amber maple tree and broke a branch, cut it and made it into a walking stick, and took it in his hand and turned it around a few times, with this dress, just like the white witch in a fairy tale.

She also tried to fly on a wooden pole at first, but later found it a bit weird, because she could pull it out and set it aside at any time, because her flight was powered by the atmosphere and not by the wooden staff, but then it would be the same as flying on an air chair, which would look weird, so she simply didn't sit on the wooden staff.

This time, I wanted to re-experience the feeling of hiking in the mountains.

People are actually very interesting creatures, and some of the things they like have been doing for a long time will also produce a bit of curiosity and want to try something new. Loren Hill had been flying through the forest before, and it had been a long time since she had walked through the woods, and that would have been when she first woke up.

In fact, she also thought about this question later, why she was lying there, and what was her origin.

Is it a crossing? But this was not what he was like in his previous life.

Is it a snatch? After becoming a transcendent, she ruled out this possibility, because her soul and body were extremely compatible, even far beyond ordinary people.

For example, the body and soul are like screws and nuts, and if they are not their original body, they will have a strong rejection reaction, which is a kind of damage to both parties.

Ordinary people can say that the body and soul are born at the same time, and there may be a slight difference.

But in her words, it feels more like a body born with a soul first, and then a body born from a soul as a template, so the fit reaches more than 100%, and it is almost one.

But who would do this kind of thing, and who would be able to do it. There are no surviving and proven gods in this world, the Mercury Dynasty has existed for nearly a thousand years, and it has only obtained a little ethereal legend from the elves, it is said that before the age of giants and dragons, there were gods in this world, and they created many creatures.

However, this is only a legend, and apart from a small amount of written and oral transmission, there are still no artifacts or relics that can prove that such a powerful creature ever existed in the world. Even the witches who have a long lifespan, most of them have only reached sequence 9 and have not broken this limit.

If you say that you were created, then there must be some purpose, or what mission you shoulder, the girl walked in the snow, and slowly recalled in her heart.

The only thing that can grasp the clue is the system in consciousness, she also thought that the system is omnipotent, but later found out that it is not. This system does not change the world, nor can it create physical objects, it is closer to a function of observation and guidance.

It will give some guidance and assistance to itself, but it will not interfere with its own thoughts and opinions, as if it wants to let itself have more contact with and think about the world, and then wait quietly and wait for itself to make a choice.

Maybe one day, it will tell itself its ultimate mission.

First, we walked through towering redwood forests, which are one or two hundred meters high and shade most of the sky, so there are very few shrubs in the shade and it is easier to walk.

After a few more hills and turns, Lorain Hill stepped onto the path carved out of the mountains, and this was not far from the city of the Rabbit-Eared Tribe.

Snow-capped decorate the world, there are few horse-drawn carriages on the spacious road, although the traffic in several cities within the rabbit-eared tribe is still smooth, but the road to communicate with the outside world is not good, because it is newly opened, it is very difficult to walk, when the snow covers the mountain, there are few tourists and business travelers who stay in the Tixilan Mountains, and most of them go back to their hometowns to rest.

The natural nature of winter always makes people tend to reduce their activities and recuperate at home to reduce consumption.

By the time Lorain Hill stepped into the gate of Snake Slaying City, it was almost noon, and the bluestone brick huts in the city were full of white smoke from the chimneys, and occasionally he could smell the aroma of rice from the family next to him.

Knock knock.

The girl did not go to the City Lord's Mansion, but went directly to the school gate and knocked on the door.

An aunt opened them, and at first she was a little puzzled, but when she saw Lorain Hill raise the brim of her hat to show her face, she was taken aback, and was about to bow her head to salute, but was interrupted by the girl.

"Aunt Monica, no need, I'm just here to take a brief look today."

"Yes, Your Highness. You go into the house and sit down for a while, and I'll go find Mira. Facing Lorain Hill, the aunt was still a little nervous, afraid that she would make a mistake or not be liked by adults, so after placing the girl, she was ready to go to the classroom immediately and call Mira over.

"No need, I'll just go over."

Lorain Hill took off his hat, shook the snow off it, straightened his clothes a little, and then whispered to dissuade him.

Passing through the hallway in the courtyard and in the direction of the classroom, the grass outside the guardrail was piled up with last night's snow, and part of it began to melt in the sun, revealing the green blades of grass below. Lorain Hill walked on the stone bricks, occasionally hearing the sound of reading from the classroom.

What a nostalgia, thought to the girl, and was about to knock on the door, when a neat voice came from behind the door.

"Dignity is not charity, we have to rely on ourselves to fight for it, and we can wash away the past with action, and this is how we become stronger."

Very familiar words, Lorain Hill seemed to remember something, and the hand that was about to knock on the door was also lowered, and a shy look appeared on his cheeks.

It's a shameful word for the second middle school, and it's still read out by everyone.