Hold the axe.

Raised.

Smash down.

It was a simple action, but as soon as you relaxed the force slightly, the axe would miss, and the hard bark would shake your hands back with pain. Breathing, timing, speed, weight movement, only when these are perfectly controlled, the power hidden in the edge of the heavy axe can all be transmitted to the tree, making a loud and clear beautiful sound.

However, even if you understand it in your head, you can't fully put it into practice. Mu'ou had already ushered in his second summer after getting the job in the spring of ten, but he didn't know if he could do it again in ten strokes. The grandfather who taught him how to wield an axe could hit every shot, and the huge logging axe didn't look tired no matter how many times he swung it. But after only fifty swings, Muou's hands would become numb, his shoulders would ache, and he would not be able to lift his arms.

"Forty...... Three! Forty...... Four!"

As if spurring himself, he counted aloud as best he could, chopping the trunk of the tree with his axe. However, the sweat blurred his eyes, made his palms slip, and his hit rate dropped. Half-self-abandoned, he clenched his felling axe and spun around with his body.

"Forty...... Nine! Five...... Ten...... Ten!!"

The final blow was completely disorganized, far from the axe carved into the trunk of the tree, and smashed into the bark with a deafening metallic sound. Unable to withstand the reaction force that made Venus appear in his eyes, Mu Ou dropped the axe, staggered back a few steps, and sat down on the deep moss.

As he snorted and gasped, a laughing voice came from the right.

"Three times out of fifty the good voices are made. All of them add up, that, forty-one times. Looks like it's time for you to treat you to today's meal, Muou."

The owner of the voice was a teenager of the same age lying a little farther away. Instead of answering immediately, Mouou sat and grabbed the leather kettle. He gulped down the warmed water, and when he finally caught his breath, he tightened the lid of the pot and said.

"Hmph, aren't you only forty-three times? I'll catch up in a moment. Oh, it's your turn...... clouds."

"Yes, yes."

Mu Ou's childhood sweetheart and unique best friend, who has also been the partner of this depressed and spicy chicken profession since a year ago, Yun Xu, pulled together the black bangs soaked in sweat, stretched his feet up, and stood up with a hey. However, instead of picking up the axe immediately, he threw his head up. As a result, Mouu also cast his gaze into the air.

Halfway through July, the summer sky was startlingly blue, and the sun in the middle of it gave off a dazzling light without mercy. However, the dense thick leaves of the branches of the large tree that stretched in all directions greedily blocked the sunlight, and barely reached the foot of the large tree where Mu'ou and the others were.

During this time, the tree also coveted the blessings of the sun with its countless leaves, and continued to absorb the blessings of the earth from its roots, gradually recovering the axe wounds carved by Mu Ou and Yunxu. No matter how hard they tried during the day, by the time they came back the next morning after a night's rest, half of the injuries they had suffered had returned.

Mouu sighed softly, his gaze shifting from the air to the trees.

The fairy tree is a monster with a trunk diameter of four meters and a branch tip of seventy meters. Even the tallest immortal hall in the village was less than a quarter of its height, and for Mu Ou and Yun Xu, who were more than one and a half meters tall this year, it was simply the opponent of the ancient giant gods.

Originally, isn't it a fool's dream to cut it down with human power?

Looking at the axe marks carved into the trunk of the tree, Mouu couldn't help but think. The depth of the wedge marks had finally reached about a meter, but the trunk was still three times as thick.

Last summer, when he and Yunxu were taken to the village chief's house to accept the task of cutting down fairy trees, Mu Ou heard something that made people think about it.

This fairy tree has been rooted in this land long before the development of Xianshu Village, where the two lived, and the villagers have been cutting down this tree since the first immigration era. According to the historical records of the village, the previous grandfather Mu Ou was the sixth generation, and Mu Ou and Yunxu were the seventh generation, and it has taken more than 300 years so far.

Three hundred years ————!

What is understandable is this: from the generation of Mou'or's father and mother, the generation of his grandfather and grandmother, and the generations before and before him, this profession has swung the axe countless times, and the result is that the axe marks are now less than a meter, and that's it.

Why do you have to cut down a big tree even so? The village chief explained the reason in a serious manner.

The fairy tree, due to its huge body and excess vitality, has taken away the nutrients of the sun and the land from the surrounding area. All the land covered by the fairy trees, no matter what kind of plants can take root, will not be able to take root and sprout, and all the vitality of this village will be submerged in the next year.

The geographical location of Xianshu Village is particularly awkward, it is located in the four major empires, the Northern Qi Empire, and it is also the northern border area. In other words, this is the end of the world at the end of the world. Surrounded by cliffs and mountains in the east and west, the only way to survive is to open up the land to the south of the forest, but the fairy tree is like a gatekeeper blocking the way, if you don't want to solve it, the village is destined to become desolate and unable to develop.

Having said that, the wood of the tree was as hard as steel, and it could not be lit by fire, and its roots could not be dug up until they reached the same depth as the treetops. Therefore, the ancestors of our village used the ancestral axe to cut down the trunk of the tree with the ancestral immortal weapon that can cut even iron, and then passed on the task from generation to generation.

When the village chief finished these words in a voice trembling with a sense of mission, Mu Ou first asked with a trembling voice: Couldn't it be that the fairy tree could not be ignored and the forest further south?

To this, the village chief replied in a terrifying voice: It is the sad wish of the ancestors to cut down the tree, and it is also the practice of the village to entrust this great righteousness to two tree cutters. Then Yun Xu tilted his head and asked, "Then why did the ancestors start a village in this kind of place in the first place?" The village chief was speechless for a moment, and then he was furious like fire, and hit Yunxu and Mu Ou on the head with the tip of his cane.

For a year after that, the two alternately held the mountain axe and constantly challenged the fairy tree. However, it may be because he has not yet mastered how to wield an axe, and the marks of cutting into the trunk of a large tree do not seem to have deepened no matter how you look at it. The traces up to this point have taken three hundred years, so the two children have only worked hard for about a year, and there is no great change, of course, of course. Although I know this kind of thing, I still don't feel a sense of accomplishment as a job.

Yun Xu, who was standing next to Mu Ou and looking at the fairy tree wordlessly, was probably thinking about the same thing, and quickly approached the trunk of the tree and stretched out his left hand.

"Hey, forget it, Yunxu. The village chief said that you should not always watch the destiny of the tree."

Mu Ou said hurriedly, but Yun Xu turned his head slightly, a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said casually.

"The last time I saw it was two months ago. It's not always, it's occasional."

"Really, I can't help you. …… Hey, wait a minute, I'm going to see it too."

Mu Ou's body, which had finally breathed evenly, stood up with the reaction force of his leg swing just like Yunxu just now, and walked to his partner's side.

"Ready? Open it."

Yun Xu whispered, straightening the index and middle fingers of his left hand that was stretched out forward, and clenching the other fingers. In this way, a circle is drawn in the air, which is the most basic operation in this world.

Yun Xu immediately tapped the trunk of the immortal tree with his fingertips. It was not a dry percussion sound that it should have been, but a clear sound like playing silverware. Then, as if emerging from the inside of the trunk, a small quadrangular glittering window appeared.

Everything that exists in the heavens and the earth, whether it is moving or not, has the mandate of the God of Creation, who is in charge of life. Insects or flowers are granted fewer lives, cats or horses are more, and people are more. The trees in the forest or the mossy rocks hold many times more destiny than humans. Their destiny likewise increases, reaches its peak, and decreases from the moment of birth. At the end of life, animals and people stop breathing, plants and trees wither, and rocks shatter.

This is the window of immortals.,People who hold the corresponding immortal power.,Seal and tap the object to call it out.。 The windows of stone and grass are relatively simple, and anyone can see them, but animals are more difficult, and you need to practice a certain amount of immortal arts.

A transparent window with various data written on it,

"I'll take a look at ......"

Mouu checked them with his fingers one by one, and said the numbers.

"230,000...... Five thousand five hundred and forty-two."

"Ah...... How much was last month?"

"I remember...... About two hundred thirty-five thousand five hundred and ninety."

「……」

Listening to Mu Ou's words, Yun Xu raised his hands exaggeratedly and knelt down on the root of the tree in despair. Then he inserted his finger into the black hair.

"Only fifty! After working so hard for two months, I killed fifty in 230,000 miles! I can't cut it down for the rest of my life!"

"No, that's impossible."

Mu Ou had to answer with a wry smile.

"Six generations of tree cutters before us have worked hard for 300 years, and only a quarter of the ...... has been carried out. Purely considered, that will take about 18 generations, about 900 years."

"You~this~people~ah~~~~~"

Yun Xu, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, looked up at Mu Ou fiercely, and suddenly hugged his legs. Mu'ou was unexpectedly disbalanced and fell backwards onto the bed of moss.

"This assigned profession is too nonsense, are we going to cut it down for the rest of our lives?"

With angry words in his mouth, Yun Xu rode on top of Mu Ou with a wicked smile on his face, rubbing his hair indiscriminately.

"Whew, what are you doing!"

Mu Ou grabbed Yunxu's wrists with both hands and pulled them back hard. Using the strength of Yun Xu's resistance to support his body, he turned half a circle vertically and brought himself to the top.

"Watch me take my revenge!"

Laughing and screaming, he reached out and grabbed Yunxu's hair with his dirty hand. However, contrary to the soft-haired Yugeo, Yunxu has black hair that stands up all over the place, and this attack is pointless. I had no choice but to replace it with an attack on the flank.

"Oh, you...... It's too much, too mean, too vile, ......."

Mu Ou pressed the clouds that were in trouble breathing but kept moving, and continued to arm his limbs, when suddenly a high-pitched voice came from behind.

"Hey——! I'm lazy again!!"

Mu Ou and Yun Xu immediately stopped fighting.

"Hmm......"

"It's not ...... good"

The two of them craned their necks and turned their heads tremblingly.

Recognizing the figure standing on the stone a little farther away, with his hands on his waist and his chest held high, Mu showed a convulsive smile and said.

"Hey...... Hi Cher, it's really early today."

"It's not early, it's the same time as usual."

She turned her face away unhappily, the long hair tied at the sides of her head shining brightly even in the slight shaking light shining through the branches. The girl jumped lightly from the stone. She carried a large woven frame in her right hand.

The girl's name is Murong Xue. She is the daughter of the village chief, and she is the same age as Yun Xu, and Mu Ou is the same.

All the children living in the northern border region will be given immortal positions in the spring of the age of ten to participate in the apprenticeship of work, which is an old rule, but Murong Xue continued to take a break from immortal arts as the only exception.

That being said, even if you are gifted with talent or the daughter of the village chief, Xianshu Village is not a village rich enough for an eleven-year-old girl to study and not work in a day. Without mobilizing all the forces that can be mobilized to constantly repel the constant onslaught of sunshine, long rains, or pests that cut off the destiny of crops and livestock, it is difficult for the whole village to survive the harsh winter without incident.

Mu Ou's family held a large wheat field on the cultivated land south of the village, and his father, Mu Li, who had been farmers for generations, said that he was happy that his third son, Mu Ou, had been chosen to cut down fairy trees, but he sometimes felt regret in his heart. Of course, the wages for cutting down trees were paid to the family from the village treasury, but the fact that there was less manpower to go to the fields did not change.

It is customary for the eldest son of each family to be given the same vocation as his father, and in the case of a farmer's family, the daughter, the second son, and the third son are also based on this. The child of the prop merchant is the prop merchant, the child of the swordsman is the swordsman, the child of alchemy is alchemy, and then the village chief is inherited by the village chief's child. In this way, Xianshu Village has remained almost unchanged for hundreds of years since its opening. The adults said that this was the reward of the immortals, but Mu Ou felt a very small, indescribable sense of disobedience to it.

What do the adults want to expand the village? Or do you want it to remain the same? I don't understand that. If you really want to expand the fields, you can leave this troublesome tree alone and go a little further to the south. However, the village chief, including the first sage of the village, did not even think of changing the customs that had been passed down from generation to generation.

As a result, the village is still poor no matter how generations have migrated, and the village chief's daughter, Alice, can only learn in the morning, and in the afternoon she has to be busy with the work of tending to the livestock or sweeping. One of the first jobs was to deliver food to Mu Ou and Yunxu.

With a basket hanging in her right hand and her hands on her waist, Murong Xue jumped down from the stone lightly. Dark brown eyes glared at Mu and Yunxu, who had interrupted their fighting. Before a massive lightning strike could fall from her tiny lips, Mucho quickly stood up and shook his head.

"Not lazy, not lazy! The morning's allotted work has been completed."

He quickly argued, and Yun Xu echoed "right" in the back.

Murong Xue glanced at the two of them again with her eyes shining with a bright light, and then suddenly laughed in surprise.

"Since you still have the strength to fight after finishing your work, shouldn't you tell my father that it's better to do it more often?"

"Only, that's the only one, don't do it!"

"Just kidding. - Well, let's have lunch quickly. It's a hot day, so you have to eat it before it spoils."

Murong Xue put the woven basket on the ground, took out a large piece of white cloth from it, and shook it open. As soon as it was spread on the chosen flat ground, Kirito couldn't wait to take off his shoes and pounce on them. Then Eugeo sat down and lined up in front of the two hungry laborers.

Today's menu is pies with cured meats and leeks, several dried fruits, and milk squeezed out in the morning. Except for milk, they are all very well preserved, but the sunshine pouring down in July has taken the destiny of cooking without mercy.

To Kirito and Yugeo, who pounced on the cooking, Alice stopped it with her hands as if she was saying to a dog not to eat, and quickly made a seal in the air, first confirming the milk in the clay pot and the "Window" of other dishes.

"Wow, the milk has ten minutes, and the pie can only last another fifteen minutes. Obviously you came running...... It's time to eat a little faster. But chew it well."

Even if you eat only one bite of the dish, you will immediately have stomach aches and other symptoms. Mu Ou and Yun Xu couldn't even wait for me to start, so they took a bite of the big pie.

The three of them chewed wordlessly for a while. Needless to say, the two hungry teenagers even Murong Xue exerted a good appetite that made people wonder where that slender belly was going, and eliminated one dish after another. The first three-piece pie disappeared, and then a whole jug of milk washed down nine sandwiches, and the three of them finally caught their breath.

"—How's it going?"

Turning to Murong Xue, who suddenly squinted at them and said this, Mu Ou replied with a smile.

"Well, today's pie was delicious. Looks like Cher is making progress."

"Yes, yes. But I don't think it's enough."

Taking advantage of the gap when Murong Xue turned her head to hide her shyness, Mu Ou gave Yun Xu a look, and the two exchanged smiles for a moment. Since last month, Murong Xue's bento has been made by Murong Xue, although it is claimed, in fact, the difference between Murong Xue's mother helping and not helping is clear at a glance. It's about everything, and skills can only be remembered by the body with years of cultivation - however, Mu Ou and Yun Xu finally remembered it with their bodies, which is something that cannot be spoken.

"But—"

Yun Xu said as he took out the yellow pear from the small basket with the dried fruits.

"It's rare for a bento to be so delicious, so I wish I could eat it more leisurely. Why does a bento go bad immediately when it's hot......

"Ask Why......"

Undisguised with a wry smile this time, Yugeo shook his body sharply and shrugged his shoulders.

"What a guy who says strange things. Summer, no matter what, the destiny will diminish very quickly. Whether it's meat, fish, vegetables, or fruits, they will rot immediately after a while, right?"

"So, I'm asking, why is that? In winter, if you throw raw salted meat outside, won't it be okay to leave it for as many days as you want?"

"That's ...... Because it's cold in winter."

Yun Xu pouted at Mu Ou's answer like a child who couldn't understand words. There was a slight hint of challenge in the dark eyes of the northern border.

"Yes, as Mou'o said, if it gets cold, the food will last longer. Not because it's winter. So...... If it gets cold, it should be able to last longer even during this period."

This time, Mu Ou was really stunned, and kicked Yunxu's leg lightly with his toes.

"Don't say it that simple. Say that when it gets cold, summer is hot to call summer. Do you want to use fairy manipulation to snow? This is too far away for us, our current destiny is born to cut down trees, and the way to step into immortal cultivation is slim, besides, if someone releases this immortal technique, it will be taken away by the Forgotten Immortal Gate of Northern Qi the next day."

"Hmm-mm....... What's the best way to do that...... I think there's an easier way to do it......

Yun Xu frowned and muttered. Alice, who had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two, fiddled with the end of her long braid with her fingers and suddenly interjected.

"Interesting."

"Y-What are you talking about?"

"Actually, you don't need to use immortal magic at all. You don't have to think about the big thing like making the whole village cold, for example, just make it cold in this basket of bento, right?"

Hearing this kind of natural thing, Mu Ou couldn't help but glance at Yun Xu and nodded at the same time. Murong Xue showed a clear smile and continued.

"Even in summer, there are a lot of cold things. The water in the deep well. Wouldn't it get cold when you put this stuff in a basket?"

"Ahhh......hh yes."

Mu Ou folded his arms and thought about it.

In the middle of the square in front of the village, there is a well dug so deep that the water from it can freeze your hands even in summer. In addition, the leaves of the ice tree, which only grows in the valley to the north, give off a pungent aroma and quickly turn cold when plucked, making it a valuable resource for bruises. Indeed, if you put water from a deep well in a kettle and wrap the pie in the leaves of Hilbey, you may be able to keep it cool while transporting the bento.

However, Yun Xu, who was thinking about the same thing, shook his head lightly and spoke.

"It's just probably not going to work. After the well water is fetched, it will warm up in less than a minute, and the leaves of the ice tree will only be slightly cooler. I don't think the baskets that can get Cher from home to the fairy tree keep the basket cold."

"So, what else can I do?"

Murong Xue, who finally caught a good idea, pouted and asked. Yun Xu scratched his black hair and thought for a while, then whispered.

"It's ice. If there's a lot of ice, it's enough to freeze the bento."

"You......"

Murong Xue was stunned and immediately shook her head.

"It's summer. Ice or something, where is it? It's impossible to even have a big market in Northern Qi!"

She said in one breath in a tone like a mother reprimanding an ignorant child.

However, Mu Ou felt a slight bad premonition, and continued to shut up and look at Yunxu's face. He knew from years of experience that when this childhood playmate spoke with such a look and such a tone, he was basically not thinking about anything serious. In my mind, I went to the mountains to the east to collect the honey of the Emperor Bee, and when I broke the milk jug in the basement that had depleted the Mandate of Heaven a hundred years ago.

"Well, well, forget it, it's no problem to eat quickly. If you don't start your afternoon work soon, you'll have to go back late."

Quickly putting the empty plate back into the basket, Mouo said, interrupting the shaky conversation. However, seeing that Yunxu's eyes showed a light of remembering something, he had to accept the dangerous reality.

「…… What, I remember something this time."

Mu O asked with a quick death, and Kirito replied with a wicked smile.

"Na...... Do you remember the story you heard from Mu'ou's grandfather a long time ago?"

"Huh......?"

"Which story ......?"

Not only Mu Ou, but Murong Xue also tilted her little head.

Mu'ou's grandfather, who had ended his destiny two years ago, had his gray hair stuffed with stories from the past, and he often sat in a rocking chair in the courtyard and told them to the three children gathered around his feet. Incredible stories, exciting stories, terrifying stories, the total number is about hundreds, Mu Ou didn't know which one Yun Xu was talking about, and Murong Xue tilted his head and asked.

"Summer ice, there's nothing else to say. Xuanyuan ......"

"Hey, stop, just kidding!"

Before he could hear the end, Mu Ou interrupted him by waving his hand and shaking his head.

The so-called Xuanyuan clan is the most powerful immortal among the ancestors who pioneered Xianshu Village, and the person who held the position of the first village chief. In any case, it was three hundred years ago, and all that was passed down orally was the legend of Wu Yong and the like, and what Yun Xu said was the title of the most whimsical story among them.

One midsummer day, Xuanyuan noticed that large pieces of transparent stone had floated down in the river that flowed through the east side of the village. When I fished it up, I found that it was actually an ice cube. Xuanyuan thought it was incredible, so he walked up the river. Soon he reached the end of the northern boundary, the end of the mountain, and made his way up a trickling stream to find the entrance to a huge cavern.

Against the icy wind blowing from the cave, Xuanyuan stepped into the cave, stepped through all kinds of dangers, and finally reached the wide room in the deepest part. There he saw the huge white dragon that was said to be guarding the east and south of the human world. The dragon curled up on countless treasures, large and small, and seemed to be sleeping. The Xuanyuan clan mustered up the courage to sneak up on it, and found one of the most beautiful long swords in the treasure, which he could imagine no matter what. He gently picked up the sword, careful not to wake the dragon, and then was about to turn and run away - that was the synopsis of the story.

Even Yunxu, who likes to play mischief, doesn't want to break the rules of the village and cross the mountains in the north to find the real dragon. Half praying, Mouou asked tremblingly.

"That is, guard the river and wait for the ice to float down...... So?"

However, Yun Xu snorted as if he was dealing with a fool and said categorically.

"I'm going to wait until the summer is over. In fact, you don't have to really discover dragons like Xuanyuan. In that story, weren't there many icicles growing near the entrance to the cave? Breaking two or three should be enough for the experiment."

"So you......"

Mu Ou was speechless for a few seconds, turned to the side, and looked at Murong Xue, wanting her to teach this reckless little ghost a lesson. Then he noticed an unusual glow in the depths of his black eyes, and his shoulders hung inwardly.

Quite reluctantly, Mu Ou and Yun Xu, as the number one troublemakers in the village, are very common to understand the long sighs and bitter reprimands of the strict old people. However, only a few people know that behind the various evil deeds of the two, there is the secret instigation of Murong Xue, the top student in the village.

That Murong Xue pressed the index finger of her right hand to her lips, tilted her head suspiciously, thought for a few seconds, and blinked and said.

"—it's not a bad idea."

"That's, that's Cher......

"Indeed, it is forbidden for children to climb the mountains to the north on their own, according to the rules of the village. But, think for yourselves. The correct way to say it is, 'Children are not allowed to play on their own over the mountains to the north without the company of an adult.'"

"Yes...... Is that so?"

Yun Xu and Mu Ou couldn't help but look at each other.

The rules of the village, officially known as the "Immortal Tree Villager Code", are a pile of ancient texts about two inches thick that are kept in the village chief's house. When all children reach the age of going to church school, they must first learn to memorize this. After that, I would continue to hear from my parents and the elderly, such as "according to the rules", and by the age of eleven, it had completely penetrated into my mind—I thought it was so, but it seemed that Murong Xue had memorized all the stripes correctly word by word.

…… Could it be that she even had the Basic Law of the Northern Qi Forgotten Immortal Gate, which was twice as thick as the rules of the village...... No, even the one that needs to be twice as thick is memorized perfectly, this kind of thing .......

Thinking of this, Mu Ou stared at Murong Xue with intent. Murong Xue coughed dryly and continued in a tone more like a teacher.

"Got it? Don't go to play, it's forbidden by the rules. But looking for ice isn't fun. If we could make the bento more durable, not only us, but also the people who work in wheat fields and pastures, wouldn't we? So it should be counted as work."

Hearing her arguing with skill, Mouu and Yunxu exchanged glances again. There seemed to be a little melancholy in the partner's dark eyes at first, but immediately melted like ice floes in the river in the summer—

"Well, that's it, not at all."

He folded his arms and nodded in a serious manner.

"If it's work, even if you cross the mountain to the end of the mountain, it's not against the rules of the village. Gu Yun: "Just obeying orders is not a job, if you are empty-handed, you will find something to do by yourself!" If the adults are angry, just quote this sentence.

The Gu Yun family was the rich peasant with the most fields in the village. The current patriarch, Gu Yun, is a burly, fifty-year-old man, and his family's fields are already a few more than in the village

Almost all the farms are several times more numerous, but they are still not satisfied. When he met Mu Ou on the road, he always said in disgust, "Haven't you cut down that hateful fairy tree?" It is said that he also asked the village chief for the right of first refusal to choose the land that had been reclaimed after the tree was cut down. Mu Ou couldn't help but whisper in his heart, "Your destiny has already come to an end before that."

Yunxu's idea of "using Naiguyun's words as an excuse if something goes wrong over the northern mountains" is indeed very charming, but Mu Ou has been playing the role of a brake among the three for a long time, so he must say "but" first.

「…… But it's not just the rules of the village...... Even #that# is forbidden to go to the Terminating Mountains, right? Even if you climb the mountain range to the north, you can only go to the foot of the end mountain range, and you can't enter the cave......

Hearing this, Murong Xue and Yun Xu also showed some strange expressions.

The "That" in Mu Ou's mouth is an absolute law that has far more authority than the "Immortal Tree Village Villager Code" and even the "Northern Empire Law", and governs all the people in the vast human world - its name is "Forget the Immortal Gate Forbidden Record".

It was issued by the Forgotten Immortal Gate, which built an immortal mountain that ran through the sky on the central sacred mountain of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Not only in the Northern Empire where Mu'ou and the others lived, but also in all towns and villages in the Eastern, Southern, and Western Empires, it was necessary to have at least one copy at home.

The ban is different from the rules of the village or the law of the country, and as its name suggests, all of the things listed above are "things that cannot be done". From a wide range of taboos such as "Rebellion Against the Forgotten Immortal Gate", "Murder", and "Theft", to small items such as the upper limit of beasts and fish caught in a year, and even the feed that cannot be fed to domestic animals, the total number easily exceeds 1,000. Of course, children go to schools that teach literacy and numeracy, but the most important subject is to memorize all of them. - To be more precise, the fact that "schools don't teach catalogs" has been banned by catalogs.

Although the Forbidden Records and Forgotten Immortal Sects have such great authority, they still have lands that they cannot reach. That's the Demon Realm that exists across from the "Ending Mountains" that surrounds the world - so going to the Ending Mountains is also recorded quite high in the forbidden list. It is because of this helpless reason that Mu'ou said, "Even if you reach the bottom of the mountain, you can't enter the cave."

Even Murong Xue wouldn't want to challenge the forbidden record, after all, this idea itself is a major taboo. Mu Ou thought this as he looked at another childhood sweetheart.

Long eyelashes that looked like extremely thin black threads side by side glittered in the midday sun that came in through the gaps in the leaves, Murong Xue was silent for a moment—and then suddenly raised her face again, and for some reason there was that challenging light in her eyes, she said.

"Mull. You didn't say anything about the forbidden article this time."

"Hey...... Liar, deceive."

"I didn't lie. The table of contents reads: Chapter 1, Section 3, Section 11, "No one shall cross the end mountain that surrounds the human world...... The so-called crossing the mountain refers to "Climbing Over". Entrance to the cave is not included. And our goal is not to go across the mountains at all, but to get ice. No matter how much you look at the forbidden record, it doesn't say 'You can't go to the Ending Mountains to look for ice'."

After Murong Xue spoke this fluently in her sweet and clear voice like the smallest bell in the church, Yugeo couldn't say anything. Not only that, but he felt that Alice was right.

- However, they had only been before, before the mountains in the north, to the Twin Lakes on the coast, and they did not know what the road was like after that, and it was ...... season for the annoying insects to appear at the water's edge.

Mouu remained stubbornly searching for a reason to stop him, until Yun Xu slapped him on the back and said loudly — almost cutting the strength of the Mandate of Heaven — on the back.

"Hey, Mu Ou, Murong Xue, who is the best learner in the village, will say so, then it's no problem! Okay, it's decided, I'll go to Bailong on the next day off...... No, Ice Cave!"

"If only I could find the right ingredients for storing the bento."

Looking at the two best friends with their faces shining alternately, Mu Ou sighed deeply inwardly, "yes," and echoed with a weak smile.