On the afternoon of December 1, 3124 AD, Harold and Edith detoured to a hidden cliff in the snow-capped mountains of St. Maurice.

Although the cliff was only three kilometers away from the town at the foot of the snowy mountains, the site was hidden in the dense forest, and Harold and Edith walked all morning to reach the hidden cliff.

The nameless river flows through the cliff, forming a high, thin waterfall that cascades straight down, and now that the nameless river is frozen, the small waterfall has also frozen into slender icicles, just enough to be used as a sliding ice ladder.

Harold threw his axe and supply package down, then slid down the icicle, and the moment he touched the ground, he quickly rolled and completely unloaded the downstroke.

After a few weeks of rolling in the snow, Harold folded back under the icicles, his arms bent and raised to his chest, without saying a word, as if he was about to pick something up.

"Don't be afraid, jump down, I'll take you!"

Harold didn't speak, but he was clearly trying to say it to the people above the cliff.

Edith above the cliff saw that he despised herself like this, and she was so competitive that she bit her lower lip and prepared to slide down like Harold.

However, Miss Edith's long, plump thighs now became a disadvantage that made her unable to slide nimbly.

She bit her lower lip and slid it down little by little, her coat, gloves and thick leather boots slowing her movements.

"Hah.... That guy's skills are really too sharp. Edith thought as she distracted slightly.

Edith's distraction caused her to slip under her feet, and her hands let go of the smooth icicles, sliding down from a height of seven or eight meters.

Harold's eyes were quick, and like a parent picking up a child sliding down a slide, he held Edith, who had long legs and a thin waist, and held it steadily.

"Poof! Hahaha. Mr. Harold Vasa burst out laughing.

"I hate you!" Edith punched him hard in the chest and jumped out of his arms.

Harold laughed silently, went to the nearby ground to pick up his bag, and pulled out a small box from it, which he wiped a little on his so-so face before throwing it to Edith.

"It's whale oil, which is applied to the face to prevent frostbite."

Harold then pulled out another flare canister from the package.

"Keep this too, in case the two of us are separated, launch the flare as soon as possible."

"Hmm." Edith, who had finished wiping whale oil, nodded, and put the flare canister and the small box of whale oil into the small bag around her waist.

After making these simple preparations, Harold packed his bags and picked up his two-handed axe stuck in the snow.

The two climbed side by side towards the top of the mountains.

Harold whispered, "Edith, remember, don't be petty, follow me all the way." The situation in the mountains is extremely complex, and the slightest mistake can lead to dangerous terrain. What's more, there is an inexplicable threat in this mountain range for the Knights of Punishment to close the mountain. ”

"Well, let's not be petty. We'll follow you closely. Edith replied firmly.

Harold shook his head, "Remember, just in case, I mean in case the two of us accidentally get separated." In addition to firing flare canisters, you should never think that you can judge the environment by your own thoughts and eyes. The dense forests in the mountains are magical, and you feel like you're going out, but you're actually going deeper. Remember that if you are separated from me, don't run around. Find a place to hide yourself, and I'll get to you as soon as I can. ”

Edith said, "Got it, got it! We're not three-year-olds. ”

She felt that Harold was a little nagging at this time, but a warm current flowed through her heart because of his careful instructions.

"This guy..... It's really cold on the outside and hot on the inside. ”

The two of them walked along the naturally formed mountain road to the summit, which was obviously less than ten kilometers away from civilized society, but it was full of wild atmosphere.

Rows of bare dead tree trunks rise like a bunch of elderly trolls in the snowy woods of the foothills of the Snowy Mountains of St. Maurice, a must-have way to the top.

Edith looked at the shape of the strange trees, and the mottled shadows in the drowsy winter sun, and her scalp tingled, and she shuddered instinctively at the thought that she might still be able to walk through these forests at night.

Involuntarily, Edith approached Harold's side, and the man beside her, whether it was expressionless or smiling, had never felt him shaken or frightened as far as her own feelings were concerned. She didn't know where Harold's spiritual power came from, but she felt relieved just to be close to him.

"Don't be afraid. The more you enter the wilderness, the less you can be afraid, and you must conquer nature, not be intimidated by its forces. Harold's voice was low and steady, and he could see the wavering of the people around him, and he just took Edith's hand through the thick leather gloves. Don't get me wrong, I'm just afraid you'll lose it. ”

"Hmph.... Who, who cares about this. Edith said, the girl who was rigid on the outside and soft on the inside seemed to be able to feel the temperature of Harold's palm through two thick layers of gloves at the moment, and she immediately felt at ease.

The higher you go, the deeper the snow becomes. More than 20 minutes ago, the snow on the ground had just been able to bury the soles of the boots, and by this time the continuation on the ground could already bury the boots.

Harold looked around, he didn't find anything out of the ordinary, he looked very closely, and even observed some traces of hunter traps in the corners of some grass.

"It looks normal, what are the Punishment Knights defending?" Harold thought. "No matter, if nothing unusual happens until the ice and snow roses are picked, go out of the mountains from the north and go directly to the empire."

"Ahh ......”

Harold was thinking about it when suddenly a scream came from beside him.

Harold's left hand immediately pulled the person around him behind him, and his right hand was raised over his shoulder, holding the handle of the long-handled axe on his back.

He kept this readiness and glanced around, but found nothing. He was about to ask a question, but Edith behind him was embarrassed to say, "Uh...... We just stepped on a snake and I was startled. ”

Harold breathed a sigh of relief, he looked down at the snow, and sure enough, there was a black, about four or five centimeters wide snake, lying motionless in the snow, frozen.

Harold let go of his right hand gripping the hilt of the axe, took out his knife and picked up the snake, and whispered, "It seems that there is one more side dish for dinner tonight." ”

"What did you say?" Edith didn't hear clearly.

"I said I could have snake soup for dinner tonight!" Harold replied very seriously.

Edith's face was pale, and the sense of security that this beautiful man had just brought to her was swept away in an instant.