Snowflakes fell one by one, and the snow quickly covered the ground, like a naughty child waving a crayon, and the whole world turned white.

The breath exhaled was white, and I looked blankly at everything in front of me, the spreading mountains, all white.

The moment I drew my sword, in a trance, the whole world became like this.

Endless snowy fields spread at the end of the horizon, frozen waterfalls hang above the glacial lakes, and snow-capped mountains in the distance seem to be in the background, but they feel close at hand.

Eliza......... Heloise? ”

A strange sense of space replaced my worldview, and when the whole world was left with me, everything was calm.

It's so quiet, it's so cold, it's so unaccustomed to such a world where there is nothing.

One step out, only the sound of stepping into the snow.

"Anyone?!"

My shout, getting back to "Is there anyone" echoed in the snowy mountains.

I tried to guard against such a world, but I couldn't concentrate, and my instinct told me that there was no danger here, that there was only me here, that it was a safe haven for me.

"What kind of evil spell is this?"

I couldn't understand what kind of spell could trap me in such an area in an instant.

Hearts like the world? No, I don't feel the source of the mana.

Transfer spells? It's basically impossible to forcibly teleport me.

Is everything real? That's even more impossible, the flame world that was still infinite flames just now is still facing the current fire elemental god, and it is even more impossible to be such an area.

Such a land of ice and snow is not suitable for the existence of fire elemental creatures, on the contrary, it is more suitable for ice methods like mine......

"Huh?"

Only then did I realize that what I was holding in my hand was not my familiar lightsaber, but a transparent ice blade.

This is a crystal clear long knife, the two-edged blade is beyond common sense, the streamlined blade has no decoration, and the natural bend has a strange beauty.

It, where it exists, is naturally unadorned, and the transparent blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, making people wonder if it will turn into pieces if it collides with a slight collision, like a work of art more than a weapon.

But the slight chill reminded me that this ice sword, the magic sword northland, is definitely a murder weapon.

It had no hilt, the entire blade was a blade, and before you knew it, the right hand holding the sword was already covered with blood, and before it fell to the ground, it turned into red snowdrops.

Blood dripped on the blade, and the cold air surrounded the blade, inexplicably attracting everyone's attention.

"It's a fierce sword."

The inexplicable feeling turned into reality in my heart, and I instinctively knew that this sword was longing for life, whether it was the enemy or my own, and the price of its existence in the world was the sacrifice of life.

Sticking my sword into the snow, I sat down helplessly, sat in the snow, looked at the endless snow scene and the white clouds in the sky, and lay down in the snow in confusion.

When I saw this sword, I completely figured out what strange spell was there that brought me here, obviously I brought it myself.

Cause?

"Heh, it turns out that I'm just a coward, and I've obviously come to my senses.........."

Can a person deceive himself? I've always thought it was okay, and it came true when I told too many lies, but this time, it seemed like I was playing it again.

Perhaps, even this sword is more honest than I am, and it has chosen the most unacceptable way for me - to escape.

I originally thought that the Magic Sword Northland would take some time to perfect, after all, I have never been able to depict the most authentic Northland in my heart, but from now on, what I lack is actually just a little emotion.

Despair? Pain? Dazed? Consciousness? I wasn't sure it was that emotion that made the sword for me, after all, there was no shortage of these things in the Northlands, but I knew I would never be grateful for it.

There is no point in running away, procrastinating the pain will only make waiting for the pain a form of torture, and what should come will always come.

Obviously, the strength has improved substantially with the shaping of the sword body, and the power of this magic sword has far exceeded expectations, but there is no trace of happiness.

Why did it ask me to make a choice? Is it aware of the uneasiness in my heart? Or is it that the ability is out of control after just completing yourself? Well, there's really no point in knowing why......

"Alright, let me out."

I never thought that I would have the day to speak to my sword, but the most frustrating thing is that these words are meaningless.

"I said, it's okay, I'm ready to come to my senses, let me out."

Suppressed inexplicable anger, is it for this sword, or for yourself who is not angry?

Time passed little by little, but the boring scenery did not change, and anxiety turned into a flame burning in the chest.

"Don't be too troubled! You're just a sword! ”

"You're nothing, you're just a part of me! You can't make decisions for me! ”

"Open up, what you're doing now makes no sense."

Knowing that words are meaningless, the inexplicable anxiety turned into an angry roar, stirring back and forth in the snowy mountains, and finally everything returned to peace.

In this world of ice and snow where there is only me, doing meaningless things, eventually, the flame of anxiety is extinguished, and every minute makes the countdown to the end one step further.

The pendulum of doom ticked and ticked, dazed and fearful, and four or five hours were wasted, roaring questions turned into murmuring pleas.

".......Please, open it......"

In the next moment, the whole world disappeared, and what I saw in front of me was no longer the snowy mountains, but the familiar home.

Is the magic sword at its limit? Or is everything irretrievable?

It's just that the scene in front of me is a little abnormal, and my maid is using a meteor hammer......... I mean, my cat's tail is shaking violently, and judging by the cat's angry screams, it seems like I haven't been away for long?!

"Roland, help! Why did it disappear in an instant, where did you just go? ”

"How long have I been gone?"

"Two or three minutes, it's nonsense, save me! Hey, you have ice beads on your face, teardrop-shaped, don't you .......?"

"That's your delusion! Don't you want me to save you? ”

Quickly wiped my face, I didn't know what to say, it seems that the ability of this magic sword is indeed much beyond my expectations, I am a little afraid, but a little regretful, in the end, turned into happiness, at least, I have not made an irreparable choice.

Hours of solitude in the ice and snow world, and the repeated changes in mood, calmed me down completely.

There is only one way to the future? No, I have always believed that there is no hopelessness in this world at all, and there is infinite hope even in despair, but we did not grit our teeth and persevere until the moment of ushering in a turning point, and did not find the only hope.

"Desperate world? A desperate scene? A more desperate moment than this, I haven't experienced it, crying and facing the end with a sad face, it is not suitable for me, there is only a glimmer of hope....... no, even if it is a hopeless wall of despair, I have to hit a way! (To be continued.) )