Thirteen days later.

The head deer was still docile to him, but no longer let him touch the back of his neck, deliberately keeping a distance from him.

He smelled of dead companions.

Twenty-one days later.

He killed another reindeer, and he needed food to get to his destination.

He took out the last handful of salt and fed it to the head deer, who quickly finished the salt and then moved away from him in alarm.

He knew he had lost his last friend.

Twenty-three days later.

A sleigh pulled by a deer, moving very slowly.

At the foot of the rolling mountains, he was still overtaken.

The guards rode around slowly, but he seemed very calm, untied the reins of the deer, slapped its butt hard, and let it run into the vast field.

"At least you're free, my friend." Taka muttered.

Two thugs broke his leg, and screams echoed through the mountains.

He was now being dragged through the snow.

The green wolf walked up to his side.

"Do you know what the happiest place to hunt is?"

The green wolf crouched down and looked at Taka who was dying in the snow.

"Let the prey think it can escape!"

The green wolf took something the size of a button from the back of the tarka.

"Prey can never escape the hands of a hunter."

"Tracker!"

It was then that Taka wondered why the guards were so lax in guarding him.

In the distance, a snowmobile, dragging a mass of things closer to them.

When Taka saw what was being dragged behind the motorcycle, he closed his eyes in pain.

"Today's dinner is back." The corners of the green wolf's mouth were raised, and his smile was very charming.

After climbing over seven peaks, the green wolf lost three of his men. It's a devilish ride, with steep mountain trails and cold weather, and no one wants to go crazy into the shamanic mountains.

"If you don't see the cave you speak of before dark, I'll strip you naked and freeze on the mountain peak, so that future travelers can see a sign, and you think you should point your finger to the east? Or the West? ”

The green wolf said, staring at Taka on the improvised stretcher.

"It's coming soon." Taka had a faint voice.

The green wolf somewhat regretted breaking his leg prematurely, so much so that it took two strong men to carry the waste, but he had already figured out what to do with him.

Taka led them to the side of a mountain with a pine forest, where the thugs in front of them reported that they had discovered a cave.

The team pressed the camp right on the edge of the pine forest.