The moment she opened the door of the hotel, Lucina, who was dipped in by the sudden cold wind and mixed with the scattered snow, shrank back: the wind was too strong today.

Gently patted the snow on the short skirt and stockings, and as an Aiya who can adapt to the cold (Aiya has no sweat glands and many pores, and relies on blood to regulate her body temperature. Lucina was glad that her tolerance for the temperature was different from that of other races, and she had forgotten that she had to be careful when opening the door in the room of Neverwinter City for a long time, and if the door was not covered with snow-melting stones, the first gust of cold wind inside could fill the door with snowflakes.

The streets were covered with heavy snow on both sides of the stone, and the snow in front of the inn was long enough to cover Lucina's shoes. A razor-sharp wind swept through every corner of the city, sweeping up the snow on the ground, adding a white mist to every part of the air in Neverwinter. The dense and uninterrupted snowfall caused everything in Eternal Winter to be smeared with pure white overnight.

It's like the color of my hair...... She thought to herself.

Such heavy snowfall is a common occurrence in the Land of Permafrost...... The eldest lady once mentioned to Lucina: "This time it was your luck: if you set off at the same time last year, it is estimated that you will be trapped in the snow valley by a snowstorm for three consecutive months." Freezing to death isn't the most comfortable way to die, but at least you won't feel so bad in the moment before you die. ”

I think it's better than dying of heat...... Lucina, who had always been afraid of heat, rubbed her right eye that had drifted into the snowflakes, and then turned around and shouted as if she remembered something, "Sebodart!

"I've got to have some breakfast! Why don't you go upstairs and sleep with Lusa?" the elf's voice came from the direction of the kitchen. Lucina was sure it was the kitchen, because after riding Lusha last night, she felt like she wanted to eat again, so she slipped into the kitchen even though she felt a little sorry for her aunt.

"Hurry up, I'll be waiting for you outside. Lucina stood on her tiptoes and shook her body slightly: after standing for a moment, her feet were almost there

It was buried by the blowing snow, and the snow had fallen on his body.

"Wow......" Looking at the sky obscured by pure white snow and mist, she silently sighed in her heart that there had never been such a heavy snow in the winter of Eloa.

Snowflakes fall in the path of the perennial north winds, and a dreamlike scene is unfolding above the Ice Blue Street: melted snowflakes are steaming incessantly, and the white mist is half an Aiya high.

She couldn't help but run into the street, feeling the warm steam.

People walk on it without worrying about getting cold...... Lucina touched the slightly damp ice-blue street, the gentle heat rushing into her palms.

Although she had heard of the unique snowy scenery of Eternal Winter for a long time, and Lucina had tried her best to imagine it, it was impossible to imagine it.

Lucina had heard Manus Navi tell her a legend about the Ice City, which was located in the Ice Valley of the Dark Glacier of the Thirteenth World, where some of the natives of the Dark Glacier lived. The whole pattern of the city is in the shape of a pyramid, and there is a crystal tower of several hundred meters on the top floor. It glows black and purple at night, attracting travelers who are lost here. All who see the light can't help but head to the Ice City - and most of them will die on the way.

And when they entered the city, they never came out again—as Manus knew of in many old stories.

"Since everyone you saw is dead, how did this story come about?" Lucina, who had listened to the story, asked this question that she never got tired of asking.

"So they're just legends after all—" Manus would raise his glasses and touch Lushina's head with a smile, "But no strange legend is ever a complete fiction." Everything happens for a reason, and fictional legends are based on reality, and in reality, we can't even prove that they are not true. You must know that these legends that have been passed down for millions of years cannot be distinguished by their eyes, and you can't say that they don't exist just because everyone hasn't seen them. In that case, it would not be enough to call it a legend. ”

Lying under the covers at that time, Lucina couldn't figure out how to say a lot of things while holding the ball, so she asked, "But why can't the legend be completely fictional?"

"Because you haven't seen anything like it with your own eyes, the brain can't form a structure of images. Manus caressed Lucina, thought for a moment, and then whispered, "For example, do you think that a naturally blind person can see colors? Or when you have a conversation with someone who has never seen Reas at all, a ferocious beast that bears several phosphorescences, is carnivorous, and has a strange appearance. Found mainly in the Phosphorescent Valley of the west-central continent of Sefaloa in the Seventeenth World, the locals use totems to prevent them from entering their villages. Do you think he would have imagined what Reas would look like?"

"No, it won't. Lucina remembered shaking her head.

"But on the flip side, if you're talking to an orc who hasn't seen Aya (a subspecies of humans with beast ears and tails, created by God since they were humans. There are many varieties. Talking about Aya, will he be able to imagine Aya's specific form in his mind?"

Lucina remembered nodding her head again—she usually liked to nod her head when she listened to bedtime stories.

"Well, why can't you judge by your eyes?" Lucina asked, thinking for a moment.

"Because there are always unspeakable things that cannot be known by the eyes, or phenomena that blind your eyes......" Manus put his arm around Lucina, "those ancient and dark powers, illusory and uncatchable afterimages, ethereal but untouchable halos...... In the future, you may encounter them - since the first flames were ignited in the abyss at the base of the World Tree, when life and gods were born, they have grown in the shadows cast by the flames, and have emerged at the bottom of the abyss that engulfs light......"

Suddenly, Manus stopped what he was going to say, and he patted Lucina, who was fascinated: "It's not too early, kid. Go to sleep...... Actually, I can't say much more - the beauty of the legend comes from its ambiguity. ”

"Wow...... Good night, Manus......" Lucina was a little disappointed, she wanted to hear the rest of the story.

"Good night. And ......" Manus blew out the candle and walked to the door. Before closing the door, he turned his head slightly: "If Lucina wants to see the many worlds of this World Tree in the future, she will eventually encounter these things that cannot be identified with her eyes, right?"

"Manus!" Lucina called out to Lucina as she looked at the black robe illuminated by Manus's lantern.

"Is there anything else, kid, if you want to hear the story, I'll tell you more tomorrow." ”

"Do you believe in legends?" Lucina thought on a whim.

"yes...... Do I believe in legends?" Manus closed his eyes slightly, and opened them after a moment: "I guess I believe it." The subtlety of the legend is that you can't completely believe or ignore it. Even the most believers in the legend will be skeptical of some of its contents. And even those who claim to have no idea about legends are influenced by them when making many decisions - especially those that are at stake for their lives. ”

Every time she thinks of these happy times she spent with her adoptive father Manus, Lucina's heart warms - in fact, if Manus hadn't taken her fainting on the street, I'm afraid that this Aya, now named Lucina, would have gone to heaven to meet her real parents.

And now the Seventeenth World...... When she thinks of her hometown, Lucina feels sad and proud: she also joined the Eloa Resistance with Asha and Geos, and spent fifteen years earning the survival benefits of Aya and many other races throughout the Seventeenth World, where humans are the main race, but twenty years after the end of the war, she left the safety of her home again and embarked on a journey that would die at an unknown point.

Lucina thought about this more than once: she thought she had forgotten the gloomy life that had been used as a blood collection tool and research object for more than two centuries. In fact, this memory has always been buried deep in the brain, and the sea of memories surfaces from time to time.

This caused her to dislike the humans who had imprisoned her, until she met Manus, who had adopted her and became her adoptive father and magical mentor.

She was given a new name of her own, one that allowed her to say goodbye to the past once and for all—Lucina. Having no memory of what the reason was, she decided not to add her last name after her first name.

It was then that Lucina learned new things step by step - to speak, to read...... And, magic.

For a long time, Lucina studied ice magic and contract magic. She gradually had a demon to protect herself - however, the demon she missed so much from the Seventeenth World could not be summoned in other worlds, and she cried a lot: she thought that she would have a demon to accompany her on her journey.

After a short time of thinking, Lucina's body was covered with snow again, and she jumped, and the snow fell onto the snow stone and turned into steam.

Looking at the Snow Stone, a novel thought suddenly popped up in her heart: The color of the Snow Stone is very similar to the form of my ghost war horse, so if I lie on it, will it be one with the ground? Thinking of this, she decided to wait for Cyberdat to come out and then experiment for a while.

After pacing around a few steps, Lucina's attention was drawn to the snow again: the girl noticed that the snow on both sides of the road was soft and thick, and that there was a constant supply of supplies.

Looking around at the howling cold wind, she suddenly had a good idea: it would be nice to build a snowman.

However, just as she bent down to make a move, the door was pushed open again, and Cyberdart's voice came: "Lucina, let's go?"

"Wait until I build a snowman...... Lucina concentrated on piling the snow from the large pool.

"If you wait any longer, you'll miss lunch. Cyberdat reminded.

This poked Lucina's weakness, she hurriedly straightened up, and after the cold light flickered, a war horse that matched the shape of an elf flashed in the air: "Then what are you waiting for?

"You know how to eat...... Isn't there no need for the ghost war horse to eat?" said Cyberdat as he mounted his horse and tugged at the reins.

Lucina flapped her wings, "But Aya wants to eat!"

"Let's go, do you know where the Old Town is?" said the Cyberdatra trench coat.

"I don't know. The wind is so strong that you can't fly. Lucina was a little surprised: "Why are you going to take me if you don't know where the old town is?" ”

"I didn't say I'm taking you there...... I'm talking about going with you. Cyberdart's tone was a little helpless: "Then run first, go to the central city first." ”

"Oh......" Lucina raised her horse's hooves and began to run.

The wind is getting stronger.