"Hey...... How long will we have to wait?" said Lucina, flapping her wings in boredom. Lusha sat on the floor, leaning close to the stove in the bank hall.

The space in the hall is not spacious at all, with four huge stoves scattered in the four corners. The building stands out from the outside - it's made entirely of molten iron. It looks like a huge piece of steel.

The exchange of foreign currency is unknown and has not returned. Sister Aya has been waiting here for a long time. And Lusa hugs Minia, leaning on her sister in Pegasus form. Lusha prefers warm places - though Aya is far less sensitive to temperature than Eborn.

EVEN THOUGH LUCINA IS STILL VERY LOW IN PEGASUS FORM, ONLY ABOUT 90 CM, SHE IS THREE CENTIMETERS TALLER THAN LUSA - 146 CM.

However, Lusa is well aware that Lucina in Pegasus form is not only that tall - her height depends on the owner who is riding her. Lucina belonged to her parents, and when her mother rode her, she turned into a horse that was only that tall. And when her father rode Lucina, she looked like a tall horse with a head taller than Lusa.

Because Lucina's horse form is so small, she can also follow Lusa in and out of various indoor places. Because he has to have luggage tied to his body, it is not convenient to turn back into Aya.

Lusa cowered back to Lucina's side again, leaning against her sister and listening to the crackling of the stove.

The weapons tied to both of Lusa's leg rings are pocket-sized, and they are models made specifically for Aya. Looking at the weapon on the leg ring, she suddenly remembered something.

I've been away from home for five years...... There were fewer and fewer fellow travelers with the curse, and they all died on the endless journey. In the end, Lusa was the only one left.

Shrinking back, Lusa stroked Lucina's back in a trance—if only she could run into someone else who was also cursed, so that multiple traveling companions could move together.

Drawing a steam gun, Lutha scrutinized it: it had shot countless Eborns by now. She did her best to avoid killing her enemies, but there was always a time when she could not afford to be soft - when the Virgin could not save herself, she had already learned that. To deal with some vicious thugs, you can only harden your heart.

"If you are a human being, you will not easily let a little girl who has not grown up hold a gun. Of course, this does not include Aia, who looks like a child. A male voice in memory said, "As a result, these low-recoil weapons that take into account Aya's grip strength and the size of her palm are widely produced by some of Aloya's weapon shops...... They also have a special treatment at the handle to make them less likely to wear out the palm when wielding. The shortcomings of these firearms are also obvious - ammunition is not readily available, and the lethality and range are extremely low. ”

I may never be able to go home and be close to people...... Whenever she thinks about this, Lusha tries to numb herself: I still have Lucina, and as long as my sister is with me, I am not alone.

But she was lonely, the result of a fear of the curse that spread from within.

She had looked at her forehead in the small mirror every night expectantly, to see if the mark of the curse had faded even a little - but it had never changed, and the seven locks were firmly locked on it. Gradually, Lusha tried to stop caring about the mark—it would make her feel better.

The Curse of Loneliness...... The Cursed are not welcome in all worlds of the World Tree, and the Cursed will be plunged into a spiral of pain and loneliness. This curse will spread to all who are close to the cursed, and then bad luck will befall them in various ways.

Lusa remembered that in the months before she knew the power of the curse, countless people had been killed by her curse - even after just one night in the house of an old couple, and the kind and kind old man had both died in agony in the bedroom, his rotting bodies glowing with dark purple pus.

Ironically, Lusa thought she would always remember the first pair she killed, but she doesn't even remember what the two old men looked like.

Thinking of this, Lusha sighed and pinched the ball. Minia screamed and flicked her body.

Why the hell was Namedia here? The visa officer's words kept echoing in Aya's heart, and Lutha felt inexplicably panicked: why did the visa officer show such a frightened expression at the end?

The last guest left with his money bag in his hand, interrupted by the sound of the heavy floodgates opening.

"The last one is gone. Lucina looked up at the service window that was closing one after another: "The staff seems to be about to leave work." What should we do? Or we'll come back tomorrow......"

Through the gap before the iron door closed, Lusha glanced at the scenery outside.

It was already dark, and the night in the Permafrost always fell before four o'clock in the afternoon, and dawn was often delayed until about ten o'clock.

"The man hasn't come yet......" Lucina sighed.

"Here it is, sister. Lutha patted the horse's back and stared at the iron door that opened again.

A quarter of an hour later, at the window of exchange of foreign currency.

"No one has come to exchange currency for months...... So—" The money changer counted the Eurasian currency in Lutha's hand: "One carter, three rogies, and six fars." ”

"Uncle Wufar?" Lucina burst out laughing, probably only a ghost warhorse could make such a rich expression.

"Bo Li, Bo Li!" Dango jumped from Lucina's arms onto the exchanger's head in approval.

"Oh yes...... the exchanger smiled awkwardly, and asked in surprise, "Oh, this horse can talk!"

"Uh-huh, don't look at me like this, I was Aya?" Lucina puffed up, puffing up her chest.

"Ai ...... Aya?" the exchanger was visibly surprised.

"Uh-huh! I—" Lucina seemed to decide to start saying something in a smug tone.

Preemptively patting her sister, Lusha managed to stop her from continuing.

"Hmm...... This little sister in gray—"

Handing over the pass given by the visa clerk to the exchanger, Lusha was a little inexplicably uneasy.

"Oh...... Oh yes, this is it. The exchanger looked at the documents and wrote something in a notebook: "So...... Do you want to exchange your own currency?"

Lusha nodded.

"The exchange rate of the Eurasian currency against the national currency is ......" the exchanger thought again: "One farr against two los." Your currency is one carter and three rogi six fars, which is a total of one hundred and thirty-six fars. ”

The exchanger bent down, took out three bags, and sorted the ten coins into them. When he had done all this, he took out another wooden box and picked out a few coins from it: "Two coins of one hundred los, one coin of fifty los, and one coin of twenty los...... A total of two hundred and seventy los coins......" The exchanger pointed to the iron sign next to the window and continued: "The Bank charges a handling fee of four thousandths after exchanging the Farr into a loth, because the handling fee of four thousandths of the currency after your exchange does not exceed two los, so the Bank charges a guaranteed two los according to the regulations. The exchanger handed out his left hand, and his right hand was busy writing something.

"Hmm. Lutha nodded, and took the four coins and put them in the purse, which looked even more deflated.

"This is the bank's transaction signature, please keep it. The exchanger put down the pen and tore off a slip. Lusha took the slip and placed it in the small leather bag around her waist. "Then please walk slowly, Miss Rusha. The exchanger didn't seem to notice the balls swaying above his head.

Lusha plucked the dumpling from the exchanger's head and put it back in her crossbody bag. patted Lucina, and Lucina got up and went out.

"Uncle Morse must be in a hurry...... Lusha, you won't let me tell him. Lucina felt the slight weight of Lusa pressing on herself. Aya's bones, blood, and flesh are very light, so each Aiya weighs about twenty to twenty-four kilograms.

Luca stroked the horse's head, but didn't say a word.

"Really, what if Lusa is gone?" Lucina flapped her sparkling ice blue wings.

"Don't. Clutching the colorless and transparent reins of ice crystals, Lusa leaned down on top of Lucina. The cloak whistled in the wind, and the petite body hugged Lucina tightly.

"Woo-ha...... Sister teases you. Lucina raised her horse's hooves: "The wind in the Permafrost is too strong to fly, and although the wind is small today, it is not clear whether the pursuers will follow us, and even if we have no pursuers here, we must keep a low profile." Lucina snapped out a series of things she had just said yesterday. Lusha didn't mention that.

"So—sister is going to run a little faster, and Lusa can hold on to the reins?"

"Hmm. Lusha lifted up slightly, tugging at the reins.

Lucina raised her horse's hooves, tightened her wings, and galloped away towards the West District Boulevard.

Floating behind the horse was a map.

A gust of wind blows, and the map goes away with it.