(Desert Brigade PS: From this section onwards, it will become a major section with one hundred and ten chapters.) At the same time, the writing mode becomes a complete section of a series of related events, and then it is transferred to the outer volume. The author can guarantee that the outer volume is definitely not a running account, and it will be at least no less than the main story. It is precisely because it is wonderful that I want everyone to see it. ）

Waiting for Lusa to cook the soup, the crow only felt sleepy: her eyelids bumped together many times.

Why is the witcher's potion so strong? Listening to the "grunt" sound of the soup boiling in the pot, the snow crow yawned and nodded sleepily.

It looks like the soup is ready to cook right away. Lusha lifted the lid and sprinkled salt into it. She scooped it with a spoon and tasted it, and enjoyed it with a "whew". Then, she took out a few more sprigs of coriander in her bag and began to cut them with a kitchen knife.

Where did she get the kitchen knife...... Confused, Vicor looked at the pot curiously: the mushrooms were all intact, and they were placed in it one by one. This is similar to the hunter's practice: the mushroom is thrown directly into it without cutting it.

The thought of a corpse in the room above made the snow crow sick to his stomach. Fortunately, the cold muffled the smell of blood, and it didn't permeate the entire hall. Otherwise, Vicol would have vomited eight times at this moment.

Hurry up and come on those guards...... Hurry up and bury him. This guy must be a wanderer, and he won't have any relatives. Even the bed was only one on the first floor - in fact, the room on the second floor was supposed to be a bedroom, but it was empty, and there was no furniture to look at.

"Vicor, you look sleepy. Puzzled, she glanced at her sister, and Lusha whispered, "Is it because my sister sleeps too much......?"

Damn, it's really possible! As soon as she heard this, the snow crow immediately felt refreshed for two seconds, and then she was sleepy: sure enough, spiritual power could not resist the laws of biology.

"Lusa, you don't mind if I smoke a pipe, do you?" Touching the pipe inside his coat, Vicol was relieved to find that it hadn't been crushed: "I need to refresh myself...... Otherwise, I will fall asleep after a while. ”

"It doesn't matter. But...... You'd better sleep a little longer, right? Maybe you're too sleep-deprived. The kitchen knife in her hand paused slightly, and Lusha continued to whisper, "That...... I can cook mushroom soup all the time until you're asleep. Don't worry about me. ”

, this feeling is ...... Almost crushing his pipe, Vicol's heart was beating wildly, and he was stunned: it felt like his girlfriend was cooking for me!

However, this feeling lasted for two seconds before it was shattered by reason, and Snow Crow sighed helplessly: Isn't this girl's "boyfriend" Lucina sleeping on the side...... I'm here to make a fuss.

And if you look closely, although Lusha has a perfect appearance and breasts are not small (visual B cup), she is too short and tender. But the temperament has a bit of a mature wife's feeling, and when you look at it together with the appearance, it's really the ideal woman in my heart.

...... Except for height. I really have to find a snowman wife.

Isn't it nice to take off her hood? Why does she always wear a hood? Wondering, Vicol still doesn't quite understand the specific meaning of the loneliness curse: Lusa must be quite scary, right? Many Ice Children think that she is quite cold and shy, completely different from her sister. But after really getting along today, I feel that the rumors really can't be believed.

Looking at Lusha, who was seriously cooking the soup, in a daze, Snow Crow decided to stand up. So he stuffed the tobacco into his pipe, lit it, and took a deep breath......

So, for the next few minutes, the snow crow repeated the process of coughing, tearing, and blowing his nose. Frightened, Lusa almost sat on the ground. It took a long time for the embarrassed snow crow to recover: the pipe was filled with strong tobacco, and he had forgotten it. Fortunately, Snow Crow is an old smoker, otherwise that mouthful would have been enough for him to cough for a long time.

Damn, that's going to make my head buzz right now...... Holding his head in pain, Snow Crow only felt extremely sad: subconsciously took a big puff, completely forgetting about the tobacco replacement. It's ugly now......

Glancing at Aya secretly, the snow crow was relieved to find that her face was full of worry and no ridicule. Secretly thanking the girl for such a gentle gesture, Vicor's face was flushed, and she couldn't get off the stage at all: although Lusha didn't look at herself with the mentally retarded eyes and just asked worriedly, "Are you okay?", but it was still embarrassing......

Fortunately, Vicol has come to his senses after this toss. Clutching his veins to his head, the crow began to focus on taking deep breaths to relieve his emotions. Angrily pouring all the freshly lit tobacco from its pipe at its feet, the snow crow's attention was drawn away by the frost wind after a moment: it leaned over the tobacco, sniffing at the ashes.

"Frostwind seems to like the smell of tobacco...... When you grow up, you might be able to smoke a pipe. Looking at the puppy with emotion, Snow Crow couldn't help but open his mind: Maybe I disinfected it with tobacco last night, so it had a good impression of this thing?!

Damn, I didn't bring any other tobacco...... At this moment, the addiction to cigarettes was so bad that Vicol felt his throat dry: but the sleepiness had basically passed.

Awakened by the restlessness she had just had, Lucina rolled over and continued to sleep like a dead pig. Beneath the tablecloth she was covering, Vicol stumbled upon a mysterious creature: pink, oval-shaped, and sleeping heavily with narrowed eyes closed.

This...... What the is this? Vicor's jaw almost fell out because he was stunned: this thing can't be called a creature, right? It's exactly like the glutinous rice dumplings and Lantern Festival sold on the street, just like the cartoons drawn by cartoonists.

"She's Minia. Noticing the snow crow's surprise, Lusha whispered, "It's a dream-like magical creature called Dango...... Stuffed with bean paste. ”

"This, that's it. Grinning in disbelief, Vicol instantly felt his worldview shattered: this thing...... The scientific name is actually called a dumpling?

"Uh...... Give me a bowl of soup. Determined to completely dispel his sleepiness and get rid of his embarrassment, Vicor looked at the already fragrant cauldron and asked, "Do you have chili peppers? ”

"Ah...... No, I don't. Looking a little troubled, Lusha didn't know what to do for a while: "But wouldn't putting chili peppers in the mushroom soup ruin the taste?"

"That's right...... Never mind. Preparing to give up, Snow Crow sighed: "I haven't talked about business for a long time...... Don't you want to ask where the hot springs and glaciers are? I know the right thing. ”

No, it's too much of an understatement to say everything...... Knowing how familiar he was with it, Vicol almost laughed: I used to live nearby! Not many people knew about that place, except for a few local fishermen, there were only a few hunters left.

It's just that I haven't been to see it for a long time since I became a guard, and I don't know what the situation is there, but I don't have to think about it to know that it must be covered with black ice.