"Maffeo, you stink. Freya looked slightly disgusted, deliberately distancing herself from Maffeo, who had just walked through the door.

"Please, Freya, I've fought a disgusting monster. And, as you can see, how good does mare's milk wine, stew, and the smell of monsters taste all together?" said Maffeo with a helpless smile.

"Can't you just take a shower and come in?" Schultz asked.

"Great, little ghost, then I'll be a Maffeo popsicle as I wish. Maffeopi said with a smile.

Schultz took his head off the table, turned his back and muttered quietly. "Maffeo popsicles don't taste good......"

"So, allow me to sit down?" said Maffeo, asking for their opinions.

Freya pondered for a moment, then finally couldn't help but smile and nodded. "Find a place to sit down, Maffeo, I was just joking with you. We all know what you've been through today, and if we do let you sleep out for a night, you're really going to be a popsicle. ”

"I knew you wouldn't be so ruthless. Maffeo happily closed the door and eagerly picked up a small round stool and sat down in front of the fireplace. God, this is a feeling that has not been seen in a long time. Now he felt that it had all been worth it, and the warmth of the fire in the fireplace was enough for him to forget all the annoyances he had been through today.

Schultz leaned over, looking interested. "So, would you like to tell us about the battle? I've been bored lately. ”

"Are you going to listen to a more detailed version or an abbreviated version?" said Maffeo with a wicked smile.

"Of course it's a detailed version, and I'd like to hear the whole process. Schultz clearly didn't realize that he was about to be tricked, and Freya tried to warn him, but Maffeo said before Freya could speak. "The detailed version is that we prepared magic sword oil, magic bait, and went to the cold cavern that can cover your face with a layer of frost. Then, the monster appeared, and I worked with Uma to get rid of it. Are you satisfied?"

Schultz was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he realized what had happened. It was at this time that Maffeo couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Look at you, Frederick. It's like ...... It's like seeing a demon spirit, hahaha!"

He angrily grabbed a handful of weeds and threw it over, "you, Maffeo!"

"I can tell you the abbreviated version......" Maffeo smiled and bent over. "The abbreviated version is that we killed the monster in the ice cave...... Hahaha!" the guy laughed so hard that tears flowed from his eyes.

"Bored guy. Schultz left the fireplace boredly and scurried to the bed. Maffeo thought the guy was angry and went over to comfort him, but when he got up, the snoring resounded throughout the room. "Well, Frederick is asleep......" Maffeo scratched his head.

Freya added wood to the fireplace, "When did you start to like to play tricks? I think that's not your style." ”

"I learned from a lot of people, the people I met. Maffeo took off his wet boots and laid them to dry in front of the fireplace. Then he noticed Freya, who was staring at the flames in the fireplace, and asked with concern. "What's wrong, Freya?" as if pulling a sleepwalker back to reality from an immensely real dream, Freya looked at Maffeo with a wrenched expression. "I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”

Maffeo stared strangely at the side of her face, he had always thought that the other party was a beautiful girl, and he was the same now. "You...... Alas, forget it. In the midst of the struggle, Maffeo still did not say his words completely.

Freya asked, looking at him. "What do you want to say?"

"What are you thinking?" said Maffeo.

"You know, I'm a Celestial, and there's a war going on in the Celestial Realm. I've been in Arad for five years, and after five years, I really can't imagine what the Celestial Realm will be like now. Perhaps the Imperial Army has repelled Kalert's invasion and forced them back into the Impossible Zone, or perhaps Khahlert has completely captured the Imperial Capital, and all the remnants of the army have been forced to retreat to Northis. Alas, my head hurts at the thought of this. Freya covered her head and said anxiously.

Maffeo sat down, not looking at her side face any longer, he didn't want to be called an "idiot" by some passing whim. "I can understand that, after all, I still don't have a clue how to find a way back to the Celestial Realm. In addition to Castle in the Sky, I also inquired about it when I was traveling. But the answer is almost always the same, the people here do not believe in the existence of a celestial realm, just as Arad is only a legend in your celestial realm.

"I'm here for another purpose, and I haven't told you. Freya sighed and looked at Maffeo.

"What is it?" asked Maffeo with interest.

"The ice dragon Skasa is a dragon created by the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, who in turn is the culprit who blocked the communication between the Celestial Realm and Arad. Maybe I can find some clues here, in this place where ice dragons are raging. I believe my intentions are reasonable, and it is not unfounded. In the same way, I believe that Carl thinks the same thing as me, except that he has to accompany Marcos to solve the problem of the dark elves. ”

"I'm not surprised, if you need help, I'll help you. Maffeo patted his chest.

Freya smiled, "Thank you, Maffeo. But just as one day I did find a way to return to the Heavenly Realm, I still hope that you will not get involved in the war in the Heavenly Realm. That's not what you're supposed to go through, and the war was uglier than Arad's. ”

"Why?" asked Maffeo in surprise.

"Trust me, Maffeo. Wars in the Celestial Realm have never been a rosy fantasy, and there will be no wars between knights where Arad would appear, sparing each other's lives for honor or ending each other's lives in a more humane way. Can you imagine a person unconsciously being entrailed by the blast of a cannonball, or curled up in a foxhole, suffocated by the onslaught of chlorine gas? Freya wasn't trying to scare Maffeo, her serious expression convinced Maffeo that he wasn't cheating on himself.

Maffeo was silent, he couldn't give Freya a definite answer. He thinks that the path that everyone takes is up to them. "Freya, if that time really comes, I'll make the best choice, trust me, okay?"

Freya nodded, "I hope so." ”

A cold wind swept across the land, and a foggy future was like the morning fog in the snowy northern regions. Everyone wakes up in the mist, goes out in the mist, leaves the village in the mist, and follows the Bantu people rooted here into the snow-capped mountains in the mist—that is the exploration of the future......