I don't know how long it has been since I went deep into this ice building, and the tone of the original battle and alliance has gradually weakened, even if some contradictions meet each other, they will not fight to the death, and I don't know if the magic power is gradually exhausted or something else, everyone's face is more or less tired, and the most discussed among each other who occasionally stop to rest is the heroic power of Clotea and the treasure of the Snow Witch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As for Ron and Crothea, they are no longer assassinating, and the two are hiding in a hollow to heal their wounds.

"Those threads of yours?" Clotea explained as the first thing he asked about Ron's thread after he recovered.

"This is a fishing line, a fish like a magic salmon, a line, good transparency, toughness, sufficient carrying capacity, and good mobility of mana, which is most suitable for restricting the enemy's movements, but I am not mainly used to attack, mainly to detect the enemy. Ron pointed to the line on his finger, and every once in a while Ron sent a little magic into it, and the magic returned to the end of the line at the other end of him after a round trip, "When someone passes through a wired place, it will inevitably make the magic back and forth time deviate, as long as you carefully remember the approximate distance and the time when the magic goes back and forth, you can guess what speed the other party is moving at, and what direction it is about." Our previous avoidance of those people is the credit of this line. ”

"I'm still troublesome, and if I was good, I'd have killed it a long time ago. Crotea flattened her lips and said, "You think so much." ”

"It's hard to do it anymore, the rest of the people in this place are probably the same as that guy named Gegru, we don't have any advantage. Besides, that guy should be among them, and if we just happen to it, it's probably dangerous. Ron closed his eyes and continued to analyze, "I fought him once, and it was very strong. ”

"Damn, why do you do that, that guy is about my age!" Clotea was still thinking about the fall of Winter Town, brandishing her dagger in hatred.

"I don't know how Saya is doing now!" Ron said, patting his purse on the back, the jingle sound a little comforting.

"Saya. Crotea sat with her dagger in her arms, as if remembering something.

It was a snowy day, the streets of Winter Town were unusually deserted, a thin figure was desperately rummaging through the garbage heap, and a half-frozen steamed bun made the thin figure pause for a moment, with an unusually bright light in his eyes. She wiped the stain from her head and bit hard. A few wild dog barks stopped her eating.

Snow wolf dogs, which are a kind of domestic canine beasts, but occasionally some are abandoned by their owners, they are huge, and a lot of saliva has come out when they bared their teeth. A total of 5 snow wolf dogs circled around this thin figure.

Such a snowy day makes these stray dogs hungry, but the little humans in front of them can let them survive such a season.

The little figure did not have any fear, staring at the snow wolf dog calmly, and the next moment, the snow wolf dog finally couldn't stand such an atmosphere, barking and pounced on the little figure. The gaping mouth and dripping saliva almost dripped onto the little figure, she calmly stretched out her hand, a green long sword pierced out of its mouth, and then the flying vines beat several snow wolf dogs to a whining voice, and finally the moment she stopped, the remaining snow wolf dogs whined and fled. As for the little figure, it stood in place, panting.

"Ah Hua, Ah Hua! The little dared to kill my Ah Hua. A shrill cry interrupted her eating, and the next moment, a heavy slap in the face threw her and her food out and landed on the ground, her gaze falling silent with the food smashed into the snow. A huge vine pulled the screaming guy up, and the scream was even more exaggerated. Waking up the entire Winter Town, figures came out of the doors and windows, looking at the skyrocketing vines.

"Ah, little girl, quick, put people down. The shouts of several people made her handshake froze. The vine vanished, and the man fell from above, and without even looking at it, she walked towards the food, patting the snow on the ground and biting it, and headed out of town.

"My name is Clotea, and what about you, a wolf-like child. Little Clotea followed her with her princess dress and asked, "You are so powerful, you can defeat even five snow wolf dogs." I didn't see it later, otherwise I would have stopped that person. I'm sorry. ”

"......" The little figure did not answer any of her words, and continued to walk silently into the distance.

"You're cold, come, put on. A flaming red leather jacket was wrapped around the dirty child, and little Crothea's face was filled with a happy smile. This action of hers also stopped the little figure!

"What do you need?" she asked, looking at a smiling Crothea.

"Eh, what! You look cold, so I handed you my clothes. Crotea didn't understand what she meant.

"Reward, jacket. What do you need me to do?" asked the little figure again.

"Uh. No need for the unwanted. Crotea waved her hand.

"Any intimate behavior of strangers has a purpose, what do you want me to do?!" The green light around the small figure lit up, startling Clotea to take a few steps back, and the flames all over her body kept pouring out, and the little figure covered her forehead, as if she didn't like Clodia's flames very much, "The other party mustered up magic, that was a signal of battle." The green light flashed, and the long sword struck little Crodia. She had time to raise a wall of fire to block the attack.

"Dad said that fighting is a way to convey your heart. Crotea also conjured up a long sword and headed for the green sword.

Flames and vines, two small figures collided fiercely in the ice and snow.

。。。。。。

"You're smiling so much, it's been a long time since I've seen you smile like that. What did you dream about?" Ron asked with some curiosity, looking at Crothea's heartfelt smile.

"Nothing. Clotea said this, stepping into the darkness first, he was a little happy for her, and he was able to smile so brightly that Clotea was still the same Clotea, just as he had been when he had chased the children with a frying pan.

The darkness in front of her gradually dispelled, and she was greeted by an icy iron cable spanning two peaks, this side covered with snow, the green pines and cypresses, Clotea stood at the top of the cliff, looking at the miracle of nature, and Ron stood quietly behind her, waiting for her decision. The threads around his fingers quivered from time to time, suggesting that his enemies were converging, and he was not in a hurry, because he told her the news, whether she was in front of her to survive this danger or turn around and die in battle, no matter what she chose, he thought he would protect her and fulfill his promise to Aunt Mora.

"When I was very young, Saya and I walked here. Clotea's voice was soft, as if she was nostalgic for something, "and I didn't go to that place because I was afraid." Crotea lifted his foot and landed steadily on the frozen chain, his red hair fluttering, Ron was a little surprised, and the next moment he stepped over the wire and staggered, his eyes fixed on his feet, but the bottomless ravine made him feel frightened.

"Ron, look ahead. She said, not caring about the shaking, her feet seemed to be glued to the chains, and she walked steadily forward. Ron swallowed, looked at her red figure in front of him, and carefully moved his steps step by step.

A long, long time ago, the battle between Crothea and Saya was going on every day, they fought from outside the town to the holy mountain, and from the holy mountain to the town, the flames fluttered, the vines blocked, the two confirmed each other's learning, and their laughter spread to every corner near the holy mountain, until that day, when Clotea and Saya were fighting, a gust of wind and snow blew from the holy mountain and brought them to this cliff. The howling wind made them shiver, and even with their magical protection, they were still extremely cold. Clotea took Saya's hand, the flames gently wrapped the two little bodies, they saw the wind and snow on the ice and snow cliff, and also saw the scene of the opposite cliff lush green, but the passage was only the iron cable swaying in the cold wind.

Crothea lay on the edge of the cliff in fear, and grabbed the corner of Saya's clothes.

"As long as one of you passes through this path of sealing your heart, you will survive. A female voice rang in their ears.

Clotea stared blankly at the bottomless cliff stream and the iron rope not far away, shaking her head desperately, not even knowing when to let go of the corner of Saya's clothes, except for the sobbing sound of "Who are you?"

"Coward, wait here. Clotea looked up, only to see that Saya had gritted her teeth and stepped on the cold chains with her bare feet.

"Saya?!" she wanted to reach out and pull, but she was still afraid of the horror of the cliff, and she stayed where she was, not even having the courage to look at her. Later, she didn't know anything. When she woke up, Saya was standing not far away, silent and silent, and she thought that the town's uncle and aunt had rescued them, and did not mention it.

It wasn't until she and Saya fought again, the red flames mixed with black magic, and the green light of Saya filled with the blue light of slaughter, that she told her that there was something that a big sister gave her and her on that cliff that day.

When she came to this mountain now, in addition to the phrase "coward", she also understood that it was Saya who walked this path and saved her. She was already smarter than her, and she must have discovered the situation at that time, so she resolutely chose to face this challenge. Clotea recalls what Saya looked like at that time, and is a little angry. She suddenly wanted to find Saya early, and fight with her as she did when she was a child, constantly fighting, and using the battle to tell her that "Clotea is never a coward"

Next, she took a step, and the world was spinning!

Ron watched as Crotea suddenly became motionless and was about to move forward, when an ice ridge blocked his steps, and he, controlling his balance, looked up. The blond-haired man's red eyes, the golden dazzling armor on his body, and the terrifying magic power were full of it, and he looked at Ron with disdain, and the ice crystals in his hands slowly formed.

"Repair. If you do it, you'll be gone. There was a gust of snow blowing between the cliffs, and the long ice-blue hair fluttered in the wind against the light green princess dress, and the visitor turned around and met the surprised eyes. She squeezed out a smile with difficulty and said softly.

"Long time no see, Ron. ”