"Cheer up, you fur dog!"

The rude second mate cheered up Francois in the sailor's way.

Sitting at the round table by the window, Francois felt better at the expanse of the sea, until a figure entered the captain's room.

"Gash—stay away from me, Fast...... Damn fishy vomit ......"

Francois, who smelled fishy, was sick again.

"I just wanted to tell you that I caught another big fish."

Fast regretted that the fish he caught on the boat were bigger than the other, but he couldn't find anyone to share them.

"I get dizzy when I see fish now, and so do people......" Francois said weakly.

"I'll go!" The second mate walked out of the captain's room with Fast.

Standing on the stairs, the second mate said, "The captain is seasick, and many sailors can't stand it anymore, should we dock and rest for a day?" ”

"Not yet."

Fast carried the gills and said that they had only passed the glacier harbor not far away, and who knew what was hidden in the forest.

"You are the first mate, you have the final say."

The big fish that Fast was carrying struggled for a moment, and the cold fishtail slapped on the face of the second mate, and he was slapped half a circle and shivered.

……

"It's a fucking snowy day, it's fucking ......cold," Crean complained about the ghost weather in swear language, "I feel like I'm back to fucking winter." ”

"Stop complaining about the cold." Lossy and Crean sat side by side on the cart.

Hardy horses tow wagons and tread through the snow.

They naively thought that the snow was left over from winter, and then in the evening, the sky actually fell snowflakes.

The guide of the newspaper team, a veteran with a broken arm who had retired from the fort, laughed a few times, saying that the snow at the foot of the snow-capped mountains would melt at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in August, the warmest of months, but earlier this year, because the snow tide had destroyed the forest.

The closer they got to the snowy mountains, the cooler the temperature became, and they met druids who turned into flocks of birds. They cancel the Transfiguration and fall in front of the convoy.

The procession stopped, and the guards remained on alert. They weren't hostile to the druids, but no one could say if the red-eyed druids, who had been fighting the frost giants for the last two months, would consider them enemies.

"We are the team that delivered supplies to the Snow Mountain Fortress." The team leader volunteered to say to them.

The foliage-clad and purple-skinned druids looked at Rosie and Crean, who were dressed out of place with the people around them.

"The two of them are from Starmoon Bay."

"Star-Moon Bay?" An ethereal whisper rang out.

Lotie struggled to pull the corners of his frozen mouth: "I'm Lockie, he's Crean, we're going to the fortress to interview ......"

"King of the North, Magical Newspaper...... Do you know? ”

"Uh...... That's our lord, and the magic newspaper was invented by the lord...... "Lossy guess that the leader of this group of druids has read the magic newspaper?"

“…… I hope you're different from other humans. ”

The purple druid turned into a warbler and left with his companions.

The party continued on their way, during which Lotie sent the Philosopher's Stone that had recorded the first week back to Starmoon Bay, and met the druids, and finally, on the eleventh day of their departure, they reached the foot of the snowy mountain.

Lossy and Crean were shocked, they had never realized that the distant snow-capped mountains were so magnificent, and when they looked up, it was like a great wall at the edge of the world, burrowing into the depths of the clouds that they could not see.

I'm afraid that only such a terrain can block the demon tide for hundreds of years......

A town of no small size stands at the foot of a snow-capped mountain. The garrison on the city wall noticed the strange faces mixed in the ranks and shouted at them: "Who are they?" ”

Lossy and Crean are once again in the spotlight.

The leader said that they were the kings of the North, and wanted to tell the public about the fortress.

"It's good that Olmedo's nosy aristocracy has one more." The scarred man who spoke nice things didn't have a good face and opened the city gate to let them in.

Rossi thought too much, this was a camp at the foot of the mountain at best, and felt tents and wooden huts and frozen excrement stood randomly in the city walls.

They and their guide were placed in a felt tent, and after a day's rest, Rosie found that the team showed no signs of moving on, and couldn't help but ask, "When are we leaving?" ”

"Do you think we're going to 'climb' on it?"

"Isn't it?"

The guide only told them to wait, but on the third day of the camp, the distant and desolate sound of the horn suddenly sounded in the camp.

Thinking that something had happened, Locy and Crean rushed out of the felt tent and saw the leader looking at the snowy mountain. They didn't know what they were looking at, so they just followed.

Snow fell from the rock face, and the echoing sound of trumpets penetrated into the mist-shrouded depths. I don't know how long it has been, the clouds and mist have been stirred, and a group of giant beasts with the body of a lion face and bird have emerged.

Crean looked up in shock as he held the activated Philosopher's Stone, and Lossy hurried to record the sight in front of him.

……

[On May 13th, a few unlucky people couldn't hold it anymore, I sent them back to Xingyue Bay, but don't think that the ordeal is over, you have to come back and continue to suffer! 】

[On May 15th, haha they came back, watching the smiles on their faces disappear, the smiles on my faces returned. It must be said...... The crew wasn't that easy, and I felt fresh for the first few hours of the voyage and then I just threw up...... When I got back, I had to think about who this captain liked to be - I think Fast is very good, and there are people who can catch fish for 14 days without getting tired...... How did he do it? 】

[On May 16th, I passed through a village, which is as described on the map, and is less than a week away from the port called Eternal Night. 】

[Or the 16th, in the evening, I saw a merchant ship, they seem to be from other continents? Anyway, we are not far from the first seaport of the trip. At that time, we may rest, sell, buy, return or continue to travel, depending on the situation. Anyway, that ship is really fast...... The three-masted ship was twice as fast as us...... But our shipwrecked ship is expected to fall apart so soon......]

Francois closed his logbook and looked out the window—the three-masted galleon, which had just been visible on its butt, had now melted into the stars, the night sky, and the dark sea.

The next morning, a white, yellowed port town appeared on the shoreline, surrounded by many shuttle-shaped sailboats flying strange flags.

They are close to this bustling port. The three-masted galleon seen last night was docked by the trestle, and some figures were unloading cargo on the deck.

The Initial sailors were greeted by the Initial Sailors, bare-chested or turban-wearing, holding buckets and mops, standing on the deck, looking at the uninvited guest with strange expressions.

"Uh...... Why am I feeling a little wrong? Francois looked at the second mate suspiciously, normal sailors are like this? Then I saw the second mate holding the mast and shivering.

"Quick...... Run...... This is Pirate Harbor! ”

(End of chapter)