I Became the Snow Woman I Made - I Became the Snow Woman I Made chapter 62

62 – A pure white paradise

The sun was closer than ever, and clouds rolled over nearby.

The dragon king’s back was wide and comfortable. To the extent that even Chebran’s carriage couldn’t dare compare.

Is this like all dragons or is she special?

“I managed to find it.”

I said enjoying the wind.

Mishra suddenly appeared and ran east as soon as I picked me up.

It was self-evident that he came to me.

[I did go through a lot of hardship.]

Mishra’s voice was a bit tired.

Soon she started telling her own saga of her grumbling.

[It’s been a long time… We traveled all the way from the central part of the continent to the southern part and the western part as if touring. Seeing her original daughter, the people who were astonished by her were interesting, but… That was only for a moment.]

“I see.”

[In the end, it was just a while ago that we arrived at the northern part of the base, so it’s really unlucky to say that the last one is the correct answer.]

“Yes.”

I chimed in, albeit lightly.

It would be rude to ignore the fact that I came here with so much trouble. But along the way, a question arose.

“Why so far?”

[Hmm?]

“You have no reason to help me. And you must protect the snowfield.”

Mishra and I are quite close, but not very special. Besides, shouldn’t she have fulfilled her master’s orders?

[Huh?! No, that’s it…]

The Dragon King’s back trembled.

The stuttering, restless voice returned.

[Well… That, isn’t that a neighbor? I was worried because I didn’t come back for a while… I wonder if I can do it too.]

“Your words are a bit strange.”

[And of course, protecting the snowfield is important, but I think there is something more important than that.]

I asked stupidly, but Mishra was busy making excuses for her gibberish.

Soon she asked for my consent.

[Isn’t that right?!]

“Mmm.”

I wondered what he was talking about.

I asked in a nonchalant tone.

“What is more important?”

[Ah. What’s more important… What is that? Therefore······.]

Mishra, who had been choosing between ‘that’ and ‘um’, suddenly changed the topic.

[That, more than that. Who is that red-haired woman?]

“Ah.”

I felt sorry for those words.

Come to think of it, I wasn’t the only passenger on the Dragon King’s back.

Nell, who had been dead for a while, reacted.

“Uh… Me?”

“Then who’s there?”

As she pointed her finger at her, she scratched the back of her neck at my words.

“That’s right.”

[So who are you?]

Nell rolled her eyes for a moment before opening her mouth.

“I’m… A friend.”

[What? Whose friend.]

“Quillier’s friend.”

Then she glanced at me.

A slightly uneasy question came over me.

“Are we friends?”

“Yes. Mishra, this is Nel Sartilla.”

I introduced her to her after her affirmation.

Even if you can’t do it, you’ll be at least a friend.

At that moment, an unfamiliar noise flowed in.

[······!]

Right after that, the Dragon King’s wings staggered slightly.

The spot we boarded was fine, perhaps because we showed our wits, but is driving more difficult than we thought?

This time, he explained to Nell while caressing Mishra’s shell.

“This is Pankaji Mishra. Mishra is my friend too.”

[──!]

Once again, the backboard staggered greatly.

Nell and I were swept away by the shock stronger than before, and we hurriedly grabbed onto something and endured it.

Nell scolded me.

“Hey, hey! You almost fell! Drive straight.”

[···Sorry! This is a mistake… No wait. Wait and see.]

Suddenly, Mishra looked serious.

Her sharp point echoed across the blue sky.

[Did you say Nel Sartilla? It doesn’t matter if it’s Quilière, but I’m in trouble if you complain like that.]

“What?”

[I had no intention of burning you. In a word, it is an uninvited guest.]

“Uninvited guests…!?”

Nell opened her mouth, dumbfounded.

She wasn’t the kind of girl who would be left alone.

“That’s so petty! Yes, I’m very sorry. I’m a silent guest, so I’ll be quiet.”

[All you need to know. I would appreciate it if you did.]

“·······.”

Nell’s eyes filled with bewilderment.

Surprisingly, the thousands-year-old dragon king had less social skills than her, and because of that, her sarcasm didn’t work.

The hot-tempered Nell mumbled.

“But… I think you’re misunderstanding something, but I’m not interested in you either?!”

[Hmm? Is that so?]

“Yes! If it wasn’t for Quilière, I’d be riding here—”

Soon after, Nell and Mishra started bickering.

Arguing over this lofty sky, it was no wonder that they were incompetent.

I looked away from the heated argument.

“······ With this, the Kyoguk has escaped.”

I made hopeful observations while looking at the clear sky.

Now I am a saint and an adult, and I have nothing to do with annoying nicknames. Not only that, but the death of the leader will kill half of the spirit of the Dark Saints.

How would you describe the current trend?

“Obviously Hojo.”

Although the disaster still remains, there was no way to touch it for the time being.

In that gap, you should check what you have and prepare.

We flew eastward with a pleasant wind.

***

······After flying for a while, we saw an ice mountain range with our eyes.

Indeed, it was very fast, probably because he was not just a dragon, but a dragon king. Mishra said triumphantly.

[Almost here.]

“Looks like it.”

As I was driving through the mountains, the cries of the monsters touched my ears.

Kyaaak─ Kyaaak─!

Geu uh uh-!

Cries from under Asrai.

It must have gone mad after seeing a huge shadow.

But even they can’t do anything about this height.

A dragon is an extremely convenient and safe vehicle. It was the moment when we leisurely passed the monster’s madness.

A coughing sound came from behind.

“Echwi!”

When I turned around, I saw Nell, her cheeks red, cowering.

It was clear what the phenomenon was.

“Are you cold?”

“Huh? ···Uhh. It’s cold. A little too much.”

It was inevitable.

This place is famous for its extreme climate.

Just as she was worried if she would be able to make it through, she untied her hand.

“I wonder if it’s because it’s the Devil’s Land… I wondered how cold it would be if it were cold. This just won’t work.”

“Sure.”

“But don’t worry. I guessed that he would come here. I didn’t follow him thoughtlessly either.”

Then, a bloody aura leaked around her. Action of blood pressure.

As the red airflow spread through Nell’s body, her complexion revived and her frozen cheeks loosened.

“Oh.”

I forgot.

The power of Jinjo’s blood makes this possible.

Nell grinned.

“If you do this, you can endure it. Blood power will continue to be consumed, but if you do not use other strength, you can maintain it.”

“Thank God.”

“Yeah. But strangely enough, it was surprisingly helpful.”

She proudly waved a bronze rosary.

Her fetish, the rosary of the icon obtained from the challenge ceremony.

I also took my hand to my bosom.

“…How are you?”

Talisman of Dawn was there.

She’s got a lot better taste, but she’ll make good use of him too.

In the meantime, Mishra continued onward, and soon an enchanting field of snow welcomed us.

[Arrival.]

A pure white paradise, a snowy field.

A beautiful world of snow without speck of dust.

The highest peak of natural scenery gave me a new feeling after seeing it for the first time in a long time.

“Whoa…!”

If that’s the case, what about people seeing it for the first time?

Nel looked around her, exclaiming her exclamation.

“This is a snowy field! It’s amazing. What’s wrong with calling it a demonic place… Isn’t this a great view?”

“Hmm.”

[Kuhm.]

Seeing her admiring her like a child, she was somehow proud of me and Mishu.

Proud as a person who made this place their home.

However, that shrug was broken by Nell’s next words.

“···But it’s all snowy. It’s pretty, but something is missing.”

“·······.”

“The wind blows a lot… And everything around is white. Wouldn’t I go crazy if I lived here?”

[·······.]

You’re talking too much.

Still, I couldn’t bear to deny it.

Nell, who was looking around, cheered again as if he had discovered something.

“Look there, look there!”

“What else?”

“There’s a castle!”

“…Ah?”

She moved her gaze to follow her hand.

There really was a castle.

My home and home to the spirits, Snow Castle.

“Huh. What are all those things?”

Nell blinked her eyes as she saw the free cadles rushing out.

·······.

My hometown I visited after a long time.

Upon entering the castle, countless cheers and applause poured out.

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-Quilidaaa!

– Real, not fake snowman made by Sasquatch. Really quillidaaa!

“Noisy.”

I had a hard time getting rid of the tangled freekes. Of course, it wasn’t too embarrassing because it was a familiar situation.

However, it seems that it was not for Nell.

“What is this… A spirit? Is it a spirit…?”

She muttered with her dumbfounded face.

She’s obviously a new guest, but her kids aren’t interested in her.

Reluctantly, I pointed at her.

“This is Nel Sartilla.

-Sartilla···?

“Call me Nell.”

However, her prequels only stared back and forth between me and her.

An expression that doesn’t know how to react. I was kindly informed.

“He’s my friend.”

-Chin!

– Goo!

The spirits were shocked.

-If it’s a friend······ A nickname that means someone close and precious to you!

-Oh my God! Quilly brought a friend!

– You had another friend besides Shu!

“·······.”

I inadvertently touched my forehead.

That’s not what a friend means.

Again, they interpreted it as they wished.

At any rate, his attitude towards Nell has changed dramatically.

-It’s Nell!

-He’s Quilly’s friend!

The prequels surrounded her.

In an instant, Nell, who was surrounded, was at a loss.

“Uh… Uh uh. Hello, kids. What is that, should I say a spirit?”

-We are Freike!

-More than that!

– Yes!

The guys exchanged glances with each other and matched each other.

Then he floated up on her and began guiding her.

-Let’s guide the castle!

“What—”

To be precise, he pushed from behind.

Since it was a snowflake, it wouldn’t hurt, but Nell was gradually pushed back by her tension.

She uh-huh, and was dragged just as she was waving her hand.

“Now wait! Stop! I’ll go on my feet!”

Before long, her glossy red hair disappeared across her hallway.

He seemed excited because he was a new guest that I approved.

It was well worth it since it was a place that was rarely visited.

At that time, Mishra spoke to her from the side.

“Quillière.”

“Yes.”

She had already returned to her human form.

No, since his body is in the form of a dragon, should I say that he has changed?

“Is that woman named Nell living here?”

“Perhaps. For the time being.”

If Nell didn’t like it, she would let it go, but she hadn’t shown any sign of it yet.

Anyway, I hoped that she would live well in her human society.

You really never know what will happen in the world.

“Ummm… Is that so…”

However, Mishra only let out a drool, as if something was not to her liking.

***

Quilière is a new saint.

The opinion of ······ was the mainstream, but a great uproar arose with her own defense.

Everyone was excited as if they had forgotten the old adage, and the Great War on one side faced another phase.

“·······.”

The two archbishops, Sariel and Netach, were facing the famous prince of the empire.

This is because he himself requested a meeting.

It was also questionable when the crown prince visited Kyoguk, but the two were surprisingly not surprised.

It was because he had recently suffered a series of shocks.

“Did you hear Mr. Quilière’s drinking party?”

Artan Pricus.

Now that he has revealed the greatest power he has, he is hardly an opponent to belittle.

The two ambassadors nodded after exchanging glances at the serious question.

“Of course. I remember every word.”

“Me too.”

It was the truth without the slightest lie.

As servants of faith, it was impossible for them to overlook the words of a woman who might be a ‘savior’.

Artan, the sheep who said he knew it, was joking.

“She said to be prudent. She said not only to the Church, but to all of humanity.”

I remembered Quillier, who had been reciting with a cold face.

Artan sensed that she was a little closer to her wish.

“Grow up to be self-reliant. So that you can overcome even more crises.”

“·······.”

“And the world’s enemy is still alive… What she wants is true peace.”

That was Artan’s conclusion.

Ironically, the process was all wrong, but the result was right.

His eyes and expression were unwaveringly firm.

“True peace?”

“Yes. A world where there are no more disasters, no dead, and no overflow of grudges. I think that is the end point that the good and compassionate woman envisions. My wish is the same.”

“Ah…”

As if so, water flickered around Sariel’s eyes.

“Probably so. This is what all saints have longed for, so it must be him…”

“We don’t know that will. But that’s impossible… No, it’s very difficult.”

Netach, on the other hand, took a negative view.

Those complex eyes were reserved for those who had suffered numerous failures and setbacks.

“Peace is something that everyone except the dark sword desperately desires. If that’s the case, why does darkness still prevail in the world?”

“Is it because the darkness is so powerful?”

“That’s right. When I was young, I also dreamed of becoming an apostle of justice… But being evil was solid from birth—”

“The Great Bridge of Netach.”

Despite Netah’s concerns, the determined gaze of the crown prince did not dim.

His eyes immediately turned to Sariel.

“And Sariel Grand Bridge.”

A clear expression and a calm voice.

The two ambassadors tilted their heads and expressed their doubts.

“Why?”

“Yes. Please tell me.”

An extremely difficult task that is not being met despite everyone’s wishes. However, that made it a suitable target for the would-be Emperor of the Empire.

That was the reason why he dared to reveal his identity and arranged this meeting.

With more determination than ever, Artan declared.

“I’m thinking of conquering the landfill.”