I Became the Snow Woman I Made - I Became the Snow Woman I Made chapter 67

67 – Trespassing on the Lord’s House (2)

After meeting Daywell, Artan made contact with several officials.

Those who are trying to figure out which line to hold under the power structure of this empire, or those who are struggling after getting on the wrong line and falling off.

He embraced and embraced the servants of ambiguous positions to his side.

These meetings were steadily accumulated and would become a great strength in the future.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Ah. Sir Harold.”

Artan, who came out after a meeting with an aristocrat named Seion, met Harold.

Harold was quite surprised to hear about the prince’s recent movements, and came to talk with Artan.

“You’re working hard.”

“······Oh, did my actions even reach the ears of the Lord?”

“Yes. It’s strange. He must have been indifferent to politics.”

As he said, the crown prince had a powerful position, but he did not show up well in the political world.

Not only that, but he didn’t even accept bribes, so he was an extremely difficult opponent for nobles.

“One of the words to describe politics is duplicity. I still don’t like politics.”

“But why?”

“Apart from personal likes and dislikes, there are some things that you shouldn’t refuse as someone who stands above you.”

You can never overcome a disaster only by refusing and choosing the means.

Harold stood out in Artan’s candid answer.

“It’s definitely as you say.”

As a result, the crouching attitude of the prince so far was helpful.

He made a radical move out of the blue, and the nobles were taken aback and took this as an opportunity.

Harold followed Artan as he walked down the hallway. He asked about the next schedule.

“Are you going to make another loyalist?”

“No. I’d like to go to the Duke of Griffeon.”

“… Duke’s work?”

Somewhat out of the ordinary place.

Harold blinked.

“Why are you there?”

“Because I need to talk to Bullizee as well. It’s my own reconciliation.”

“Reconciliation······.”

Currently, the relationship between the two is ambiguous in many ways.

It’s true that we’re fighting, but we’re not as friendly as before.

Clearly, the wavering of the engagement had an effect on that.

However, this was not the only problem, and it was the result of various conditions such as inclination and location.

Harold thought for a moment and said.

“You don’t have to.”

“Yes?”

“Your Majesty, concentrate on your work first. I will speak well to Bullyze.”

Bullyze did not like fuss and hassle. She said all she wanted was routine and peace.

That’s why she didn’t give up on her arranged marriage to protect her family and build a solid wall.

It was a decision Artan made because he knew that, but Harold shook his head.

“It would be more effective if I spoke first. He’s a wise kid, so he’ll understand.”

“·······.”

“The torrent is rushing in. We, Griffeon, are no exception, and we have a lot to think about.”

Artan looked at him blankly.

Soon, his head nodded slightly.

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“Ah… Yes. That’s right.

It was a clear sign of acceptance.

***

······Two days have passed.

Nevertheless, the appearance of Duwade, who was kneeling in the snow after being rejected by me, did not change.

It was more than a jingle, it was a terrifying tenacity, and thanks to that, my current evaluation was quite uncomfortable.

At this point, I had no choice but to admit it.

I underestimated him too much.

“···He sent a very persistent guy.”

He was a man with the qualities of a great fanatic.

Indeed, it is a church. Are you saying you didn’t select Hurturu?

I looked at him through the window, tingling.

Bang! Quaang-

– Wow! Hard, hard!

The White Crusade had already become a tourist attraction.

Floating snowflakes surrounded him.

– What is this outfit?! Shine brightly!

– White! White! But your eyes are whiter!

-No! We are whiter!

-More than that, harder than that!

The frikes were so excited that they were playing pranks by burying snow in their armor or stacking it on top of their heads.

Whether out of courtesy or conviction, Duwade had been taking off his helmet the whole time, and his scalp was layered with white eyes.

“That must be cold and heavy…”

Concerns arose spontaneously, but the crusader did not move even in the midst of it.

Even though the spirits didn’t respond, they seemed to be having fun.

-Kyahahahahaha! Fun!

-Let’s build it as high as our house!

– Then, then!

Duwade was increasingly covered in snow.

“·······.”

Should be called pure evil, my friques had no concept of good or bad.

Despite this, Duwade sits still without saying anything.

Kneeling in the snow.

I don’t think I’ve been out of there for over 50 hours already.

“… Chit.”

I clicked his tongue and drew the curtains.

No matter what, there was no way for me to go back to Gyo-guk. Let’s see who wins.

“Big. Big.”

Then I heard a coughing sound from behind.

Turning around, I saw Nell messing with her bangs… And the silver side of her head flinching from behind her.

“Okay… Quilière.”

“Why?”

It seems that the two came together.

I wouldn’t be very friendly, but it’s a big deal.

“I mean Duway.”

“Yes.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to let them come in soon?”

“… Huh?”

Nell’s words wiggling her fingers.

My eyebrows twitched at the unexpected sound.

“!”

Nel was taken aback by this and waved her hand.

“No, no no, that’s not it. I didn’t mean to listen to him, I just wanted to be able to live in the castle… What would it be like?”

“In the castle.”

“Uhh. So, a foodie? With that feeling.”

“Gourmet…”

That’s about it, but there’s no problem.

I tilted my head and asked back.

“Why?”

“Huh? Uh… That, how to say. I think I’m a good guy. He called me his henchman… No, that’s not it.”

She said after Nell shook her head.

“Anyway, he’s very polite. If his will was strong in the first place, he would have come all the way through the icy mountains alone.”

“Hmm.”

“No matter how much I look at it, I don’t see anyone going to do anything bad. Look. Even now, even though those snowflakes are scratching their heads, they still stay still.”

“······Mmm.”

I rubbed my temples in silence.

Sometimes the girls would talk to Duwade, but I wonder if they were moved.

Or is it really a good guy?

“Wouldn’t it be useful?”

“I think so.”

“Yeah. Also… Hey, lizard! You should say something too.”

The silver side of the head flinched at Nell’s scolding.

“Uh… Uh uh?!”

Mishra, who had been pushed back, had no choice but to step forward. She raised the corners of her mouth awkwardly.

“That… Quilière. Isn’t Duwade a human?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“It’s certainly amazing to endure this cold with a human body, but it’s already been two days.”

The skin on his face trembled slightly as if he had faked a serious expression.

Mishra continued her words.

“Unlike the original Balaur, humans need to eat something every day? If left as is, they might starve to death.”

“·······What?”

My eyes widened slightly.

I immediately expressed my swelling doubts.

“You didn’t give me anything?”

“Of course. Everything in this castle is yours, Quilière, so we haven’t touched it.”

“That’s right.”

Nell nods innocently with Mishra.

I felt quite embarrassed. I thought of Duwade, who would still be engulfed in the cold wind.

Really?

You haven’t given me a sip of water for two days?

“…You guys.”

They were such cruel children.

·······.

The low wind ruffles her hair, and snowdrifts rustle. A thick chill seeped from her snow-adorned head and her kneeling lower body.

The climate of the Devil’s Land was eating away even the strengthened body.

“······Great.”

A normal Crusader would have frozen to death long ago.

At least he had some leeway because he had risen to the top of Paladin, but the new crisis was not easy.

“Your stomach hurts… It seems like you have a drought in your throat.”

It was hunger and thirst.

No matter how advanced a warrior was, he could not escape the limits of the species.

I have already spent dozens of hours fasting.

Your mind begins to blur, and the quality of your holy power naturally declines.

This immediately led to the weakening of the body.

“It’s painful.”

However, he did not leave this place even one step.

The oath he had given to his own convictions was not to be broken by such an ordeal.

“I will definitely get the approval of Mr. Quilière…”

If he can’t do that, he has no reason to live for himself anymore.

Whiiying──

At that time, an even stronger gust of wind blew.

Dew Wade instinctively shrank his body.

Since Fricke and Yeti, who sometimes came to visit, had already left, the place was filled with lonely silence.

That silence was broken by a beautiful voice.

“Dew Wade.”

“!”

Just one word.

His tired spirit stood upright, and his eyes became clear in an instant. It was an unforgettable voice, and Quillière stood there too.

Her Dew Wade’s eyes widened as she looked at her closely.

“Feet…!”

My feet were floating in the air.

I hurriedly looked around, but there were no footprints in the white snow. Is this why I didn’t hear a single sound until I got close?

One of Snow Maiden’s specialized magic, Snow Middle Haeng.

Quilière looked down at him with cold eyes.

“How long are you going to stay like this?”

“······Ah! Mr. Quilière.”

The sound of her voice brought me to my senses.

Dew Wade immediately lowered her head.

“I’m sorry for making you come personally…”

“·······.”

“It’s just a trivial outburst to court your favor. If you’re not satisfied, ignore it.”

“… You.”

He humbled himself infinitely.

However, Yang Quilière, who said she didn’t like it, narrowed her brows.

“Do you want to die?”

“······!”

A word with a nuance that if things go on like this, they will starve to death.

The Crusader’s head sank further.

Quilière let out a shallow sigh, as if feeling pitiful.

“Take it.”

He held out a bundle.

Duwade tilted his head before accepting it.

“What is this?”

“Something to eat. I put it in moderation.”

“···! Such grace!”

“What is Eun-hye?

It was a package containing a few food-type items in moderation.

She laid out the Duwade and turned her back.

“Don’t die.”

With the last words left.

Duwade stared blankly at her back as she walked away.

“·······.”

As soon as the figure disappeared, she lowered her gaze and unpacked her bundle.

There were plenty of things to eat, including bread, sandwiches, and milk.

“Oh, the merciful Mr. Quilière…!”

Deweyde, thrilled, swallowed tears inwardly.

He took the bread first.

***

The entrance to the Ice Mountains.

It was even darker today in a place where terrible noises like the cries of ghosts and table music were prevalent.

It was because of the flood of black robes that filled the entrance.

“This is an ice mountain range…”

“Is it the Far East’s Demonic Land?”

The four seven apostles looked up at the mountain range nervously. A terrible place where the climate alone would slaughter humans.

“But the real danger lurks here, in the snowfields.”

“I never thought the day would come when I would live and live to face God.”

Behelak twisted the corner of his mouth.

Adaine asked, glancing at him.

“Are you afraid? Behelak.”

“Honestly, that’s kind of the case. God is a high-dimensional being that even hemp can’t compare to. Besides, he’s not just a god, he’s a god.”

“Tsk.”

Next to her, Matren clicked her tongue.

“You bastard. I’m afraid of what’s scary even though it’s already a corpse. There are all the dead who say they’re afraid of death.”

“Kuhh… That’s true. I wonder if I’ll be able to sleep well even if I’m killed by a god.”

“Now, let’s stop.”

At that time, Zehak clapping his hands to refresh the atmosphere.

He pointed to the other side of the mountain range.

“Isn’t there a long way to go? We’re busy moving to avenge the Lord! For the sake of the congregation!”

“······For the congregation!”

After reciting a trite slogan once, the Saints’ Association crossed the boundary line.

Instantly, the intense cold penetrated my skin.

“Keuugh…”

A moan leaked out.

However, it was not fatal to the Seven Apostles.

Strange sounds followed behind Adain, who was calmly thinking.

Uh uh uh ──

Guaaa!

The cries of non-human living corpses.

The Seven Apostles were followed by an endless number of dead soldiers. It was the result of using all the legacy left by Clavia.

Almost all of the forces of the Dark Saints were concentrated here.

“…There is a possibility.”

Adain nodded resolutely, burning his fighting spirit.

“There are hundreds of monsters prepared to die. Even a god can’t kill them.”

As if they had understood his words, the cries of the dead surged even louder.

The mountains were covered with soggy grudge.

·······.

──Shortly after they left.

The rough sound of horses hooves echoed across the ground.

Comparatively speaking, it is dark black, or the uneasy jet black.

The black knight, resembling a devil, slipped away from the dark horse’s back.

Two Woong—!

A leaf flew from somewhere and was cut off, and the ground let out a cry.

What followed was a low, heavy tone that disturbed the cold air.

“This is it.”

Chandra Pale quietly looks up at the mountains.

There was no girl who was always with him.

I couldn’t take him to the Devil’s Nest, so I left it in a nearby city.

“It’s higher than I thought.”

His evaluation of the Ice Mountain was so concise.

Without hesitation, the Black Knight crossed the boundary between the Devil’s Land and the Continent.

In an instant, his eyes widened.

“···!”

It wasn’t because of the climate of the Devil’s Landing.

The extreme cold was no obstacle for him.

Chandrafail’s gaze was nailed to the pavement.

“That’s a lot of footprints. And that too.”

Overall, it appears to be human, but for some reason, a subtlety has affected it.

Looking at the traces, it wasn’t long before.

He tilted his head for a moment before moving on to the top without much hesitation.

“You don’t have to worry about it.”

Whatever it is, it’s enough to get rid of the intruders.