Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

The coldness of the snow was felt even through clothes. Soft snow limits the movement of the body, as it struggles and rises. The impatience and fear made him calm. He ate a formidable cold mass and his body did not move as he wished.

Bergliff coughed. I was so breathless that I thought that the ice had clogged to the back of my chest and was painful. Only the sword could not be let go. However, his hand was completely lost, and it was almost impossible to open it while holding the sword. The sky looking up was pearl-colored. The snow was dancing. Ice was also attached to the eyelashes. It's almost painful to blink.

"K ---- Oh oh!"

Raise the fire and inspire yourself. I forcibly raised my upper body, stood on my right knee and stepped on my left foot.

"Dad!" "Ange, don't come!"

The voice doesn't come out as expected. A seven-year-old daughter runs hard despite being caught in the snow. The snowflakes flying in the air are glanced at him and looking at it. Bergryf shook his body, shaking off snow and ice. He exhaled, staring at her, in front of her. “She” was looking down at Bergliff with an ice-cold, transparent gaze. Bergliff held his sword, but his body was stiff, and his sword quivered.

"Stay! Wait!"

Angelin rolled over and desperately ran and slipped in front of Bergliff.

"Angier" "Stop! Don't be terrible to your dad!"

Say that and spread your arms. Bergliff reached out and hugged Angelin.

"No, Angers ... no sooner behind ..."

My lips are stingy and words do not come out well. “She” curiously squinted a little and looked at Angelin.

"... Hum" Rin and the ice shimmered. She didn't even change her expression, but she spoke. Look at Angelin, then at Bergliff.

"The blinker. If you are disciplined with this, you must avoid stupid imitation. '

I turned my back. The stabbing cold relaxed and the soreness eased. Berglyph looked amazed and looked at her back while the snowmen laughed.

"Wait, wait ... are you ... a monster?"

“She” looked back a little.

"... The blinkers call me winter." "Winter ..."

The wind blew and the snow fluttered. She can't keep her eyes open and hugs Angelin to protect her. Eventually, when the snowstorm stopped, I raised my face and found that she was no longer there. Only the lingering lingering voices of the snowmen remained in the cold air of midwinter.

Angelin, who was amazed, began to cry, burying her face in Bergriff's chest. While gently stroking his back, Bergliff thought he was dreaming.

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Percival, listening to the story as he walked in front, stopped and turned around.

"So what happened?" "I'm back home anyway. It's so cold because of my tension, my body has cooled down to my core, Angers has caught a cold." "It was a disaster." "No, I'm lucky I didn't die, thanks to Angers."

Bergliff said and laughed. If Angelin had not been there, it would have been an ice statue. If so, I wouldn't be walking here like this now. Percival laughed at himself.

"I can only help Anger, dude." "Really, she's a daughter who has passed me." "What do I say, because you were Dad."

Said Kasim, who came back. Percival raised her arms and stretched.

"What are your daughters doing? I'm working hard on the request ..." "Maybe I'm breathing to come back in the fall, so I think I'm doing my best." They don't have to be fine, hesitate. ''

Kasim said so and put on his mountain hat again.

"I'm sorry, no winter lady. Oira, when I lived on the roadside, I've heard a similar fairy fairy tale, but I didn't think I was really there."

Bergliff laughed.

"That's right. So, some adventurers seem to be fighting and thinking that they're demons like me." "It's not the ice queen." "What is Percy, the ice queen?" "I fought when I was wandering north of Keitai.

Berglyf smiled bitterly, saying that the name of "Haou sword" was not Date. Start walking again. Kassim lost a lot.

"I'm getting uphill. Is this area close to the mountain?" "Yeah. This is already a mountain area."

Bergryf raised his off-season muffler and groaned. The trees are lush, but the wind is cool. Some of the grass, which should have had their leaves and stems stretched out, have become shrunk and shrunk, and some of their leaves are withering.

A strangely cold day was going on. Even though it was already early summer, cold winds were coming down from the mountains. Unexpectedly there was snow on the verdant mountainside, and snow smoke was rising in the clear sky. Then a thick cloud hung over the mountain, and only that area was dark. The chill came down to Tornella, and the villagers were forced to pull out winter clothing. Even if it is cold, it is not enough to frost, but short-sleeved clothes tremble, and the growing summer vegetable seedlings have grown slowly, and the tomatoes that have begun to bloom before they bear fruit Has fallen.

Vegetable failure is a serious problem in self-sufficient Tornella. You can't do anything if it's just a natural phenomenon, but it's not fun to just sit and wait for the cold to pass. Then Percival bought the survey, and Kassim participated because he was free, and the Belgryph, who knew everything about the nearby forests and mountains, was to guide him. As he straddled the fallen tree, Casim said.

"It would have felt like a party would come back when Satie came, too." "I don't think he's interested in that anymore. I'm more concerned about the children than myself."

Yes, Bergliff nodded. We are no longer young. We know that there is no specification even if it is said that the party of the old days is back. Still, I'm glad to go to remote areas with my old friends. No matter how old a man may be, he may still dream. Casim folded his hands behind his head.

"Sati has grown up too. He's lonely." "Well. But I can't be obsessed with forever .... whatever I say." "I don't understand well."

While occasionally having such a chat, the three of them proceeded steadily. To Persival and Casim who are accustomed to adventure, this area is like a garden.

For now, Bergglyph has been used to studying dungeons rather than guild construction. I'm not always good at going to the desk, but I'm not used to it. If you stare at small letters, you can't help going outside. Walking in the mountains in this way seemed to be somewhat comfortable.

Selenium seems to come soon too. The house is already covered, and the plaster on the wall has begun to plenty. It is early to move, but carries baggage little by little. Kelly's barn is vacant, so it seems that she will put luggage there and move it as soon as she has a mansion. In addition to taking over his duties as the head of the village, the Bordeaux family seemed to have some parts that could be maintained because they were directly from the Bordeaux family. At first, Selenium, who seemed surprised at first, seemed to be getting better and better. Since she is an intelligent girl, the work is quick if she can gain momentum.

Anyway, it is this cold wave in such a dizzying day. However, it seemed to Bergliff that it would be more suitable for him to walk in this way. The root is a peasant, even in a situation where you have to deal with various things.

The altitude was getting higher gradually. The area was cold, and the trees that had been moistening seemed to be weakened with their leaves withering. The creatures seem to be sighing and do not make any noise. The exhaled breath drifted white, and the imbalance with the warm sunlight was creating an eerie silence. Percival stopped and looked around.

"... The temperature is dropping quite a bit. Is the purpose close?" "Oh" "If it's a monster, it's troublesome. If you're a lady of the winter, how would you talk about it?" No, because it's nature itself ... Well, I'm going to talk about it. "" Would you like to talk to the top class spirit opponent? "Yeah, I don't want to be different," "Anyway, let's go a little more, maybe it's going to be snowing near."

As we progressed up for about an hour, the flowers flew gradually, and I thought that the grains had grown, and the three were already in the snow. The sky is gray, and a lot of snow falls constantly. The wind wasn't strong, but it was denser, and the shoulders and head were immediately covered in snow, and they shook their heads several times to get rid of the snow.

"I'm here. It's completely winter here." "Percy, is there a demonic beast to change the environment so far? The Ice Queen or something." It's weird to stay in the mountains if you can't do it, but it would be sure to hit down to Tornella at this distance, "said the winter lady's potential. "I'm glad I could talk to you." "Well, that's right."

But Bergliff wrinkled his eyebrows. Rather, it was more reassuring for the Belgryph to be due to the beast. It seemed unnatural for the winter lady, who is the very nature of nature, to appear around here in this season. If the cause is a monster whose origin is abnormal, it's a good story. Persival and Qashim are all that is possible. However, if the other party is a great spirit far beyond human knowledge and has some sort of abnormality ...

"... It's useless to think too much."

Bergliff shook his head. Either way, it's a story you won't know unless you meet. In some cases, you may have just come here simply because of extreme weather. There is no choice but to think so badly and feel uneasy.

As I stepped further, stepping on the snow that had filled the ankles, I heard a clear singing voice. Behind the snow, there are a number of small figures moving about dancing. Kasim squinted.

"Oh, snowball?" "Snowball ..."

This confirms that you are a winter lady here. Bergliff walks with a somewhat gloomy feeling. As I walked, taking care not to step on the pros and cons of the prosthesis under the snow, the shadows of the snowballs were clearly visible. It looks like a child about seven or eight years old. She is wearing a fluffy white clothes and a fur hat. They danced fluffy and happily without putting their feet on the ground. I don't look at them.

"Is this a good sight unless it is early summer?"

Percival muttered. Kasim smiled with a bitter smile.

"Well, I can't help ... Is that?"

Slightly earlier, a particularly large shadow was visible. Slender and tall, with long silver hair. She wears white clothes and a white fur hat, but she isn't as soft as she is. The lady of the winter stood silent. He looked up a little and looked like he was watching the falling snow.

The Berglyphs were silent. The standing lady in winter looked breathtakingly beautiful. However, he was not in love. All three had no idea what they called out. Silence continued for a while. Only the clear singing voice of Yukiko sang to the ears during the snow.

Suddenly, Percival sneezed greatly. Upon hearing that, Kassim blew out. The lady of the winter looked at this and made a grin.

"I met you again, the blinker."

There is no particularly serious sound. Berglyf relaxed his shoulders a little and laughed at the lady.

"You are the same, lady. I was a little surprised when it came to this season ... Is it whimsy or something?"

According to Bergliff, the lady in winter saw the Bergliff with a stern face.

"We just came in the cold air." "Ah ...? That's just abnormal weather?"

Percival said. The lady didn't agree, but she must have been right, and she looked back in the air as if the story was over. Bergliff is completely weak. It seemed stupid that I was nervous and nervous on my own.

"... I can't be worried anyway." "What's the bell?"

Kassim struck the Bergryph's shoulder with a mysterious face.

"No, nothing ... Lady, you just came by chance, right?" "We have no intention. Just leave it to the flow "

The lady of the winter said, and looked at Bergriff again.

"But you like to go out when it's cold." "No, that's not the case ..."

Somehow embarrassing, Bergliff scratched his head. Kassim laughed and twisted his beard.

"Well, for now, it's safe. Lady, how long have you been here?" "It's not my decision."

The lady has no cling. She's been following winter, or she's winter, and it's somehow unclear. Bergliff thought it was winter. Then, suddenly, the memory when I met her before came back to life.

"Lady, who is the one who tried to dominate even in the winter?

The lady of the winter glanced at Bergliff.

"Yeah, you are right. I don't know his name, but he used to be. "" Not Solomon, that's, "said Kasim. "It's not public, but there's an old book that Solomon was trying to build a technique for manipulating weather and climate. Do you mean controlling the seasons?" So is Solomon waking up? "

Percival said with a stunned face while putting a smell bag against his mouth. It's a ridiculous story. However, it was strangely noticed that it was not a human being, but a great winter spirit.

"But it wasn't long before Belle got that advice, wasn't that worried because they crushed Solomon to revive him?"

By the way, both Charlotte's evil spirits and the fake prince's ambitions have already failed. Angelin resolved the orphan's demon. If they had advised me about that, then there should be no problem.

"Is the advice helpful?"

But, as Bergriff saw, the winter lady leaned her head slightly.

"... I don't know what you're doing and what you think, but the flow hasn't changed at all, the blinker." "... Does something still happen?"

The lady suddenly looked up before answering anything. A strong wind began to blow east. Snowflakes visibly burst out. The lady fluttered her hair and rose softly.

"I'm going. goodbye"

The snow dances and the view is dyed white. Percival yells.

"Hey, tell me a little more clearly! What is going to happen!"

However, the sound was drowned out by the sound of a barking wind. The voices of the frowning snowflakes gradually moved away, and I thought that the snowstorm had gone away, but the winter ladies were no longer there. The snow falling from the lead-colored sky has weakened and is about to be clear soon. Percival scratched his head violently to blow off the snow.

"Damn, I just say that I can't get the point. That's why the spirit is." "Well, it's weird that those guys explain it in an easy-to-understand manner."

But what happened, Kassim folded his arms. Bergliff twisted his beard.

"Isn't that the resurrection of Solomon?" "Well, I guess ... but maybe something is going on in a place where the oilers don't know at all?" It's just itchy. ''

Percival grunted with his tongue. Berggriff thought for a while, but turned up.

"Let's go back for a while. This out-of-season snow melts as soon as the sun hits. It may be an avalanche." "It's bad.

Percival turns the cloak.

"When you come back ... I need some consultation," said Kasim. "Yeah, if it's Graham ... if nothing happens, that's the best." "Well, if you're thinking too much, you'll have to laugh later."

Bergliff nodded.

"Let's go back to the village anyway. It's a drunken avalanche." "Ayo. Don't fall, Bell."

Kasim laughed from the air. Percival, who is leading, is coughing. They went down the mountain thinking about various things.

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"Heck!"

Angelin sneezed greatly and swept her nose. My eyes are blurred by heat and my cheeks are red. Bergliff re-squeezed his forecloth and poured the decocted herbal juice into a bowl.

"Are you OK?" "Yeah ... Dad?" "Dad is OK. Look, medicine."

According to Bergliff, Angelin raised his upper body only and frowned at the decoction. Then lie down on your back again and pull the blanket up to your mouth. As soon as I closed my eyes, I began to sleep. Bergliff breathed out and drank the decoction in the bowl.

"Good grief……"

I also feel a little hot, but my daughter caught a cold, but I cannot sleep. The cold of the winter lady is intense. The fire is burning in the fireplace, and the inside of the house should be warm but still cold. He came home in a hurry from an encounter that escaped with a brief call. Upon returning, Angelin became feverish and rolled on the bed this way.

It was more than a monster that confronted me as a monster. If you put your hand on your chest, you can see the heart beating hard. Her instinct told her that she would never be able to compete, no matter how she struggled, but she went desperately and desperately to protect her daughter. I couldn't laugh because it ended up being helped by my daughter.

"... Is it a winter lady of a fairy tale?"

I muttered. I have forgotten it, but I have heard such a story. I think I have to go and talk to the old man in the village. I shook myself. Angeline is in such a state that he is holding up on his own, but he is likely to fall if he is unconscious. Bergriff added firewood to the fireplace and approached his hand. The sparks flutter with a click. Outside the window is still snowing.

Distilled sake was dropped on hot flower tea. A little warms up. Suddenly, Angelin leaned down and turned over. Bergliff stands up and puts the blanket back over. Angelin said something, and happily rubbed her cheek on the pillow. At that moment, Bergliff laughs unintentionally.

"... I'll make soup too"

Fill an empty pot with water and heat it. Take out potatoes and dried meat and cut into small pieces. The wind blew and the windows shook. The snow has not yet stopped.