The Tors, who finished their break, even continued to walk in the wilderness lined with pointy rocks in the afternoon.
And when the darkness is getting thicker, I finally get out of Thousand Blades Gahara.
The rocks were obstacles, but at the same time they seemed to play a role in the wind.
The wind, which had healed so much, blows up momentum all at once.
Tor, who narrowed his eyes and confirmed a large rocky mountain that looked a little farther away, called out to his companions behind him.
"A little later, can we go?
"Yes, I'm fine"
"Let's go!
"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Moo, who worked hard to find the rock beetle, is nodding round his body over the hauling soli.
Again, no nap, seemed tough on the kid.
When I turn my gaze to Salarisa at the rear of the line, she nods without saying anything.
Tor took the lead and walked out, covering everyone from the wind.
Was the shade of a large rock a commonly used place in the camp, or there were still traces of someone using it on the ground?
Tor, who hastily spreads his luggage, handily sets up a tent in the same place.
Because the clouds do not dwell in this wilderness, the sun heats up the ground in the daytime.
Due to the driest atmosphere and the constant blowing wind, the body temperature is not that high, though.
The problem is at night.
The heat that should have accumulated during the day quickly escapes without the moisture to store and slowly dissipate it.
And when the sun goes down because of that, it's going to be so cold.
Before the sun fell completely, Tor exhaled howly after putting up a tent with a double pig fur cloth.
It's been over a month since I left the Little Ghost Forest, and it seems like my tent life has totally followed the board.
"Moo, dinner's ready."
"Ugh, hey. But I'm hungry..."
"Look, I think soup would do it. Ahem."
Half the time, the sleeping child asks Sola to drink the spicy and sour mushroom soup she brought from the city.
Waking up a little to the exciting taste, Moo opened his mouth only wide with his eyes closed.
"Sola Nee, thank you..."
"It's the only way. Yes, yes."
Moo, who had the thinly chopped rock lizard smoked meat in his mouth, grinned softly as he chewed it off.
You came gleefully to that adorable look, and Sora unwittingly cheeks her face closer.
The child leaked his voice small as he was stuck on his soft cheek.
"Hey... honey, su... ki"
"Yeah, yeah, I love it, too."
Moo, falling asleep, is gently transported to the tent.
I kept grabbing the girl's robe sleeve, so Sora was supposed to sleep with me that day.
The other tent is for two people, Euril and Salaritha, to use.
With the warm child pinched in the middle, the Tors slept well into the morning.
The next morning I heard a noise from the outside, so Tor woke up quietly.
Face out of the tent with no one left, the area is still dim.
Thor headed in the direction in which his voice spoke as he hung a sword band on his hips.
Noisy at the edge of Rock Mountain were two people, Moo and Sola, who apparently woke up early.
I look forward to seeing the direction where the light plugs in as we stick together.
"What are you looking at?
"Uh, hey, Tor."
"To, look! It's beautiful, man!
The approaching Tor stood behind them and peered across the rocky mountain.
It was just from the direction of the true east, the moment the morning sun began to rise.
Blinking golden sunlight dyes the blue-blooded earth into a pale red.
At the same time, the cloudless sky regains its usual light blue in sight.
Tor was unknowingly breathtaking in the transformation of the scenery as if he were now reborn anew from this moment.
A small, leaky breath spreads white.
But the exhalation dissolved quietly before the feverish morning sun.
Is it just for a few dozen seconds?
The act of dawn, which I accidentally saw, was over when I realized it.
The neighborhood is completely, back to its original killer landscape view.
No, it wasn't the original, it was more than that.
What was spreading ahead through the swarm of rock beetles was truly a wilderness of nothing.
As far as my vision is concerned, the flat wilderness continues.
I can't see any projections that are likely to wind like before.
Tor, who also exhaled small, let him shrug his shoulders to the delightfully shaky girl and child.
After breakfast, the line walks out into a rough, dry field.
The wind gained even more strength and began to feel considerable resistance just a little further.
Tor carrying the luggage leads off in the wind as he pulls the hauling sled.
To keep Moo's health warm, it's our policy to put him on board from the start today.
Behind it, Sola, Euril continues with a cane, and from the far rear, Salarisa follows.
One, with the exception of a child who sings an energetically weird verse, all quietly step forward in foot.
I tried going for about an hour, but the scenery hasn't changed at all.
Another hour, I've tried to move forward, but it's the same.
As I grew slightly tired of the unchanged view, my voice sounded unexpectedly sharp from the rear.
- Something's coming up.
It's Euril's voice.
Something appears in the corner of Thor's sight, staring in haste.
That, in the distance, was shaped like a round ball.
Thor shifts away slightly from pointing to the mysterious existence that approaches him on the wind.
"You know what that is?
"Yeah? Oh, Moo, he's asleep! Thor."
"You're rolling round...... You've heard that in the wilderness, the hardening of dead grass can be like that."
Thor snorted at Euril's words shaking his eartips, but on second thought, the grass from which it is based has not grown in the first place.
Untie the strings of the sleigh, pull out the sword, and hurry to get up.
While doing this, spherical objects have just happened to pack their distance.
Tor's eyes firmly capture who it is, coming to a dozen steps.
What has gained momentum was a white rock mass as tall as a child.