In this world, there are many areas unknown to Muggles. They are scattered all over the world, silently maintaining the same scenery for thousands of years.
Of course, the reason why these areas are unknown to Muggles is mostly because of the various natural or man-made dangers that exist in them.
Such as the Fire Dragon Breeding Farm in Romania, the Ghost Swamp deep in the Manchak Swamp in the United States, the world's largest fire crab sanctuary in the Danakil Desert in Ethiopia, etc., are some of the more famous places in these areas.
And the Tavon father and son, who had met Maka near Fisher's house before, were now in a no-man's land that was completely isolated from the Muggle world, marching slowly against a fierce snowstorm.
This is Iceland, an island country close to the north of the world.
"Sit down and rest."
Walking in the constant wind and snow is quite exhausting. Even ordinary wizards will be daunted by this weird glacier area that is swept by snowstorms all year round, let alone the strange combination of a squib and a child.
Following his father's instructions, Enns curled his lips secretly and sat down in the lee behind a huge ice block. Although his whole body was almost frozen, the stubbornness in his heart still prevented him from showing even a hint of cowardice.
Old Ta Weng naturally saw his son's expression, but this time he did not say any harsh words, but took off the backpack on his back and took out a package.
It was almost impossible to light a fire in such a violent storm, but he was not a real Muggle after all. Soon, when he unwrapped the package and placed the crucible inside in the snow in front of him, he then took out a small brown paper bag.
When his son Enns saw it, he glanced here curiously. It was just because he had hated his father since he was a child, so he just looked at him without asking a word.
Old Ta Weng naturally ignored his son. He just opened the brown paper bag and carefully pinched a small amount of red powder with three fingers, and sprinkled it under the crucible while blocking the wind.
As soon as the powder came into contact with the thick bottom of the crucible, a large amount of flames suddenly burst out, burning fiercely in the ice and snow.
It was only then that Old Ta Weng poured the dry food and water in the package into the crucible and started cooking silently.
In fact, since early this morning, the father and son had already set off towards this windy and snowy no man's land. By now, Enns was of course already hungry.
But in this strong wind, you definitely can't smell the aroma of cooking food. Therefore, Enns, who had not yet aroused his appetite by eating, just stared at the orange-red flame under the crucible, as if he wanted to see through it.
In the eyes of him, who had never been exposed to the magic world since he was a child, this magical and strange scene has deeply attracted him. When he thought about the uncanny ability that Maka had shown at home, he would inevitably have a lot of expectations for wizards and magic.
Of course, he would never ask about his father, not even the slightest thought! Regarding this, perhaps it is the similarity between father and son!
Ever since Old Ta Weng made the threat earlier, the two of them, the older one and the younger one, have not said any more unnecessary nonsense, and that is still the case now. After they hurriedly filled their stomachs half full, they rested for a while, and then set off on the road to nowhere again regardless of the wind and snow.
No, Lao Tawen might have known it, but he never meant to explain it at all.
The environment was still harsh, and the violent wind and snow seemed to never stop, blowing desperately. The warm food he just ate didn't keep his body warm for long. It only took a few minutes for Xiao Ens to feel the initial coldness extending to his torso.
As for the limbs? Hey, I've been frozen to the point of losing consciousness for a long time!
The legs are moving forward mechanically, and the unstoppable breathing represents the gradual consumption of physical strength, but it also means the loss of heat. After a long time, when Xiao Ensi noticed that the originally gloomy sky was getting darker, a thought flashed through his young but shrewd heart - is it almost night
However, at the moment when his little guess passed, the surrounding wind and snow suddenly became much smaller. Without the dense snowflakes blocking his vision, he realized that he had actually arrived inside an astonishingly large snow cave.
Directly in front of it, the entire field of vision became darker and darker with the deep blue and white cave, and behind, there were violent snowflakes outside the snow cave. This one before and after is like a world of difference.
"rest."
After continuing to walk a short distance further, probably because he had already walked a lot, or maybe because it was too dark deeper, Lao Tawen always chose to rest where he was at this moment.
After he lit the fire as before, he did not take out the crucible. Instead, he took out an unlit torch from his backpack and placed it next to it.
"Sit down, little bastard!" He tugged on the scarf that covered half of his face, casually shook off the snowflakes on his body, and then sat down against the ice wall on one side of the cave.
Xiao Ens curled his lips again, and then reluctantly sat next to the fire - of course he was exhausted, but in his heart he was unwilling to obey his father's words, so he couldn't even sit still. awkward.
After all, he is just a child who has just entered the rebellious period.
"Boy," after a short pause, Lao Ta Weng continued, "haven't you always wanted to know something about your mother? I will tell you today that the road you are taking now is the road leading to your mother's ancestral land. road."
"Ancestral land?"
Xiao Ens also subconsciously tore off the thick scarf and repeated this slightly unfamiliar vocabulary. As for the discord between him and his father, they had long since been washed away without a trace by the sudden word "mom".
"It's where our ancestors live," Lao Ta Weng explained with rare patience. "Actually, this trip was originally a custom of your mother's family... Before your mother died, I promised her: If you follow her If your bloodline has embarked on the path of a wizard, I will bring you here and let you walk to the end of this snow cave according to her family's rules."
"The end? Where is that place?" Enns asked with some confusion.
However, Lao Tawen immediately shook his head.
"I haven't been in there either," he seemed to be caught up in a memory, and continued after being silent for a while, "I followed your mother at that time, and the furthest I went was almost here, and I didn't go any further. "
"Uh..." Little Ens was surprised for a while, "So, this will be our first time walking the rest of the way?"
"It's not 'us'," Lao Ta Weng glanced at his son indifferently. "You will walk alone the rest of the way. I won't go in with you."
When Xiao Ensi heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the torch thrown casually on the ground. Only then did he realize that this torch was just for himself! In this way, even though he has been bold since he was a child, he can't help but feel a chill in his heart that is even colder than the surrounding temperature.
How deep this snow cave is, and whether there are unknown dangers inside, he has no way of knowing here.
"Old man, are you serious?"
It's not too much to call his father "old man", because Lao Tawen seemed to be quite old when he gave birth to his son. Of course, Enns has barely called him "Dad" a few times since he was sensible. Although this "Old Man" is appropriate, there is also some disgust and rejection in it.
But at this moment, there was only astonishment and a trace of uncontrollable fear in his heart.
"Hey, are you scared?" Old Ta Weng sneered disdainfully, "If you're scared of death, just say so - I can take you home at any time, and then you can grow up honestly and become a magician. Ordinary people. How about it? If you decide, just tell me."
After saying that, he shrank his neck, turned his head and looked at the fire, and no longer paid attention to his son.
Although we are now in a snow cave and the snowstorm outside has almost no impact, the cold is still there. In this ice and snow, numb hands and feet and sore cheeks from the cold kept warning Enns, and they continued to intensify the fear in his heart.
Looking at the bottomless darkness in the depths of the snow cave, little Enns tightened his body, hugged his knees and sat beside the warm fire. He just felt that everything around him was shouting to him - give up! go home! What's wrong with being an ordinary person
yes! Although this father who was always fierce and rough, and would even punch and kick him, was not qualified at all, at least he was the one who raised him to this level. Except for the barbaric treatment that often made him unbearable, he had never been treated badly in terms of food and drink.
Compared with the unknown fear, what is more unbearable about this humiliation? When you have enough skills to move out and live alone, won't all the bad things end
Children of single parents like Xiao Ens, coupled with the fact that their father always beats and scolds them, tend to mature much earlier than their peers. Even though there are still many things he doesn't understand in his short life, the most basic independent thinking has been secretly established.
But under his not-so-complex thinking, the word "mom" kept swirling in his mind, lingering for a long time.
"I will go," he finally said coldly, "Damn old man!"