Because the matter of the rabbit was noisy until the evening, but there was no result. The sky was getting dark gradually, and the two gifters who went to the nearby town showed no sign of returning, so after dinner, they arranged a duty time, and everyone in the camp went to rest.
If there is no news before twelve noon tomorrow, the large force will set off directly along the railway tracks to the town ahead. Although it will take at least a day and a half to walk, at least there must be a way where the railroad tracks pass.
The front line in the north needs them, and the bestowers of Loen cannot waste too much time on the road. Instead of waiting for the front lines to find out that they did not arrive at their scheduled assembly point on time, it is better to find a way forward on your own.
There has been light snow in the sky, and because of the dark clouds, the sun disappeared very early. After dinner, Jenkins hugged his cat and prepared to rest. He planned to plant a big tree with cedar seeds and build a tree house on the tree to rest, which was safe and warm.
But later it was discovered that other people, regardless of men, women and positions, lived in tents, so they didn't make any special arrangements, and slept in their own tents honestly.
The area in the tent is small, but fortunately there are a lot of quilts. After all, during the day, they almost took out all the blankets and bedding from the train carriages.
Don't even need a sleeping bag and don't have to worry about getting a cold, Chocolate looks excited after being put down, jumping up and down on those quilts.
Jenkins played with it for a while, and felt a little sleepy, so he got into the quilt to rest. Seeing that Jenkins stopped playing with it, the cat also put its head under the quilt.
This kind of weather makes chocolate sleep next to the pillow, it will definitely catch a cold, so Jenkins didn't throw the chocolate out of the quilt this time. But because I was worried that it would be crushed when I turned over in sleep, I slept very alertly all night, so I easily heard unusual small sounds in the middle of the night.
The wind whipped snowflakes across the ground, making strange noises as they passed tents and improvised fences made of wood from distant woods.
In this natural roar, the sound of the bottom of the boots rubbing against the snow was heard by Jenkins. He wasn't in a deep sleep at all, and with his sideways body with his ears attached to the sheets, the sheets attached to the mattress, the mattress attached to the mattress, the mattress attached to the waterproof sheet, and the sheet attached to the ground, he is now equivalent to putting his ears on the bed. on the ground.
Jenkins in a semi-sleeping state, due to the relaxation of the body, the perception of the soul was magnified to an astonishing extent. He could almost feel any vibration on the ground, not to mention that the footsteps were coming towards his tent.
"Meow~"
the cat suggested.
"I heard."
Jenkins touched the chocolate, then sat up holding his breath. Because it was so cold, he even just took off his coat and lay down, so it was easy to move now.
But even so, sitting up from the quilt like this, he still felt that the temperature outside was terribly low, and he couldn't help shivering.
Phew~
Something pierced the icy air, made a small hole in the surface of the supposedly solid tent, and flew into the tent at an extremely fast speed. Jenkins caught the thing subconsciously. In the dark, he felt that the thing he had grasped was heavy and cold, but it didn't move at all. It didn't look like a living thing, and his inspiration didn't indicate danger.
So I called out the monocle and looked down, only to find that it was actually a steam bomb, and it was the kind of grenade bomb that opened the safety, shook it 3 times quickly, and then exploded after a delay of 5 to 7 seconds.
"Um?"
He made a raised questioning sound with a nasal voice, and of course there was great panic in this voice. But he still didn't feel threatened, and the cold bomb showed no signs of exploding.
"Duds?"
This is not impossible. After all, the gun pointed at him can explode, and it is understandable that the bomb thrown at him is a dud.
"who is it?"
With such doubts, he grabbed his coat and got out of the tent, and then shivered firmly from the cold.
Looking around, in addition to the dim light of the bonfire in the camp, I could see a black figure quickly climbed over the temporary fence in the distance and ran towards the vast snowfield in the darkness.
"do not go!"
Jenkins yelled, waking the others, and gave chase. He ran very fast, and before the night watchmen could react, he ran away in a blink of an eye.
The two chased and fled, and ran for an unknown distance in the snowy field in the middle of the night, and finally Jenkins caught up with the man in a dry forest.
Panting, Jenkins raised his hand to signal the person in front to stop, while the handsome female ice archer opposite him was emitting a faint blue light in the dark night, and he drew the bowstring to aim at Jenkins' enemy.
"So it was you."
Jenkins said breathlessly that he hadn't run such a long, strenuous run in a long time. The man with blank eyes in front of him was obviously a member of the exploration team that set off in the morning. Jenkins couldn't remember his name, but he only remembered that this man was a member of the [Church of War and Victory].
"I said, where did you get the steam bomb? I remember that there didn't seem to be such things in the supplies we shipped this time?"
As he asked, he tilted his head to the left, and the blue beam flew past his face and hit the dead tree behind him.
With a crackling sound, the light beam hit the tree trunk, leaving a white spot, and then hoarfrost spread towards the tree. Even without turning around, Jenkins could feel the extreme cold from the frozen trees behind him.
It was already early spring, but the unexpected snowfall brought the night temperature back to winter.
In the cold wind, Jenkins and Ice Archer blocked the fleeing man one after another, but the opponent didn't care about Archer, and still pointed his right index finger at Jenkins.
The ice-blue light beam just now was emitted from that index finger, and Jenkins could even see the faintly visible snowflake-shaped ice-blue runes on the nails of that finger.
But it's not an ability or a ritual, or even a numbered item:
"You are not human."
Jenkins said with certainty.
"you caught me?"
The man calmly repeated the fact.
"Yes, I discovered it during the day... Can you tell me where the real owner of this face has gone?"
A black shadow appeared behind Jenkins, and there was a strange "dididi" sound in the wind. Black flames swayed around the shadow. If anyone could watch this scene now, they would definitely think that Jenkins' body was entangled in black flames.
"That human was killed by me... eh? What? You already found out?"