"So that snow monster escaped from the seal, does it have anything to do with the palace over there?"
Mr. Lewis of the [War and Victory Church] asked while smoking a pipe. He covered the front of the pipe with one hand to shield it from the wind, and held a match in the other hand to light it.
"My conclusion is that it probably doesn't matter, and... I also have a strange feeling that the palace doesn't seem to be malicious... Of course, it's just a guess."
Even if the palace really had no ill intentions towards everyone, the team had no intention of going up. After the grave guards helped to contain the corpse, the group set off again. After descending the mountain, due to the inexplicable freezing in the surrounding area, the road they traveled was actually straight. Apart from worrying about slipping, they didn't need to care about the terrain at all, so they arrived in the small town of Roseburg at eleven o'clock that night.
This is a full two days early.
There are only two churches in this small town, and they have already received news from Ruen. Although I didn't expect a group of people to come so quickly, at least dinner and a room for rest were prepared.
It took a lot of time to arrange accommodation and make plans for tomorrow, but fortunately, from the small town of Roseburg, the railway track returned to normal.
The town has temporarily coordinated a new train to send the group to the north. Although the steam locomotive originally used to transport coal must be uncomfortable to sit on, the urgent battle ahead can't be dealt with so much.
Jenkins was allocated a separate room so he didn't have to sleep with others. Although the room was a bit small, he was not picky. It's just that the cat seems to dislike that the bed is not soft, but Jenkins can't help it. In the end, he can only bring the dying flowers on the windowsill to the head of the bed, using vitality to make them grow quickly. The leaves of the petals finally broke through the limit of growth, and under Jenkins' deliberate control, they became wide enough to accommodate a cat.
"Is that all right?"
He crushed five threads for sewing clothes into one strand, then stacked two large leaves together, punched three holes at each end of the leaf and then threaded them, and tied the two strands of thread to the floor-standing bedside lamp and the bed respectively. Then take off the pillowcase and put the blanket on it, barely making a small hammock.
"Meow~"
The cat jumped up quickly, lay down for a while and let out a soft meow to Jenkins, then kept half of the cat's head sticking out of the hammock, and slowly closed its eyes.
"See you tomorrow then."
Jenkins said this to his cat, and got under the covers too.
He didn't know how many things he would experience in the next night.
The dream world is mysterious and mysterious. Some people think that since the non-existent "mirror world" can really become a world of its own due to people's cognition and the accumulation of time, then maybe the "dream world" will also Appear on a certain day.
The "Emerald Dream" of the elves has the characteristics of the so-called "dream world", but because its essence is the accumulation of life spirits and has an inexplicable relationship with the legendary World Tree, it is not regarded as a dream boundary.
But Jenkins can be sure that he is definitely not dreaming at this time, nor has he fallen into a strange world. He was still in the night of the material world, standing in the mountains and blowing the cold wind, looking around in a daze.
In his cognition, he just got under the covers and said goodnight to chocolate the last moment. Closing his eyes, he suddenly stood here.
He raised his head and looked at the two waning moons above his head, then turned around and looked at the stars and lights in the distance, and finally looked at the crystal clear staircase in front of him.
At the end of the stairs, the gate of the ice and snow palace has been opened, as if to welcome Jenkins to enter.
Take a deep breath, because the temperature at night is a bit low, this breath condenses into a white mist in the air for a long time. The young man raised his hand and scratched his face, and found that he was still in pajamas and barefoot.
The reason why I didn't feel the cold and pain just now was because I was shocked by the sudden scene.
"Should I say amazing, or should I say unexpected?"
He muttered to himself, chanting a short incantation to summon the uniquely shaped miner's lamp. He raised his right hand and held up the mechanically beautiful metal miner's lamp. The cold blue light illuminated the first half of the ice ladder.
Taking one last look back at the town below, Jenkins didn't waste his time drawing shoes, but stepped barefoot on the first step.
"Hiss~"
He gasped, took a deep breath, felt the piercing chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his brain, and then his brain ordered his whole body to start trembling.
The ice chess piece immersed in the spirit shook violently, as if the chill had found its target, most of it penetrated Jenkins' body and soul, and a small part got into the chess piece.
"Really cold!"
Jenkins panted out the gasped air, sighed, and then stepped on the ice steps with the other foot.
He is not a masochist, nor does he have any special hobbies, so he walks barefoot on icy stairs in this season. If you said that you wanted to save your soul at the beginning, after feeling the cold that stimulated your soul, you realized that walking this trip with bare feet should be good for you.
This ice ladder is made entirely of ice, so it is very slippery to step on. Jenkins dared to walk up slowly step by step while holding on to the railing. The railings are also carefully carved, even compared to the white jade stairs "painted" by Jenkins in his apotheosis state, which are intertwined with angels and demons.
This ice ladder spans the deep stream and connects the side peaks of the snow mountain with the main peak. Because the ice cubes are translucent, Jenkins could occasionally look down and see the bottomless abyss when he walked up while sucking in the cool air.
Even though he doesn't have a fear of heights, he still has some hairs in his heart, and even a layer of goosebumps on his arms. Of course, this may also be due to the cold weather.
He kept walking away from Jenkins for half an hour, and when his feet stepped on the snow again, he actually felt a little warm on the snow. That's a good thing, at least his feet can still transmit touch.
The exhaled breath turned into a white dragon in front of him and then disappeared. Standing at the end of the ice ladder, he looked up at the ice and snow palace standing under the night sky. Observing at such a close distance, the sense of shock is even more obvious.
Between the steps of the ice ladder and the palace gate is a square-like open space, the edge is the snow layer where Jenkins is standing, and further forward is a complete crystal-like ice surface. These ices have a high refractive index and appear to glow in moonlight.
Jenkins raised his foot and stepped on it carefully, and as expected, he felt the coldness that penetrated his heart again.
"Oh, sage, what am I doing?"
He said while shivering, never missing his cat that can keep warm in his chest.
PS: Hahahahahaha, the exam is over!