The nemesis of the cold snakegrass is extremely high temperature, so Jenkins can easily burn it to ashes with his own fire. The volume of this mass is much larger than what can be seen, and it can rapidly proliferate in a short period of time by absorbing heat.
But according to its growth habits, the whole Fidicteri Kingdom is not a suitable place for its growth. Jenkins is worried that there are extremely dangerous people in this town, but unfortunately there is no church of sages in the town.
But in any case, he was only here for a trip. Even if he wanted to investigate the dangers in the town, he could only set off again the next day with his friends to the mountains covered by snow.
The young people are clearly not sleeping well, they are not used to the unheated winter nights. Blessed by the hermit, no one caught a cold because of this, otherwise everyone's trip would be over before it even started.
As the convoy winds its way through the mountains, Jenkins leans out the window to watch the scenery outside. Far away from the city, he even forgot that this is a world with an extremely developed steam industry, but maybe after many years, even this pure land-like mountains will be occupied by humans.
The convoy stopped for a short rest at lunch time. Although there are few large carnivores in the mountains in winter, the guards reminded everyone to be careful. The cold food was obviously not very appetizing, and Jenkins ate even less than the chocolate.
He stood not far from the carriage and looked at the mountains, and saw a strange bird flying on the top of the mountain in the distance. It wasn't like an eagle, or any bird Jenkins knew. Considering that the mountains in the distance over there are truly deserted, it's not surprising that some rare animals exist.
Everyone was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, and even the chocolate couldn't get out of Jenkins' clothes. After entering the mountains, the temperature became lower, and everyone wanted to get indoors faster.
In the distance, large swaths of dark clouds are drifting over, which means that a blizzard is approaching. For some reason, Jenkins suddenly had another sense of foreboding.
The blizzard arrived just as Jenkins expected. When their carriage passed the only bridge, the blizzard was already so heavy that it was impossible to see the buildings in the distance. Therefore, when the carriage drove into the Snow Mountain Villa with great difficulty, everyone hadn't reacted yet.
By the way, when I crossed the bridge, I deliberately glanced down the mountain stream, and I couldn't see the low end between the wind, snow and clouds.
"If this bridge breaks... Hey, don't I have a flying mount?"
Thinking of this, he felt much more relaxed.
Snow Mountain Villa belongs to the Mandela family and is also named Mandela Villa. There are servants in charge of guarding and cleaning living in the villa all year round. Coupled with the servants and guards brought by the travelers, the originally deserted villa immediately became lively.
The person in charge here is Mr. Joel Bangkoks who is dressed like a butler. He is waiting for everyone at the gate of the villa holding a black umbrella, and arranges for the servants to provide everyone with blankets to keep warm temporarily.
The villa is warm and comfortable, and a sumptuous dinner has been prepared, which makes people from afar smile. The warm yellow candlelight and steaming bath water warmed their bodies and minds, and the fatigue brought by the two-day long journey was also swept away.
The distribution of the rooms has already been prepared. In the main building with three floors, men are on the second floor and women are on the third floor.
All the rooms here are open to the guests, they can enjoy a perfect holiday.
"What are you thinking?"
In the warm lounge on the first floor, Jenkins sat right in front of the fireplace, leaning forward to look at the fire. The eyes show the swaying fire, and the glass on the side also reflects the warm yellow interior. It was night and snow outside, and the cloudy clouds seen during the day really brought the bad weather.
"When I think of snow and mountains, I think of avalanches. Shouldn't such a thing happen here?"
he asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, unless the whole mountain in the distance collapses, this villa is in an absolutely safe position."
Not far away, two men were playing billiards, and the girls were standing in front of the cabinet talking about the handicrafts placed inside. They planned to take advantage of the evening to take a complete tour of the villa—even if they came every year.
It's an amazing blizzard outside, but that's what makes people inside feel safe and comfortable. It was a relief to have avoided danger, and Jenkins felt the same way.
It was Hathaway who was talking to Jenkins, and she didn't mind talking to Jenkins alone.
"I've found that Chocolate loves the warm rug, and he doesn't seem to hate leaving his territory as much as a normal cat. But he's not a normal cat... Speaking of which, where did he get those three golden hairs behind his ears? Malnourished?"
"Malnutrition?"
Jenkins repeated the phrase sarcastically, and the cat looked up at him warily. Although Jenkins temporarily gave up the kitten's weight loss plan, Chocolate is still vigilant.
"I think the possibility of overnutrition is higher. Let's talk about other topics. In fact, I'm curious whether there are any weird rumors about a mountain villa far away from human settlements, such as the existence of a monster named ' The Shining' monster or something."
He made a joke that no one knew the meaning of.
"The Shining? What's that?"
Hathaway shook her head indifferently, her long red hair swaying in the air:
"But there are indeed horror stories about this mountain village. Every year, the boys tell such stories. What do you think they want to do?"
Jenkins certainly knew what they were trying to do, and it couldn't have been more boring. But he doesn't think he should say what he understands, otherwise the conversation may go in an unexpected direction.
"They are also writers, so they want to collect material?"
The woman behind her shook her head. Such an answer was obviously pretending to be stupid. She knew it would be like this, the man in front of her didn't understand everything, sometimes she just didn't want to understand. But it doesn't matter, with Miss Michel here, she doesn't know what to do now.
"But why should I think about such a thing, it's impossible for me to be with him..."
She subconsciously looked at her lover, and Miss Michel happened to be looking here too, smiling happily at the two of them.
The people in the villa are not worried about the snowstorm outside, because the food and fuel stored here are enough for them to survive the whole winter. I just hope that the snowstorm will not delay the trip. The original plan is to go hiking to find the hot spring that is not frozen all year round.
Today's journey into the mountain made everyone a little tired, and everyone had plans for tomorrow, so they returned to their rooms one after another around nine o'clock.