I Became the Snow Woman I Made

18 – The Spiral of Destiny (2)

Among the nobles of the empire famous for their nobility, the Duke of Griffeon ranks first.

His blood was so great that the faces of the successors of this generation were also splendid.

Relatively little mentioned behind Artan, who is said to be a gift from God, but Bullize Grypheon, a genius princess born with a talent that will dominate the world.

And swordsman Harold Grypheon, who is famous all over the world for his abilities that are already in full bloom.

An exceptional heretical son in the Grypheon family, which has produced many excellent people for generations. It was truly the pride of the bloodline and equals of the empire.

Moments after Quilière had left, Boulizer spoke softly.

“…She was a very pretty person.”

“Yes, if that person were my wife… Huh!”

Harold stopped talking and expressed his bewilderment.

He immediately stuck to his shameless attitude at the stinging gaze he felt.

“When you grow up, you will become prettier.”

“It’s already late. And is that a compliment?”

She let out a sigh and walked between her bookshelves and switched her topic.

“It was the paper he was holding, the publication of the ruins. It must be really famous these days.”

“It’s not like he’s missing him for nothing.”

Mysterious structure ruins with origins in the distant past. Everyone has heard of it at least once, but only a handful of people have actually seen it.

Because of this, the new ruins that suddenly appeared in the imperial territories became the cub of the crowd every day.

“Thanks to that, the eunuchs will be very troublesome.”

The ‘guy’ they are talking about is… Harold’s lord and troublemaker, and Bullyze’s childhood friend, a boy.

Prince, Artan Pricus.

“Hmm, I’ve never seen the ruins either. It’s quite interesting.”

I didn’t mention that name just in case.

Artan is currently immersed in ruins. It was not a daydream that would fade in a few days, but a deep interest.

Harold frowned.

“Are you the same? As you know, the ruins are different from the ones you’ve seen in the literature. Don’t even think about going there.”

“Well… I know. If I get hurt or something, it will be rude to a lot of people, right? I don’t intend to go. He might be different.”

When Bully Zeh was younger than he is now, when he was still not quite discerning, he remembered the magic master who taught him. She

She was a caring and kind woman. She was likable, and she thought they were friends. It was a time when she was ignorant of the world in many ways.

The day after her own hand was scratched, she disappeared.

“It’s enough to know. This guy… I don’t think he’ll run out like last time.”

Unlike normal ruins, it was dangerous to go near the new ruins, let alone enter. All kinds of natural disasters were a daily occurrence in that area.

Currently, the court mages and scholars are looking for a way, but it was best to leave it alone until then.

However, he wasn’t the prince who would be eaten even if he said such a thing.

The boy already had a history of leaving the imperial palace alone with a childish mind.

He hated adults who unilaterally protected and restricted him as if he were the weak. He was born with enormous talent, but that was a case of poison.

He may become a Myeonggun later, but he was an immature child now.

“I’m going to run away. My brother really is… You don’t know much about him.”

However, Bullyze calmly declared that Artan would cause a commotion. Having seen him for a long time, she knew.

There was no way I could just pass by what I was interested in.

Harold flinched and became slightly impatient.

“Is that true? Then when you’re like this… Ah! I see, that was it.”

He hurriedly nodded as if he had realized something.

“So you came to the library? To investigate the ruins and stop him. You moved one step ahead. You are like my younger brother.”

“What are you talking about? Why am I stopping it?”

Bullyze sprinkled cold water on Harold’s smile.

She flipped through her library with her sullen face.

“I came here to satisfy my thirst for knowledge because they were just talking about the ruins. Since I can’t go there myself, I have to be content with this at least.”

It was the true intention without the slightest adornment.

Sensing that, Harold was speechless, then hurriedly said,

“…Worry a little bit. Isn’t this a childhood friend you’ve seen for years? The last time I was discovered right away and nothing special happened, but this time it might be different. If you’re alone and get hurt, it’s a big deal.”

“You have a brother.”

At the sword master’s concerns, the princess responded with a smile. Harold frowned.

“What?”

“If you think it’s going to be dangerous by following it secretly, please help me. Even if I try to stop it anyway, they won’t listen.”

Bullyze never got along with Artan.

He had his own affection for the boy. However, his behavior these days was the worst for her.

That immature figure reflects one’s faults like a mirror.

And the fastest way to grow was to go through hardships. She needed an opportunity to calmly contemplate herself.

The girl smiled brightly.

“No, you can let it hurt a little bit. You might come to your senses when you’re hurt.”

The ruins were located not far from Robrock. I stopped for a moment on the street where I could see the Hwangseong. It reminded me of the Artan Pricus that should be there.

“Unusual sage Artan…”

Even after a thousand years, he had a reputation comparable to that of the heroes of the day.

There was a person in front of him who was assumed to be one of the protagonists of the Four Seasons War II with a high probability. If that prediction is correct, he would be a person extremely close to the mainstream of this world.

So, figuring out his current state, purpose, what he was doing, and the situation around him would be of great help in understanding the flow of the world.

It might be better to talk to Artan for a while than to spend time searching through the library.

To be honest, I was very drawn to it.

There was definitely a possibility that the history of the Four Seasons War II and the Four Seasons War II, which I sucked up sweet water, were different.

This means that even though they share the same worldview, they can take completely different routes.

If so, I couldn’t guarantee my safety.

Even if the disaster started, the world was fine until a thousand years later, so I lived in peace. However, if the activity of that catastrophe has changed or if another catastrophe has been born.

You don’t know how the future development will change.

“Well, that’s unlikely, but…”

I remembered the snake god who took control of Euristia.

It was an outrageous disaster for the city dwellers, but from that point of view it was auspicious.

Apparently, in the original work, corruption was rampant in Euristia at this time, and it was said that it continued until just before the birth of a great hero hundreds of years later.

But isn’t there something strange?

No matter how corrupt it was, it wasn’t normal for it to last for hundreds of years.

Unless the citizens are puppets without reason. Power without static is inherently short-lived, unless it is a widespread phenomenon like the Middle Ages.

However, what if a variable called the snake god intervenes?

If you wield overwhelming absolute power and waged a reign of terror.

If that power was used to slaughter the ‘slanderous forces’ that interfered with the rule.

The Snake God’s followers attacked Anasha Cheryl, who was trying to suggest subjugation of the Snake God.

In that way, the handing down continued as the obstructors were removed in time. Until the great hero appears.

“That makes sense.”

I didn’t see a detailed story about corruption in the original work. I just know the information that the subjects of the negativity are the families.

If there was a snake god buried in Sato, the possibility that history would have been reversed was infinitely low.

That guy still exists in this world. And if you don’t deal with him, the corruption will continue to grow as well.

It’s unfortunate, but… The horrors of the city paradoxically prove the safety of the world.

Well, it’s unlikely that the world will go badly if the snake god is dealt with.

It was too much to ask me to take care of it.

“Even if it follows the same line as the original, it’s worth knowing.”

Because there are many things I don’t know at this time.

The more I think about it, the faster it seems to be to investigate Artan.

I wonder if there are any good plans.

“I can’t even invade the imperial castle.”

He is the crown prince.

It was an opponent who could not easily meet, and who would be regarded as a sin if approached arbitrarily.

Going to the imperial palace is dismissed. Naturally, there was a need for a way to connect without problems.

“Mmm…”

I shook my head.

Digging into the history of Artan Pricus.

The numerous incidents he experienced. Wouldn’t it be possible to have a wise contact in connection with this?

With that feeling, I followed the events that he passed or will pass in chronological order.

When I was young, there was one thing that came to my mind first.

It is an important event, and Artan, who later became an adult, said directly that it had a great influence on his growth.

But since that happened a long time ago, there is no need to consider it…

“…Come to think of it, how old is Artan now?”

I thought I would be an adult because I would be the main character of the story. When a question arose, there was a fleeting content.

Imperial historical texts seen in the library.

The current year is the 572nd year of the Imperial calendar.

As soon as I got to that point, I froze.

Artan’s adulthood was… Obviously 10 years later, in the year 582 of the Imperial calendar.

Suddenly, a stunned voice leaked out.

“…The point when Artan was a kid…?”

Sohrab was the sharpest sword and had to escort the head of the household. Because of this, Shigira became the temporary captain and led the assassination squad.

The assassination squad had excellent fighting power, but their speed was completely different from that of ordinary infantry.

They arrived at the Rib Sea, the last known location of Quilière.

Shigira looked across the open sea. The calm headwaters were calm.

“I’ve looked all around, but I can’t find any sign. I don’t see any signs of building or floating the ship.”

“I see.”

Sigilara narrowed his eyes at the subordinate’s report.

Quilière must have come here. Before she was separated from Anasha and the others, she had a rough idea of her whereabouts.

She should have come to the Lib Sea and gone to the Empire.

Many testified that her destination was Arundel. Quilière didn’t even hide that fact.

She may have been lying, but she didn’t seem like such a person.

“Then…”

How did she move?

There is a clear path to the Empire from here.

However, she had to go through a rough and cumbersome process. In that case, it was advantageous to follow Anasha Cheryl.

She would have no reason to endure such discomfort.

Then, are you saying that there is an easier route than that? As far as Shigira knew, there was no such passage.

To put it mildly… Unless you cross the sea.

“Across the sea…”

Those words made me doubt my ears.

There were no marinas near the unexplored Lib Sea. Nothing is provided for human traffic.

A man cannot cross the sea with his bare body. It was a fact that even an immature kid knew.

By the way, is Quilière a human?

The sight he saw that day shuddered even Sigilah, who had fought many fierce battles in the shadows.

It was a majesty reminiscent of the legendary archmage. Could it be that human work can cause Mother Nature and bring about winter?

“She got through this place in the most efficient way. That’s how I say it.”

I shouldn’t have rushed in to guess.

Quilière passed through this aqueduct. You have to think that way and pursue it.

Sigilara marched on rough terrain, not on the sea, with an assassination squad. It was because he judged that the reason Quilière did not follow Anasha was to use the shortest distance.

Then I had to follow the trail.

The place to go if you travel the Lib Sea at high speed.

This was the path to the Jedo Lobrock.