I Became the Snow Woman I Made

19 – The Spiral of Destiny (3)

I was a child.

It was at the point when Crown Prince Artan Pricus was just a kid.

Something was strange.

“Can a child be the protagonist of a story…?”

The crown prince Artan, who had a tremendous reputation… No, he will be famous.

He rightly assumed that Lira would be one of the main supporting characters in The Four Seasons II. Was it a mistake?

“Or… Is it a development that builds up from the protagonist’s childhood?”

There was a possibility.

In the first place, I know very little about the Four Seasons War II. It also made no sense to leave out a person like Artan.

If that’s the case, why did you build up such a narrative?

When this happened, I needed to meet more.

I had to check how Artan’s settings hadn’t changed.

There was also a fortunate point.

Since Artan in adulthood is already a complete body, he must be a difficult opponent in many ways. But as a child, he should be easy to handle.

“Wait, this is rather…”

It may be an opportunity.

An important event he experienced in his childhood that he recalled earlier. He must have been in trouble after heading to the ruins alone.

It seemed like I knew where the ruins were.

“That’s it.”

I looked at the ruins publications.

Ruins are mysterious and rare structures. Everything has already happened in ancient times, so there is no new birth or anything.

Excavation has already been completed for all the prominent ruins.

What has not been revealed so far is that it is hidden somewhere or appears only when certain conditions are met.

This new ruin should have been an example of that.

Workers accidentally touched something that was sleeping and the defense mechanism was activated, and that is the abnormal climate.

How many times can such a rare thing happen?

In addition, the case of a new ruin appearing in an Imperial Territory where the majority of areas have been reclaimed… It was a rare occurrence, at least once in hundreds of years.

So, the ruins that Artan was headed for.

It suddenly appears and draws his attention, and is located not far from the imperial castle, where he can decide to visit alone… There is only this attribute ruin.

Coincidentally, the destination overlapped.

“It’s better.”

It would be welcome if they came from there without the need for me to go to meet them.

Moreover, it was possible to have a private conversation without any interruption. Above all, if he helped him in trouble and gave him grace, his future prospects would be bright.

Let’s see, I’m sure he’ll visit around this time.

Judging by the situation where the ruins have become such a hot topic, they may have already started.

Then no. If you’re late, it’s a joke.

I hurriedly walked towards my destination.

Meanwhile, Anasha Cheryl, who has arrived in the Empire, is seeking her help by reviving her old connections.

“Kheum, it must be difficult.”

“Don’t do that…”

“I want to help as well, but you can see the desperation on your face. An emotion that you couldn’t even see in front of a high-ranking monster.”

A group of people affected by the disaster asked an influential person they came in contact with to stay in a temporary accommodation.

Their treatment was a matter to be resolved by the upper level of the Empire.

Anasha focused on subjugating the snake god.

“If you want help, hide your feelings or go find someone who doesn’t know you.”

A well-known adventurer with whom he had performed missions several times before shook his head.

Anasha, who dropped her gaze, quickly regained her will and went to the next person.

He was the leader of a prestigious mercenary corps, but once acted as a temporary member when there was a shortage of magicians.

“…The snake god?”

“Yes. Now that’s why the city…”

“Enough, that’s it. I doubt that such an existence exists, but I do know one thing. I’m going to leave.”

Anasha was a skilled battle mage.

She hasn’t been mentioned since it’s been a long time since she left the Empire, but she was quite famous when she was active.

So, she and the people she had a connection with were also her insignificant bets.

They were curious about the existence called God, but they were intrigued. They crossed the line of death countless times, so rather than being scared, the spirit of victory was stimulated.

The only problem was that it was Anasha who delivered the news.

They were well aware of her potential.

Skills comparable to theirs at a young age. She is a woman with the heart of a warrior who is not easily feared.

Who is the monster that made her desperately seek her help?

She couldn’t solve it on her own, so she revisited her hometown, which she left, and broke up her old ties, which were her business relationships. The crisis detection sensor that developed as she passed her line of sight sounded her alarm.

They love adventure and challenges, but they don’t run on all fours.

“Go back.”

Anasha, who was kicked out again, was bruised for a moment, then knocked on her door at random.

Every time she met a person in her memory, she sincerely asked for it. She really hoped to defeat the snake god.

The city she loved, her second home, was destroyed. Outstanding sociability, she had many acquaintances with her.

Because of one snake god, all of them were depressed, and some crossed the river of no return.

There is no retreat now.

It was finished only when the body was returned to the earth.

“Why…?”

However, all requests for relief were rejected.

What about her own expression? Is she in such a strange state?

She knew her prospects would be lower than that, but she never thought she would be rejected by everyone.

Why are those brave warriors…?

-You can catch it.

Suddenly, the snow woman came to mind.

After that day, the sights that remain in her mind like her lingering memories. The saying that you can catch the snake god… Is it true?

Information about gods could be found in many old books. Beings that stand above all life.

I don’t know what qualifications you have to have to become a god.

However, the snake god was definitely a monster worthy of being called a superpowered god.

Can I really beat that? Whenever such a question arises, the scenery emerges as if recalling it.

A blizzard rages, and blue-white hair flutters.

Looking up at the sky in the middle of the cold was cold and beautiful.

Is she really human?

If she could kill a god, she wouldn’t be human anymore. Kill God…

– Disgusting.

– Yes?

-God.

I couldn’t forget the expression on Quilière’s face at that time.

She seemed to have a strong hatred for God. What made her that way

I wonder if she has lived her life leaving some footprints.

“There’s no way to find out now.”

She left Quilier.

There is no way to meet her, and even if she did, there was no reason for her to help subdue the snake god.

She would be perfect if she could borrow her power, but she missed the time.

Anasha let out a sigh and decided to go find her ‘last opponent’. She didn’t want to go, and didn’t even consider it, but she was the last line.

A person with the strongest power among her acquaintances.

-Anasha, can I do this?

A girl who smiled with an innocent face shimmered.

The imperial palace where darkness has descended.

After the lights out time passed, the boy who had closed his eyes in the dark bed suddenly got up.

The two eyes were bright as if they hadn’t even been able to find them.

The boy, Artan, moved stealthily towards the window.

He even used his unique footwork to prevent the escort knights standing in front of the bedroom from detecting his presence.

It was learned secretly during training with the instructor.

“No one will ever know…”

The footsteps imbued with magic were exceptionally quiet.

Artan was unique among geniuses.

It’s amazing to be a magic user at this age, but it’s a natural ability to control and operate that surpasses most knights.

It wasn’t for nothing that the court knights praised him as a ‘God-sent talent’.

However, perhaps it was because he was born with such outstanding talent, Artan’s self-esteem was very high.

He hated adults who looked up to him but regarded him as something he had to protect.

It’s good to look up.

He deserved it himself. But why did they oppose everything and prevented them from leaving the palace on their own?

“I am not an underdog.”

Artan considered himself strong.

He was actually strong enough to barely defeat any lower-ranking knight. He was ridiculous considering his age.

So… One ruin alone was enough.

Even though it was late at night, the palace guards were quite strict.

Perhaps the guards were reinforced because they got caught after escaping the palace the other day.

I was taken aback, but I had no intention of giving up.

Concentrate your mind to release his mana in more detail. He landed lightly and climbed the wall.

He hid himself using walls and fences as a shield, avoiding the sight of the guards.

It was an amazing skill.

“I’ll change your mind.”

Ruins appeared in the vicinity of Robrock, and the inside of the imperial castle was also upset. In particular, scholars with deep knowledge of archeology shined their eyes.

Artan first knew of the existence of the ruins at that time, and at that moment he was seized by the sense of lightning.

This is it.

A structure called a ruin that everyone admires and admires. If you solve this alone, they will have no choice but to see it again.

You will no longer treat yourself as an underdog.

“An artifact that is said to be sleeping inside the ruins… If you get it.”

Above all else, it will be a solid proof.

Also, I felt my heart pounding.

A hero who breaks through the ruins and is recognized as a relic that has been sealed for hundreds or thousands of years.

Isn’t it like a hero in a legend?

A distorted psychology derived from repulsion towards adults who go against their will.

That childish mind drives many people, including himself, into a pit… But now he couldn’t realize it.

Artan strode endlessly with body movements reminiscent of an intelligence operation.

He had a few close moments along the way, but he was witty and didn’t get caught.

He eventually arrived at the entrance of the imperial castle where the stables were located.

Seeing that a coachman was left just in time, Artan thought the sky was helping him.

“Hey.”

“Huh? Who… Whoa!”

The diligent coachman who stayed late to maintain the carriage was shocked.

Why is His Highness the Crown Prince here? It must have been a long time since the lights were turned off.

He trembled and lowered his head.

“Tae, Your Highness the Crown Prince.

A master who dares not look at you.

The coachman, immersed in bewilderment, couldn’t think of how to show his respect.

Then, when he tried to kneel down, judging that he was not treated well enough… Artan stopped him.

“All right. Rather, coachman, pick me up.”

“…Yes?”

The coachman doubted his ears.

What is this again?

A person as noble as the crown prince does not go out casually. A carefully selected wagon and driver, as well as a number of guardsmen, are required for daily use…

“That, Tae, Your Highness the Crown Prince. Where are the others?”

It was. There was no one around the prince.

It couldn’t be, and it shouldn’t be.

The coachman felt an ominous feeling rapidly rising.

“I won’t say it twice. Pick me up.”

However, he had to bow his head and obey the determined boy’s words. Artan boarded the wagon that was being maintained by the coachman, and soon the driver’s seat was also filled.

Soon, the wagon rattled and headed for the outer gate.

The number of guards guarding the outer gate was the lowest among all the entrances to the imperial castle. Besides, it is late at night now.

I was able to subdue only one or two people who were tired. As soon as the awakened guards reported the situation, the chase would begin, so we had to hurry.

In fact, riding a horse rather than a carriage was much better in terms of mobility.

However, the prince had no experience of riding a ‘uncomfortable thing’ called a horse. He hadn’t even considered it because he had only used the comfortable seats in the wagon all along.

In many ways, he was an immature and immature boy.