I Became the Snow Woman I Made

3 – Snow Woman Reborn (3)

Why did this happen?

I looked at the opponent in front of me with tension. An existence that looked down on me with a sense of coercion from its enormous height with its huge and colorful wings folded. For some reason, I feel like I’m going to be weighed down by those eyes that feel nervous.

“……”

I don’t remember coming to this world and harming anyone. I just went about my day as usual. Could this be the first crisis you encountered after being possessed?

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Anyway, a year has passed.

There was no clock or calendar, so it wasn’t an accurate calculation, but it felt like it was going that way. From a modern perspective, it may seem like a very long time has passed, but it really wasn’t.

Because everything I did during that time was there. First of all, I cleaned up the messy warehouse, checked out useful items, and repeated training to properly handle magic. This training was done with the help of various items.

And, although they had almost everything they needed, they decorated the interior of the castle, which was boring, with the help of items, and when they got tired, they went to the dressing room and enjoyed their own rest. The important point was that he had to keep accumulating mana throughout the process up to this point.

That magic power is used in the next process. In fact, the most important and most time-consuming item of the year. It was the spirit creation time.

“mmm…”

Suppressing the mana that tries to jump out with a high degree of control and unite in one place. The clumping and procrastinating magic contained fragments of the spirit. It’s been repeated countless times, but it’s still not an easy task.

I could clearly understand why no one in the game could reinforce the reduced number of spirits. Spirits are composed of pure mana, and those who harbor even the slightest impurity are beings that can never be created. However, even I, who had more pure mana than anyone else, had to spend a day’s worth of mana to create a low-level spirit.

Since spirits are very sensitive, there should not be even an inch of shaking during the production process, so I couldn’t be vigilant for a moment. If I, who has pure mana, was like this, I wouldn’t be able to think of a human species with a large amount of impurities added to it.

“Looking at it that way, it’s rather fortunate that she was possessed by the snow woman… No, if she hadn’t been possessed by the snow woman in the first place, she wouldn’t have to worry.”

Concentrating on the work, I followed the flow of consciousness, and then I shifted my gaze. In one corner of the room, children who looked like dolls the size of fingers were squealing. Some snowflakes floated over it.

– Wow! Don’t do it! It’s cold

– Is it cold? What do you mean cold?

– It means that your body shrinks from being annoyed! Quilly did that sometimes!

The voices of the spirits rang not in my ears, but in my head. Since there was no organ to produce voice, it was to express one’s thoughts by whole tone. Not all spirits are like that, and there were those who couldn’t use the whole tone or even though they could use it, they didn’t talk at all.

If that’s the case, why are they so loud? Is it because they are all in one place, or are the freekes special? Well, it’s better than silence, but you still have to concentrate, so let’s pay attention.

“Noisy.”

A hard tone and a chilly voice. Even though the words come out of my mouth, sometimes I am startled. There is no problem when talking to oneself, but because of the setting that ‘speaking is cold’, when talking to others, it really feels like frost in May.

The spirits trembled in amazement as if the coolness had been transmitted.

– Quilly is cold!

-I’m in a state of being annoyed and shrinking!

-No! This is mad!

“Haa…”

This is Won, not a kindergarten teacher. The conversation itself works, but if you ask if you can communicate because of that, it doesn’t. Perhaps it was because he had just been born, his mental age was that of an infant.

“…What else is cold?”

Those who can’t even feel the cold. Well, that’s the same for me too. There were times when the impressions of modern people, imprinted in my brain, popped out without even knowing it. The expression “Cold” Was one of them, but since it was a word that was completely incomprehensible, it seemed that they interpreted it in their own way.

Anyway, these were the ‘lower snow spirits friques’ I created while living in the snow castle. It takes a whole day to make one, so it was not possible to challenge intermediate level or higher yet.

Even if each one had a day’s worth of mana, it was not possible to produce it like in a factory because the work was so heavy labor. So, inevitably, the day of creation came irregularly, but after about a year, I wonder if it has become a fairly large family.

“Although all of them are Fricke.”

True to the name of the snow woman, Quilière’s attributes were focused on snow and winter. No, there was no other attribute itself other than those that simply went beyond the level of concentration. There is no talent, and apart from self-examination, the item is completely closed in the game system.

Because of that, the only thing I could create was the Snow Spirit. I’ve touched other spirits before, but it didn’t work. This was a separate issue from Mana’s chastity.

“I don’t think it matters.”

Other spirits wouldn’t be able to survive in this cold weather anyway. After thinking about it for a long time, I felt the reaction and lowered my gaze. The snowflakes, like eggs just before hatching, were shaking violently.

It is complete. Sensing that, I removed my hand and watched the birth in silence. From here, there was nothing I could do. I just had to wait for the spirit to take care of itself and form an ego and come out of the world.

This moment was very important, as not all spirits could safely form their beings. In that respect, it is no different from hatching a bird. If the hatching fails, the spirit also faces death.

Of course, I wasn’t particularly worried about that. So far, the spirits I created have never failed to hatch. I don’t know the exact reason, but I’m guessing that it’s probably due to the environment. A snow spirit is born in a snow castle piled up in the middle of the continent’s only snowfield, but it’s quite possible that a problem arises.

Even the creator of the spirits was a snow woman biased only towards the snow attribute, so there was no environment more blessed than this. As expected, a new Fricke was born without any obstacles. From the snowflakes that stopped the turbulence, the arms of the spirit protruded, and bright eyes appeared.

“Hello.”

I implied a greeting. The birth of life has always been a wonderful moment, and as the person who brought them into the world, I had the duty to greet them first. His tone was still cold, but even so, it was very kind from my point of view.

-·······.

But he just stared at me without saying anything. Eventually, when those eyes gradually widened, and the fluff on the snowballs began to tremble as if they had been touched by hot water, I intuited the following words.

-It’s winter!

The guy shouted, raising his arms and not even having his eyes wide open.

– Winter speaks!

Instead of rubbing my forehead, I swallowed a bitter smile. I had no idea what to say. That’s because all the dozens of freekes I’ve made so far have shown the same reaction.

Spirits are classified as mental bodies made of pure mana. It had no skin, no organs, and no age, so it wasn’t a good idea to call it a creature we commonly know. In a way, it was natural that such a spirit’s vision was different from that of ordinary people.

So even though I didn’t understand it, I was convinced. Apparently, because of Snow Woman’s extreme setting, I seemed to look like snow or winter itself in the eyes of the spirits. My wish to express ‘a phenomenon that is neither a living body nor a mental body’ was unintentionally fulfilled.

“That’s great, but… I wanted to see it through the screen.”

I watched the fricke I just made while sighing for an unknown number of times. He was surrounded by other frikkes welcoming his new family.

-Hi!

– Nice to meet you!

-Oh, oh oh…

Little fingers the size of a finger surrounded the newly born little snowflake. Soon, the boy also softened and changed into a child like him. Due to the nature of the spirit, which has no fixed form, it could change into many forms, and a humanoid was one of them.

It’s usually a form they take when they feel happy or safe, but this snow castle seemed to be their home. Conversely, when it feels threatened or is ready for battle, it transforms into a wolf. He looked around and stopped in front of the table.

– What is this?

-Ah, this is a cake. Not sweet

-What’s sweet?

– It is the opposite of cold. It means that you feel good and your body is alive.

-Feels? Vigor?

“Ha…”

I just turned off my attention because I thought the outfit would explode. They keep perverting people’s words as they please and spreading them around. How can you understand that kids who can’t even eat food are sweet in the first place?

Now, they didn’t bother to correct themselves so that they could take care of themselves. I stared blankly into space, thinking about what to do next. Today, the work day ended very quickly, so there was nothing to do.

“Shall we make another one?”

Originally, after making one, I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was rest, but today I was in good shape. And on a day like this, I had to put more effort into it so that it would be easier later on. They are all kids who will help me someday.

“…Would that help?”

First of all, I believe so. I held two of the items piled up next to me for work assistance. ‘Elixir of Mana Circulation’ and ‘Elixir of Magic Control’. It was the most favorite combination when I made spirits.

Elixir of circulation, which increases the circulation rate so that mana gathers quickly, and Elixir of control, which affects dominance and operational power, eventually leading to an increase in control. These two are the top items in the warehouse and have been helping for quite some time.

Compared to a year ago, I have improved a lot, but my magical skills are still not that great. There were still frequent missteps in control, and each time it did, it would create fog or bring a blizzard. Some might say that I only grew that much, but I knew that was a big deal.

“The NPCs are great.”

Recalling the heroes of the Four Seasons War who handled magic as if it were their own limbs, I felt a new sense of respect. Well, that’s what makes them unique. Among the people in this world who were born with mana, there were only a handful of people who could handle magic properly.

As such, mana was a difficult field. At least since I had pure mana, the efficiency was good, and I didn’t even want to imagine what it would have been like without him. Thinking that I should be grateful for the situation I was given from now on, I poured the elixir down my throat.

“Mmm…”

A subtle taste that is ambiguous to say. It was the moment when I thought about whether to eat at least a piece of cake before starting the full-scale work. A roaring sound came from far away.

Goooooh!

“……”

The noise of the spirits playing in my head stopped. After stiffening up for a moment, I stood up and looked at the epicenter of the sound. I saw something approaching the window at great speed.

It was great speed, great size. It was obviously flying towards the front of the castle, which increased in size several times with every blink of an eye. I thought it would take less than 30 seconds to arrive and at the same time I was convinced that I was the one I knew.

I also had to act quickly.

“Stay still and stay here.”

After ordering the freekes, we headed outside. When I moved to the shortest route I was already familiar with, I was able to leave the back door in an instant. The weather outside was sunny for the first time in a while.

The wind was still, and the snow was not blowing as hard as usual. The snowfield was hit by the bright sunlight and diffused light, and there was no news of a blizzard that raged every day. Looking at the scenery, I could understand why I was in good shape today.

“Why on a day like this…”

Are you really looking for me? Wasn’t it implicitly allowed to leave it alone for a year? While complaining in my heart, I moved in the direction from which it flew. In front of the castle, on a low-built hill, that being was sitting down.

“…!”

It was a visual that made me speechless when I saw it with my own two eyes even though I was determined. An overwhelming height that requires you to look up infinitely even though there is a considerable distance, and a charisma that gives a sense of intimidation to all beings just by standing.

The dragon, which is always mentioned when choosing the strongest race, stands upright in front of me. Even with a very distorted expression.

‘It’s a big deal.’

What is it? Why? I don’t have the skills to read a dragon’s expression, but this looks like it’s angry. I swear I didn’t do anything to offend. In the first place, now is the first time, what could he have done?

‘He said he had a better personality than that.’

The white dragon’s rod. In other words, Pankaji Mishra, the ‘silver dragon king’. She has lived here for thousands of years as the guardian and maintainer of this snow field. For some reason, she resents beings on earth, but she also possesses a character that never gets out of the snowfield and does no harm.

Even if you have enough strength to do so. Rather than venting her anger, she was the one who made it her business to protect this snowy field forever by following the owner’s command. It is said that it will not last forever, but at least it is valid until now, a thousand years before the original work. It must be so.

‘Why are you angry?’

You won’t take out your anger because it’s right in front of you, right? As if to answer that question, Mishra opened her mouth.

[Who are you?]

A dragon’s voice imbued with magic. Every word of it gave me a strong sense of pressure, befitting a dragon that obeys the spirit of the word. However, all I felt was psychological pressure, and there was no physical penalty at all.

I wondered if this was due to the setting, but it’s not a situation to worry about calmly. More important than that is Mishra. You need to hurry up and figure out her current feelings.

[How did you cross the ice mountain range? Rather, since when have you been here? What is this castle again! Did you build What the hell have you been doing while I was asleep!]

The dragon king, who flapped his wings and let out a roar, showed strong anger and corresponding nervousness. Then I could see why she was upset.

‘You’re worried that I didn’t do something wrong.’

I just had all the information I needed in the dialog. She obeys her master’s command and is protecting the snowfield. However, since few people visit the snowfield in the first place, she must have fallen asleep safely. Balaur are beings that transcend cognition, so it wouldn’t be strange if they slept for a year.

Above all, I did not come to this land normally. So it was no wonder that some of the devices she might have prepared didn’t detect me. At this point, I saw hope.

‘I just need to clear up the misunderstanding.’

It was a lot easier than I thought.

Contrary to my intention, I gave her a last name, but other than this I did nothing to offend her. After telling the truth, if you are officially allowed to live here, the case is over.

Could there be anything simpler than this?

Relieved inside, I opened her mouth to calm her down first. A certain fact that came to mind at that moment hit my brain, but it was already too late. Like a bowstring, the horse was shot.

“…Noisy.”