I Became the Snow Woman I Made

40 – Destiny Starts (4)

East end, Ice Mountains.

At any given time, a large number of figures gathered in a place where there were no people.

Among them all dressed in neat armor, a person who shined especially spoke.

“I’ll go alone from here.”

On the border dividing the frozen Sato and greenery.

At Artan’s words, the guards became agitated.

Vice-captain Hill Oz objected.

“I can’t do that! This is the Devil’s Land.”

His eyes were full of worry and concern.

“You’re going alone in a world where you won’t be able to leave even for a second and your escort won’t be enough!”

“It doesn’t fall even for a moment…”

Despite Hill Oz’s admonition, the prince had a calm face.

He stared into space as if in reminiscence.

“The Royal Guard closely escort the imperial family. Unless they go to bed or do private things, they usually stick together.”

It was the ecology of the Royal Guard.

Hill Oz had a puzzled expression at the sudden remark. Artan’s low voice continued.

“…There was only one time when my life was on the verge. It was the first humiliation I’ve ever experienced.”

The wrecked wagon came to mind in his mind.

Unforgettable memories engraved in your mind.

The sense of falling headlong into the cliff still came over me vividly.

It was an ordeal that was unlike that of noble royalty, but… Thanks to that, I was able to meet a woman.

“Even then I didn’t take the guards. I was immature. That was a decade ago.”

A voice full of remorse.

Artan concluded his speech with a wry smile.

“So this time I will go alone.”

“…Yes?”

Hill Oz blinked his blankly.

Isn’t the flow and conclusion completely different?

“Why is the conclusion like that? Didn’t you mean that you went alone and suffered hardships to learn?”

He poured it out urgently, but Artan only laughed.

“I learned. That’s why I kept you guys close.”

“Hey, but why…”

“Today is the day I stand as Artan Pricus, not the crown prince for the first time in ten years.”

In an instant, his eyes hardened.

He looked back at the guards on the border.

“It was consideration that brought you guys. I didn’t stop you guys from following me because I learned. But.”

The young prince, who no longer fits the expression of being young, looked at the mountain range with wonder.

“The existence that will be above this… Is my wish. However, it may not be an existence that I dare not disturb. Humans have already committed too great a sin.”

A mortal sin committed in the west by fools in the distant past.

A ‘disaster’ was born and it was handed down as the worst event on earth.

Many gods have left, and it is questionable whether there are really any remaining gods, but one thing is certain.

It was a fact that the ‘God of Winter’ had already left a long time ago.

“I wonder if he will remember me… One uninvited guest is enough.”

So I was still dubious.

Is Quilière truly a goddess?

If so, that means she’s back.

Many questions surfaced, but I shook my head to erase my thoughts.

In the end, it was something you would know when you face it.

“But Your Highness…”

Just when Hill Oz, who was not convinced, was about to shout something, the crown prince declared.

“It’s Hwangmyeong.”

“···!”

Hwang Myeong. At those words, the atmosphere in the audience became solemn.

The guards remained immobile with their faces stiff, and Hill Oz also opened his eyes wide.

Artan said.

“You guys are of no help anyway. Humans without spirit armor can’t survive in the Devil’s Land. To do that, you’ll have to become a legendary hero.”

“Hey, Your Highness…!”

“The only way was to block my steps. It was already too late for me to reach the icy mountains.”

“Such!”

It was Hill Oz who raised his voice, but he was convinced in his heart. That was right.

Surely His Highness gave me a chance to fulfill my duties as a Royal Guard.

It was their fault for not reading the meaning.

We missed our chance.

“I should have acted sooner…”

There must have been signs of that a long time ago.

He regretted it.

The guards stopped without being able to do this or that, and Artan easily crossed the boundary line.

A land of extreme cold where humans cannot live.

The frost-like cold wrapped around my whole body.

“…This much even with the spirit armor on.”

During the long history, the unconquered majesty was not an illusion.

There was no need to even consider the pursuit of the Royal Guard.

“Whoa…”

The armor wasn’t perfect either.

There is no way that an ordinary human can become a spirit or a hero just by wearing one.

Of course, the skill of the wearer was important, and Artan generated magical power.

“The training is worthwhile.”

The enchanted spirit’s armor glows, and elemental resistance has been strengthened.

It also stimulated blood circulation and made the body feel warm.

He shook his head.

The harder the armament, the better.

It was the moment when I climbed the mountain range for a while while enduring the cold and chills.

A rock came flying with a roar.

“!”

Peruk-!

After dodging in time, I narrowed his eyes.

A monster in the shape of a monkey was seated where the bare trees lined up.

Covered in thick fur, the guy’s eyes gleamed with life. A very hostile look.

He raised his sword too, since there was no way he would let it go.

“I didn’t think it would go smoothly either.”

Murmuring Artan rushed in.

One leap.

It was agile speed, but the monster was dodged.

───!

Hana Artan defied inertia by releasing his magical energy. The monkey was caught by its tail in its endless gallop.

Within a short period of time, an extremely efficient inspection that excludes superfluity is unfolded,

The monster’s head fell off.

“Hmm.”

Artan as a boy was called Shinjae.

He did not neglect training even though he had vast talent. It was to keep the teachings of a woman.

“I will not lose as a flower in the greenhouse.”

It is doubtful whether he has become a full-fledged flower by escaping from weeds, but his will is firm.

I was startled as I was going up to shake off the blood.

“·······.”

The same monsters as before were glaring at him. Anger was visible in the dozens of gongs.

Artan silently rolled up his sword.

It’s something I’ve been prepared for, but it won’t be easy.

─Kyaaagh!

He swung his sword at the rushing monsters.

.

.

Even after defeating them, his feet did not stop.

The snowfields of the snowy mountains were like a quagmire, pulling his feet tightly.

Blood dripped down the white snow.

“Haa… Haa…”

The Ice Mountain Range was indeed a demonic landscape.

Various types of monsters lived there, and most of them were much stronger than those of the Empire.

They were all aggressive.

He tried to suffocate himself as if he was going to stop him from climbing on top of this.

Cut, scratched, stabbed.

Although hurt and hurt, Artan did not stop. He couldn’t stop

He came this far and couldn’t go back, and he was already blocked from retreating.

“Ahhhhh.”

Fluttering lips.

Between them, white breath leaked out.

At this point, he couldn’t help but realize.

It’s dangerous.

He was now on the brink of death.

Fear filled him, but he tried to look away and bit his lip.

“…Nothing will change.”

Weren’t we prepared?

Her

Even though he knew that she would be in danger, he ran with one determination to meet her.

She has not forgotten a single day of her ten years.

“My salvation…”

The sound of rattling armor.

The terrifying roar of the monsters covering him shook the sky.

─────!

Cold blood splattered.

The collision of the teeth trembling with cold is rough.

All of that was repeated in vain like idling.

“·······.”

At some point, his eyes became blurry.

It seemed like it was foggy.

Perhaps because of the angry tinnitus, I couldn’t hear the sound of my heart beating furiously.

Suddenly he murmured.

“…Was I lacking?”

Is this the only talent that is believed to have been foretold by God?

Was it too hasty? How many more years did he have to polish his sword and devote himself to training?

Otherwise…

“…Was the heart itself wrong?”

The owner of a mysterious place where no one can live.

Shouldn’t I have dared to admire her with a human body?

Artan gritted his teeth.

“No…”

We must not collapse here.

I didn’t come here to look like this.

I gave up my weak self long ago.

In front of the broken wagon.

While drawing a woman who followed the dark thieves for herself.

“It sure did…”

The muddy snow field caught my ankle.

I moved while forcibly lifting my heavy legs.

The sensation of falling with the boy and the woman was constantly on the other side of my mind as I was dizzy.

How long has it been?

Around the time I couldn’t tell if it was a dream or real life, my eyes widened.

“······!”

When I opened my eyes, frowning in the blizzard.

Artan forgot the pain and speech for a moment.

Snowfield.

A world of innocent whiteness.

We have arrived at the true demonic realm of the Far East.

In history, only four heroes who challenged the ordeal of winter reached this place.

Could it be because I was careless about arriving?

In an instant, his knee collapsed.

“Where is she… Where is she…?”

Once the power was gone, I couldn’t stand up again.

This was the limit.

It was the time when Artan’s pupil, filled with the last heat, looked at his son-in-law.

I heard a noise.

─────!

A roaring sound as if the ground was toppled.

The strong impact shook the entire body. Something was coming.

He thought with a frozen brain.

“I’m not human…”

Then is it a monster?

However, I have never seen a monster with feet big enough to make such a sound.

He lifted his head with difficulty and looked through the blizzard.

Eventually, when a blurry silhouette appeared.

“···!”

Artan was at a loss for words once again.

His eyes widened in astonishment.

Go oh oh ──

A pale-skinned giant beyond blue.

It was huge. There was no end in sight. Even if I lifted my head as hard as I could, I couldn’t grasp the whole thing because it was covered by the snowstorm.

A truly legendary monster that overwhelms most hemp. Artan murmured dumbfounded.

“The Goddess’ Servant…!”

It was a natural guess for him.

It wasn’t entirely wrong.

The frost giant is a masterpiece created by a snow woman through her long years of pouring her magic.

······Because it was Sasquatch, an advanced snow spirit.

The snow castle was peaceful.

In the same relaxed atmosphere as always, Yeti and Frickes played well even without Quilière.

Today, on rare occasions, Mishra also came and made it a little more lively.

-Shoo! Choux! Try that, that!

No, actually, it’s not that rare these days.

The frequency of appearances of Mishra has increased significantly in recent years.

Here, the recent years were several years in terms of dragons.

Fearless Frieke waved her hand in front of her.

“What do you mean?”

-That! Breath…Brette? There’s something about blowing ice!

“Hmm…”

She placed her hand on her chin, thought for a moment, then opened her mouth. Qadadada- The breath of the white dragon erupted.

-Kyahahahahaha!

Fricke flew away like a piece of paper that met a typhoon.

She seemed very happy, perhaps because she is an eye spirit that is immune to all ice attributes.

“Hmm…”

She glared at him and wiped her mouth.

At the level of the Dragon King, even a humanoid can emit a simple breath.

Looking at the back of her white hand, she raised her head.

Tall and high—by her standards, just high—the ceiling of the lower level of the Snow Castle could be seen.

“When are you coming?”

Mishra did not recklessly go upstairs in Quilière’s absence.

Her upper floor is where she is most active.

She was not to be invaded without permission.

“It’s a continent…”

He also headed for the continent for some reason.

Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since he went out of the snowfield.

He followed the command of the snowfield guardian and stayed here for thousands of years.

Unless he rescinds his orders or assigns another assignment.

“…For what purpose.”

Did you go out to the continent?

If his guess is correct, his condition must not be normal.

It was when the gaze, buried in thought, went down.

Mishra’s spirits reacted.

“This is…!”

Snowfield is her domain.

She scattered energy all over the world to respond in time. The qi passed to her senses.

Someone arrived at the snowfield.

It was an uninvited guest.

Mishra’s forehead twisted.

“No… Wait a minute.”

Then I was surprised.

The uninvited guest was a human.

That weak race came all the way to the snowfield?

How much is this?

As soon as she jumped up, something flew out of her.

-Shoo! Once more! Once more!

“·······.”

A decent snowflake.

His eyes shone as if he had found a new toy, as if he had a taste for breath.

Looking at Frieke, Mishra quietly opened her mouth.

She would show a proper breath ─ I thought, but she reduced her output just before ejection.

-Kyaahahahaha!

I was worried that I might get hurt.

Seeing that the flying Fricke landed well, she jumped to the window without delay.

It was to carry out the order.

“…I don’t think there will be any problems.”

Judging by his senses, Sasquatch was already on his way there. How many humans can stand up to a frost giant?

However, there is always one thing.

The sooner the better.

I immediately changed into my true form and tried to run, but suddenly I remembered Quilière.

“For some reason, he liked to use human form…”

I don’t know what the reason is, but I have to respect the dignified will as a trusted duty.

······ She made an excuse, but she just wanted to follow suit. His actions.

“There is no problem.”

Since he was the Silver Dragon King himself, there was no way he would be late.

Mishra ran like a normal person, her silver hair fluttering.

Although the speed was by no means mediocre.

Meanwhile, at the beginning of the Ice Mountain Range.

A gloomy atmosphere hung over the place where the prince left. The guards were in trouble, and Hill Oz bit his lip.

“Should I go now?”

His eyes were tired from the endless conflict.

No matter how you think about it, it was crazy for your lord to cross the Devil’s Land alone.

I couldn’t stand it because I was anxious.

At this rate, I would be able to fly properly even after four months.

The members of the surroundings strongly agreed.

“You’re right, Commander! We cannot leave His Highness the Crown Prince unattended!”

“That’s right. This is the Devil’s Land!”

“Magic Realm…”

I repeated that word.

That was the problem. Even if we go, can we really do something?

In this land that is no different from humans’ natural enemies, ordinary humans without spirit armor were mere insignificance.

This is the part that I really realized when I tried to chase after the prince after he left.

“I should have caught it then…”

The best thing was to block it before it went.

Even if it was Hwangmyeong, he should have sacrificed himself and captured it as a servant.

Hill Oz lamented.

Who is to blame if something goes wrong with that body? No, it was fortunate that it ended with a change.

“What should I do…?”

Is there really no way out?

When he couldn’t do this or that, he heard footsteps.

Regular sounds.

Hill Oz turned around at the seemingly unwavering noise. The pupil widened.

“…?!”

There was a beautiful woman who took her breath away.

A woman with her hair hanging down reminiscent of her icy mountains. All of the guards opened their mouths dumbfounded at the unexpected encounter with her.

The first thing that came to my senses was Hill Oz.

He felt belatedly ashamed.

The lord is in danger, but he is seduced by this.

Cutting off her agony, he said to the approaching woman.

“Who are you?”

“·······.”

The woman stood tall.

She stared at him and his men without answering. Hill Oz came out a little forcefully.

“···Go back. This is the Devil’s Land. This is not the place for a woman like you to come.”

“What are you?”

The woman asked, ignoring his words.

She has a cheeky tone, but Hill Oz somehow thought it was natural.

Suddenly, the answer came out.

“It’s the Imperial Guard.”

“…The Royal Guard?”

“That’s right. I’m serving His Highness the Crown Prince.”

The woman who had been stiff for a moment looked around her once again. Her eyes changed dramatically.

Her small lips swelled.

“Did Artan go up here?”

“Yes…”

Hill Oz somehow responded again.

It’s something you can’t deny… But what did you just say?

“How do you know the name of His Highness the Crown Prince…?”

This must be a remote place, far from the Empire.

As if lost in her thoughts, the woman did not answer.

She muttered instead.

“… Stupid.”

“What? Did you mean me?”

“No.”

She left him standing there bewildered, and Quilière made his way to the mountains.

Heel Oz’s reaction was quite slow for such a nonchalant attitude.

“Wait. Stop! You don’t know where this is! If you go there, you will die!”

The woman didn’t care what was said behind her back.

Reluctantly, Hill Oz fastened her armor and pursued. Her unit commander was followed by the guards.

“Ugh, ugh! My hands…”

“Cool. Cool! I can’t breathe properly…”

However, the extreme climate was an enormous barrier.

The guards who were barred from their doorstep had no choice but to be pushed out helplessly.

“…Oops.”

Realizing the mistake, Artan shook her head.

Goddess. The word is not taken carelessly.

You shouldn’t mention it until you reveal yourself.

It was an unwritten rule about the existence of a higher dimension, penetrating the mythology of the continent.

I gave strength to my arm and slightly raised my body.

In that state, Artan cautiously looked up at the frost giant.

“My confidant… Why are you in front of me…?”

-·······.

Despite the prince’s words, the frost giant just stood still. As the tense Artan tried to ask again, a voice came from above.

-It’s a mysterious creature!

“···!”

No, it wasn’t the voice.

The voice was echoing in my brain, not my ears.

“Is this… Whole tone?”

A phenomenon or ability that has appeared frequently in literature, although it is the first time experiencing it in person.

I’m sure it’s mainly used by spirits…

Something was caught in his agonizing eyes.

Snowflakes falling down from the shoulders of giants. It had slender arms attached to its white body.

“Spirit…?”

Even though I had seen the body, it was the first time I had seen an adult spirit.

Seeing that rare spirit right in front of you.

Looking at the dazed Artan, the spirit, Frieke, chattered.

-What is this? It looks similar to Quilly, but it’s not wintery at all… And it’s different from Shu…

The gaze of the spirits was very different from that of humans.

It didn’t meet people’s aesthetic standards, and even showed what they couldn’t see.

Fricke, who was continuing his own struggles, made a gesture that he realized.

-Aha aha! You are human!

Hurrah- Fricke raised both hands happily.

The bewildered Artan reacted to a proper noun.

“Quilie? ···Quillière?”

– Huh…? Do you know Quilly!?”

The two were surprised by each other’s words.

Fricke was flustered, and Artan hurriedly shouted.

“I know! I don’t know her very well… I’m here to meet her.”

– Uh hmm hmm! You like Quilly!

“…Yes?”

Artan was visibly taken aback by Fricke’s twinkling words.

This is the first time I’ve received such direct criticism.

The moment he was about to answer with his own determination, Fricke intercepted his words.

– Me too! Quillie is adorable! Everyone loves Quilly!

“·······.”

Artan slightly avoided his gaze.

It was an honest feeling that was naive.

He would never have been able to do that.

More than that, this spirit of her seemed to know her very well.

Artan swallowed her saliva and asked.

“Quillier… Who she is… Do you know who she really is?”

It was a fundamental question.

It was the actual core, and Artan was nervous.

Fricke innocently put the magic ball into it.

– Quilly is winter! …No, is it snow?

The guy tilted his head innocently.

The spirit’s eyes were different from those of humans, and in fact, it wasn’t completely wrong.

A race called snow women that did not exist in this world.

She goes with him and her decorative settings are actually applied, and now she has become something unknown even to herself.

Nevertheless, the most accurate word to describe Quilière was ‘Snow Woman’, but now her popularity is lower than that of a vampire.

Because only one person knows.

“Winter…!”

Anyway, Artan, who heard Frieke’s words as soon as possible, was convinced with her astonishment.

Was it like that too?

“Now.”

The fog seemed to clear.

As soon as I figured out her identity, her mind became much more comfortable.

At that time, a strong snow wind blew.

Whiiying—!

“Keuuugh…!”

A chill as if flesh were burning.

Goosebumps rose as her forgotten pain was revived. Yes, there was something else I had to do right away.

Wasn’t he dying just a moment ago?

It can no longer block the spirit armor.

At this rate, I would have to pay the invoice.

Fortunately, salvation came.

When Artan tried to ask Fricke for help, the frost giant wriggled.

─────!

That alone made the ground shake.

Said Frieke, looking at her giant.

-Ah, it must be boring. Sasquatch is about to return.

The spirit seemed to be able to grasp the psychology of a giant. When Artan had such thoughts, Fricke calmly declared.

-Then goodbye human! I’ll go

“… What?”

A shocking remark.

As he doubted his ears, Fricke floated up and disappeared into her blizzard.

There was nothing to stop it.

─────!

The giant moved away at the same speed as the raging waves, befitting his height.

It was impossible to catch.

The hope that came suddenly disappeared again in an instant.

“What if I just leave…”

I have to help…

Only vague murmurs echoed in the air.

My limbs, cold as ice, were dull.

The crown prince, who was weak again, collapsed.

Was he so pathetic? He thought it was a feeling he had already forgotten.

It was a time when he was chewing on frustration like some other day.

I heard a soft voice.

“Stupid.”

“!”

A familiar voice.

It’s been a long time since I’ve heard it, but I forgot the pain in the familiar tone and suddenly looked back.

In an instant, the world stopped.

“······· Ah.”

She was there.

A person who saved and guided me when I was young.

She is my fire and ice, and she is a high-dimensional being.

······Quillière.

Artan felt like he was about to burst into tears.

“Finally, we met…”

It was the first reunion in ten years.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

The problem was the son of a boy who fell in front of his eyes. I pressed my throbbing forehead and searched her memory.

“·······.”

Was there an event like this in the original work?

It’s how certain streams came to be like this.

Artan Pricus.

Prince of the Empire.

He is called Shinjae and is the protagonist of a scenario that will become a rare saint in the future.

Why is a person who should be working hard for the safety of the world dying here?

That too alone.

Did you fantasize about dying?

“… Haa.”

There was a certain degree of foolishness.

I was dumbfounded and annoyed.

I looked down at him without hiding my emotions.

A cool voice came out of nowhere.

“Stupid weeds.”

I should have lived in a greenhouse.