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Companions are companions precisely because you trust them unconditionally… In the howling wind and snow, Yulian carried Stark, and Fern carried Frieren, moving forward with great difficulty.
The wind and snow were heavy; every deep footprint Yulian made was instantly covered by the wind and snow after he took another step.
In this vast expanse of wind and snow, in this white world, before the might of nature, let alone powerful magic users or warriors,
anyone trapped here for a long time would, like ordinary people, die with regret.
"Mr. Yulian, is it really this way?!"
Fern called out with difficulty.
Even with Yulian leading the way, blocking most of the wind and snow, she still struggled with every step.
"Fern, we have to trust Frieren!"
Yulian shouted with his head down, trying to prevent the wind and snow from entering his mouth.
For minor things it was fine, but in the face of such a life-or-death matter, Frieren was absolutely reliable!
Besides, Yulian had no other choice but to trust Frieren; after all, he himself was even more of a directionally challenged person than Frieren!
"Mr. Yulian, I think I see it!"
As Fern nodded in agreement with Yulian's words, her gaze seemed to catch sight of a blurry wooden house in the distance.
This was the path up the mountain, but also the path to another mountainside.
So-called snow mountains are generally like layers of overlapping peaks, one after another.
Yulian followed Fern's gaze and indeed saw a wooden house at the foot of a snowy mountain ahead!
"Fern!"
"Push a little harder!"
As Yulian shouted, he reached out a hand to Fern.
In such extremely cold weather, Yulian's horns on his forehead were faintly visible.
Yulian's physical condition in his normal form was already struggling to hold on at this moment!
Yulian!
Yulian was leading the way, and Fern was following behind him.
Fern naturally saw this scene!
Fern's purple pupils constricted slightly, but she said nothing else.
"Keep up, Fern!"
Yulian felt that Fern behind him was subtly falling behind, and he gritted his teeth and exerted more strength with his hand.
Fern also felt a tremendous force come through, then nodded firmly, gritting her teeth and continuing to follow.
"Finally, we're here…"
Outside the wooden house, much of the wind and snow was already blocked.
After Yulian calmed his breathing, his complexion looked much better.
Even the horns on his head had completely retracted and disappeared.
"Thank you, Mr. Yulian."
Fern held her hands in fists at her scarf, her eyes filled with gratitude.
"Fern, you're too kind."
Yulian gently pinched Fern's red nose and smiled with pursed lips.
"Let's go in."
"Clang—"
Yulian opened the wooden house door, looked inside, and fell into thought.
Inside the dark wooden house, a robust figure was vaguely sitting… doing push-ups?
It seemed to be a male, and his movements looked… quite undignified.
And he even seemed to be shouting slogans like "Heizhuo, Heizhuo"… "What's wrong, Yulian?"
Fern looked at Yulian, who was motionless at the door, and curiously wanted to step forward.
But Yulian stopped her.
"I must have opened it the wrong way..."
"Fern, wait a moment."
Yulian took a deep breath and gently placed Stark, whom he was carrying, at the door of the wooden house.
Then Yulian closed the wooden house door again.
Three, two, one… Yulian quietly counted down, then suddenly opened the wooden house door.
"Clang—"
The door opened, revealing a robust male standing shirtless at the doorway of the wooden house.
That is, in front of Yulian.
"??"
Yulian blinked his innocent big eyes twice.
After quietly looking at the green-haired man's abs in front of him, he subtly shifted his feet to block Fern.
"You're adventurers too, right?"
The man asked with a smile.
"Mr. Yulian, what happened?"
Fern, behind Yulian, curiously wanted to look forward, but she was always blocked by Yulian.
"Just a strange man, Fern, wait a moment."
After Yulian turned back to explain to Fern, he gestured with his hand in front of the man.
Looking at the green-haired, robust man in front of him with a bewildered gaze, Yulian spoke again helplessly.
"Could it be, my good brother, that you have some exhibitionist habit?"
"Especially in this icy and snowy weather."
"Oh!"
The man reacted and laughed heartily.
"You mean clothes, right?"
"Because I was in the snow just now, my clothes were already soaked, so I took them off to avoid catching a cold."
"No fire?"
Yulian listened to the man's words, glanced at the dark wooden house, and then looked at the man's still wet pants.
"Because I was walking in the heavy snow, I don't know when I lost my tinder."
The man explained somewhat helplessly.
"Mr. Yulian, can we go in?"
Fern urged softly.
Even though Frieren was small, Fern had been carrying her all the way and was already nearing her limit.
"You're also here to rest, right? Welcome!"
Hearing Fern's voice, the man moved out of the way before Yulian could answer.
"Then, thank you very much."
Yulian hesitated for a moment, then turned, picked up Stark, and entered the house.
Fern followed suit.
"Magic—Flame."
Fern's lips parted slightly, and instantly a ball of flame ignited in the fireplace inside the wooden house.
"Wow!"
"It has to be a noble Mage!"
The man looked at the burning flame, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Fern with admiration.
"Ah!"
Fern turned to look in the direction of the voice, saw the shirtless man, and her face suddenly flushed.
"Mr. Yulian, what about this person?!"
Just now, in the absence of light, Fern hadn't noticed at all that the man who had been talking with Yulian was shirtless!
"Ahem, Fern."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Yulian stood up and blocked the man from Fern, feeling a bit helpless.
"Uh… sorry."
Seeing this, the man rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed, and turned to pick up his clothes.
"Because the clothes were soaked by the heavy snow..."
"Let me help you, you go warm yourself in the blanket first."
Yulian interrupted the man, taking the clothes.
"Mm, thank you."
The man responded in a deep voice, then burrowed into the blanket and fell silent.
Yulian, seeing this, also took the clothes in his hand and began to dry them by the recent fireplace.
"Mr. Yulian..."
Fern sat by the fire, biting her lip, and whispered into Yulian's ear.
"Do we really have to stay with this stranger?"
"Actually, we could also use wooden house magic to build another wooden house outside."
Yulian thought for a moment and spoke.
"But as for timber, because the snow is very heavy right now, I'm afraid…"
"Mm…"
Yulian didn't finish, but Fern had already nodded gently.
She curled up by the fireplace.
"Mm."
Yulian gave a helpless smile, gently patted Fern's head, then turned and spoke.
"How should I address you?"
"Me?"
The man reached out a hand from under the blanket, pointed to himself, and smiled faintly.
"I am the Monk Kraft."
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