Flillian, I want to live.

Fulilian seemed to recall something and silently put the Holy Staff Certificate back around her neck.

"What should we do now? I'm afraid we won't be able to obtain a pass to the northern plateau with that old-fashioned Fulilian's certificate."

Hugh Turk shrugged.

"Well, I don't know if I remember correctly, but it seems that there are places in the northern countries where you can take the first-level magician exam."

Philen raised his head and said thoughtfully.

"You must be talking about Oisaster, the largest magical city in the Northern Kingdoms."

The Earl turned his head and looked at Philen, adding the examination location mentioned by the other party.

"Yes, that's right. It houses the largest office of the Continental Magic Association and is also one of the few locations where the First-Level Magician Examination is held."

Philen nodded.

"However, if you want to get there, you must cross the Xuevia Mountains ahead. Although there is a highway after crossing the mountains, crossing the snow-capped mountains in this season is..."

The Earl said to Fulilian with some concern.

"Oh, it's just a small hill. I've even climbed the mountain that connects the two continents before~"

Hearing the earl's concerns, Xiutalk touched his nose with his finger, then pointed his thumb at the mountain behind the city where the beacon fire had once been lit, and said proudly.

"Don't underestimate the mountains... After all, whether it's humans or the Demon King's army, they are insignificant in the face of nature..."

Fulilian glanced at the somewhat complacent Hugh Tark and said.

The group walked and talked like this until they finally arrived at the gate of the earldom.

In the cemetery on the outskirts of the city, the heroes who were once driven by Aura are buried. Every sword stuck in the tomb is a proof of their sacrifice in fighting against the demons.

"Flillian, and you heroes, the Gulanath family will never forget your kindness."

After sending you thousands of miles away, there will always be a farewell. In front of the city gate of the earldom, the young earl stopped.

"Ah."

As if she was used to such farewells, there was no extra expression on Fulilian's face, she just nodded lightly.

"Bye-bye meow~"

The girl transformed from the black dragon popped her head out from behind the earl and waved goodbye to Xutalk.

"Come to think of it, didn't your nest burn down? Wouldn't you consider moving somewhere else?"

Xutarkov asked curiously.

"You can build a nest now, meow. Also, there seems to be something dangerous in the mountains ahead, meow. The red mirror dragon and I both fled to the south for refuge, meow~"

The dragon girl looked at the Xuevia Mountains that Fulilian and the others were about to cross and replied with a serious expression.

"Is it scarier than Aura?"

Xiutalk glanced at the bulging waist under Philen's cloak and asked the dragon girl.

"Well, Aura is actually just average~"

The dragon girl touched her chin with her hand and gave her own evaluation.

"Don't do bad things anymore~"

Xiutalk put his hand on the dragon girl's head and said.

"No, meow~"

"Lord Shytark."

Looking at Xutalk who was very intimate with the dragon girl, Philen's face turned dazed and he called out the other's name.

"Ah, indeed, I cannot delay any longer."

Xuturk scratched his head and nervously slipped to Philen's side.

The group of four set out on their journey again.

"What do you mean I'm just average?"

On the way to the Xuvia Mountains, Aura, who was tied to Philen's waist, began to complain incessantly.

"You guys are all like monsters, even scarier than in my last life. I'm going to request a rematch..."

Now Aula seems to have adapted to the fact that he only has one head, and he kept talking all the way.

"Aura, shut up."

Philen knocked Aura on the head with the back of his hand, and under the effect of the obedience magic, the other party instantly became quiet.

"It's snowing..."

Gutel, who had a rare moment of peace and quiet, raised her head and looked at the sky which was gradually covered by dark clouds. As the cold snowflakes fell on her nose, she sighed slowly.

"It's almost winter, after all."

Fulilian, carrying a suitcase and walking at the front of the team, said this belatedly.

"Huh... Now that you mention it, it does feel a bit cold."

Xutark tightened his coat with his hands. For him, who grew up in the central countries where it was spring all year round, the wind and snow in the north were very new.

"Be careful, this place is different from the south. Winter is extremely cold, especially in the mountains. If you underestimate the winter, you could die."

Fulilian turned her head and looked at Xiu Turk.

"Oh, this little bit of cold is nothing. I once swam in a river in winter with my master."

Feeling as if he was looked down upon by Fulilian, Xu Tark measured his muscles and replied with a look of disdain.

“Is it that dangerous in winter?”

Philen, who also came from the south, was also curious about what Fulilian said.

"Heh, you know, the winter in the northern kingdoms is what caused the most casualties in the battles between humans and the Demon King's army... Maybe we'll all be frozen like popsicles on the mountain..."

Fulilian said with a chuckle, like a weird aunt scaring a child.

"It's not as scary as you say. It's not like I've been on this road before. As long as we don't get lost in the mountains, we'll reach the main road in a few days."

Gutel pouted and interrupted Fulilian.

Chapter 103 Are you in trouble?

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A biting cold wind swept across the uncovered ridge accompanied by flying snow.

The whole world was dyed white.

In the hot summer, the Huvia Mountains are not difficult to cross and are even a summer resort for nearby residents.

But in winter, the situation is very different.

"be lost."

When she found the same dead tree in front of her for the third time, Fulilian finally realized that the group seemed to be going in circles.

"I'm lost..."

Gutel, who was following behind Frillian, blinked and repeated Frillian's sigh like a tape recorder.

"Well, is the situation very bad now?"

Looking at the two old guys in front of him who took turns leading the way but were of no use, Philen asked worriedly.

"Well, now that things have come to this, it's no longer practical to cross the Xuevia Mountains. Let's just go back the way we came."

Fulilian touched her chin with her hand and made a calm judgment based on the current situation.

"Indeed, as long as we are in good condition, we may still have a chance to retreat down the mountain."

Gutel nodded, agreeing with Fulilian's decision at this time.

thump.

Xutark, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly dived into the waist-deep snow in front of him.

"Lord Guter, why don't you just shut up like Aura."

Philen turned his head to look at Xutark who was lying unconscious in the snow, and stared at Guteldao with resentful eyes.

"Uh……"

Guter walked to Hugh Turk's side, and before the other party was buried alive by the wind and snow, he pulled his arm with some difficulty and helped him turn over.

"Wake up, Hugh Tark. If you fall asleep now, you'll never wake up again."

Gutel held Hugh Tark's neck with his hand and called out to Hugh Tark, whose face was pale and whose breathing was a little rapid.

"Uh……"

Xuturk opened his eyes in a daze, unable to move his limbs as if he was sleep-deprived, and only vaguely saw something in front of him.

"The super berry sundae is so small..."

Xutark muttered to himself, but what came to his mind was the memory of rewarding himself with dessert at the tavern when he set out from the northern pass.

"Who knows such a thing? Wake up quickly, you bastard! Do you really want me to carry you on my back?"

Seeing that Hugh Turk looked unconscious, Guter raised his arm and slapped him without hesitation.

At this moment, Xu Turk was like a machine with its power cord completely unplugged. He turned his head and fainted.

"Ah... this is bad..."

Looking at Hugh Tarker, who was lying on his lap with a peaceful expression as if waiting for others to pay their respects, a distressed expression appeared on Gutel's face.

"In this situation, even if we use magic to transport it, it will probably be blown away immediately by the strong wind. Even a magician who is omnipotent in front of ordinary people is insignificant in the face of nature."

Fulilian walked over and observed the unconscious Xutark, and said helplessly.

"It seems we can only carry Lord Xiutalk forward."

Philen sighed, took the initiative to grab one of Hugh Tark's arms, and with some difficulty lifted him onto his shoulder.

"But even so, I'm afraid Shutark won't be able to hold on until we can get back down the mountain. Or rather, he might not even be able to find the way down the mountain now."

Gutel reached out and touched Xuturk's cold forehead. Xuturk, who had never seen the severe cold in the north and had never taken it lightly, was now gradually suffering from hypothermia. If he did not quickly find a place to live and keep warm, he might not be able to hold on for long.

"Hmm... I remember there should be a shelter nearby."

Fulilian tapped her forehead with her hand and found a clue from the fragments of memory.

"Is that so? Come to think of it, when was the last time you climbed over here?"

Gutel turned to look at Fulilian, as if he had thought of something, and asked her.

"Uh...it should be eighty years ago when I was with Xin Meier and the others."

Fulilian pondered for a moment, then looked into Guter's eyes and answered honestly.

"Is that kind of information from almost a century ago really useful? Besides, how are we supposed to find that cabin now?"

Guter complained somewhat pessimistically.

"..."

Fulilian was silent.

"No matter what, that's our only way out."

Philen closed his eyes, breaking the somewhat awkward silence between Gutel and Flillian.

"Let's split up."

Then, as if he had made a decision, Philen made a suggestion to the two masters in front of him.

"Ugh?"

A look of surprise appeared on Guter's face.

"This is indeed the most rational decision. After all, there's no way to tell the direction right now. If we act together, we might all die on the mountain."

Fulilian nodded and agreed with Philen's proposal.

"But……"