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Tuer.
A trading city in the central part of the Northern Lands.
Just opposite the City of Magic, Äußerst.
One in the east, one in the west.
The worrying outcome finally became reality.
Facing different destinations.
Even though Sein got along very well with everyone, they would eventually have to part ways.
"It's truly frustrating."
Under the setting sun, the golden afterglow shone on Sein.
His smile carried a hint of bitterness.
"Are you leaving?"
Frieren stood quietly beside Sein.
She spoke softly.
"Well..."
"After all, I set out to catch up to the Gorilla Warrior."
Sein didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was self-evident.
"I understand."
Frieren's tone carried helplessness.
The departure of the priest was undoubtedly something that made people unhappy.
Especially after spending nearly half a year together.
Looking at Sein, who was about to leave the team.
A phrase popped into Yulian's mind that was inappropriate, yet timely.
Those with different paths cannot conspire together.
Since their goals were different, it seemed that traveling together up to this point was the limit, right?
"Then you..."
Frieren's lips moved slightly.
"Sir Sein..."
Fern interrupted Frieren.
She looked towards Sein.
"It's getting late today, so it wouldn't be too late to decide tomorrow, right?"
Fern held Frieren's hand and looked at Sein expectantly.
Some words, once spoken, are hard to take back.
This is the inertia of words.
For example: If Frieren really asked Sein when he was leaving.
Then even if Sein or some other circumstance could allow Sein to temporarily stay with the team.
As long as Sein set a departure time.
Sein would always find a way, and try hard to find an opportunity to leave the team.
This seemed like Sein's subjective action, but in reality, it wasn't decided by Sein.
This was the effect of the so-called inertia of words.
"Very smart."
Yulian came back to his senses, noticed Fern's little detail, and subtly gave a thumbs-up from an angle only Fern could see.
Fern, on the other hand, quietly blinked at Yulian.
After all, she was applying what she learned.
This so-called 'inertia of words' was taught to her by Yulian.
"Alright, then let's stay for one more night."
Sein watched as the evening glow gradually dissipated and the night sky slowly enveloped the earth.
He also nodded, agreeing to Fern's words.
The Northern Lands have no spring or autumn.
It was only a few days ago that they felt a slight chill.
Tonight, firewood was burning in the wooden house.
"The weather is changing too fast."
Yulian was warming himself by the fire.
He complained about the sudden arrival of winter in the Northern Lands.
"It is the North, after all."
Frieren said helplessly while flipping through a Grimoire.
She didn't like winter, but winter in the Northern Lands always came quickly and was exceptionally long.
"I wonder if Fern is back yet."
Stark was mending his thickened coat.
But his thoughts quietly drifted outside.
Today, due to the lack of firewood, the few of them were staying in one room.
The boys slept on the floor, and the girls slept on the beds.
Fern had just gone out to buy food.
And Sein had gone out again to collect firewood.
"We're back."
The sound of the door opening rang out.
Sein opened the wooden house door, carrying a pile of firewood.
Standing beside him was Fern, holding a large bag full of food.
"So cold—"
Fern squinted.
There were traces of white snow on her body.
"You worked hard, quickly warm yourself by the fire."
Yulian got up and patted the snow off Fern.
He took the large bag that Fern was holding.
"Hey, hey, even though I'm leaving..."
"You can't just ignore me like this, can you?"
Sein said with a dark and dissatisfied expression.
The next second, Stark put away his needlework and came to Sein's side.
"Let me do it, Sir Sein."
"You worked hard!"
Stark added firewood to the stove, occasionally glancing at Yulian.
Yulian was examining the food Fern bought on the wooden house table.
Fern, on the other hand, was warming herself by the fire with Frieren and Sein.
"My hands are so cold!"
Fern trembled slightly.
Her pair of fair, doll-like hands were now slightly red from the cold.
"The weather is very cold now, after all."
Frieren gently took Fern's hands.
A wave of cold instantly spread from Fern's hands to Frieren.
"It really is."
So cold!
Frieren was warming Fern's hands, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Has the weather outside become this cold?
"The weather in the Northern Lands, especially winter..."
"Is really annoying."
Fern said, shivering and speaking word by word.
"I also dislike winter in the Northern Lands."
Frieren said in agreement.
"Is it really that cold?"
Stark finished adding firewood and looked at the two holding hands.
He curiously moved closer.
"Bread, apples, and some vegetables..."
Yulian went through the contents of the food bag one by one.
Thinking about what to have for dinner.
Finally, considering it was getting late, Yulian took out bread and sliced it.
After warming some milk taken from his spatial ring, he looked towards the fire.
"Eat..."
Yulian's mouth was open, unable to speak.
How could he see Stark holding Fern's hand right now?
Weren't Frieren and Sein right there?
Just like that, openly?!
I'm seeing things!
"It's really cold."
Stark held Fern's ice-cold, slender, doll-like hands.
His expression was a bit blank.
"Right?"
Frieren opened her mouth and smiled.
Fern, on the other hand, lowered her head and quietly looked at Stark holding her hand.
She was a bit stunned.
"Huh?"
"Mm!"
Among the four people by the fire, only Sein's reaction was normal!
Looking at Stark, who had suddenly grabbed Fern's hand, Sein's eyes first widened in surprise, and then he stared intently at Fern.
What... is going on?
Yulian was dumbfounded.
They're in love?
But when!
"Ah!"
Stark's exclamation came.
It was Fern reaching out and touching Stark's face!
No, I mean!
Yulian froze in place.
He was just here looking at what to eat.
He figured he hadn't gone offline!
How could the plot development be so outrageous!
Do you know what's going on?
Yulian raised an eyebrow at Sein.
"Really."
Sein and Yulian exchanged glances, and Sein gave a helpless wry smile.
Then he pointed to the food on the table.
"Cough, cough..."
Yulian nodded, instantly understanding, and coughed lightly.
Under the puzzled gazes of Frieren, Fern, and Stark.
Yulian pointed to the bread and milk and said.
"Come quickly, it's time to eat."
It was getting late, and everyone was already hungry.
Seeing Yulian had set out the food, they immediately got up without hesitation and sat down at the dining table to eat.
"Is the snow outside heavy?"
Yulian asked Fern curiously.
It was still the scorching heat of summer last week.
And it was snowing this week.
Yulian expressed some shock.
"It looks alright, just light snow."
Fern ate the bread in small bites.
She seemed to be thinking about something just now.
Only after hearing Yulian's question did she come back to her senses and smile slightly.
"Light snow?"
"I wonder if it will affect our journey."
Sein's gaze turned towards the window.
But he could only see a pitch-black night.
"Don't worry, we don't have to cross the mountains this time."
"As long as it's not a blizzard, it will be fine."
Frieren took a small sip of hot milk, smiled happily, and then replied.
However, her smile slightly froze again.
If there was a blizzard, Sein could stay with everyone for a while longer.
That seemed quite good too.
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