Crown Dead

"Really, I told you not to mind your own business, but I don't want that lady saint to come over and cause trouble. No, no, after all, why did I study cooking? It's not because that guy is coming over so I have some whim." Let him feel my different, feminine side! After all, that guy can't eat at all! Really...huh?"

Hei Zhen, who was complaining, didn't notice Xian Yu and Ba Yuqian's arrival until then.

After a brief silence, Hei Zhen made three actions:

1st, try to cover the apron on your body.

Number 2, trying to cover the smoldering face.

Third, try to kill the witnesses.

Although the first two failed, the third was perfectly achieved.

"None of my business!"

Xianyu roared before being blasted away by the black flames.It seems that his skill in predicting his own death has not yet reached home.

Volume [-] Preface to the Kingdom of Permafrost and Ice and Snow. Wanderers of the World

cold

This is the first feeling I got after I was born in this world, and maybe it will be the feeling that will accompany me all my life.

Among those whimsical and unrealistic legends, there are such things as "clear sky" and "four seasons" in the world.It is said that after the suffocating ice and snow storm, there was actually a blue sky, red plants, and the existence of other civilizations.

But after all, that's just the boring and meaningless drunk talk of those idiots after drinking too much "fire wine". There is no blue, no sunshine in this world, only endless ice, snow and storms. The "beast" in the village.

【Patsy, your eyes have a beautiful blue color, which is the original color of the sky.Perhaps if it were you, you would definitely be able to see the origin of what this world should have] My mother once said this to me. I was young and I didn’t know why my mother would talk to me about this uncharacteristically. When I was about to ask her When I asked what the sky meant, my mother changed back to the one I knew well—cursing the rising taxes, hypocritically praying to the tsar, and repeating the law of the jungle to me, telling me not to be like Like my father, he went to be a rebel army, and honestly lived desperately as the "last chosen human being".

【Patsy, there is no reason, this is our world, this is the truth of the world, the strong eat the weak to survive, we are the life born after we eliminated 99% of the earth's creatures.You have to be strong, you have to be strong—only in this way can you survive in this world. 】Is this the only way to survive...

Boom!

"Old lady, this week's food is brought to you, don't distribute it to others, save some food."

I threw the freeze-dried animal meat on the wooden table, and the sound of the collision seemed to wake up the drowsy old man lying on the bed.

"Thank you...thank you...thank you, my husband and child will be back soon, let's stay and have a cup of tea together..."

The old lady was delirious and said intermittently, and today she still didn't recall the fact that her husband had been killed by the killing hunters long ago, and she didn't recognize that the person standing in front of her was the child she was talking about.

This is the unavoidable ending of our Yaga. The old Yaga will be deprived of food because of losing the ability to work. Most people will directly feel sick, and a small number of people who can get barely subsistence food will also lose their sanity due to malnutrition.

Why should I continue to distribute my own little food to her?I never dare to let this question stay in my consciousness for more than three seconds, because I know what the end will be if I let this thought grow.

... It's time to go hunting. Today's weather is not bad, maybe we can harvest more than usual.

Ignoring my mother's voice, I checked the condition of my equipment and left the village.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, at least this is indeed the truth of this world.

Moscow, where the magnificent palaces are located, is the area where the royal family members known as "magicians" live.

The blessings of the Tsar radiate around the center of the circle. This is the most prosperous area in Russia. The buildings gathered around the palace are dense and strong. Even the material is not made of wood, but made of solid cement stone. Brick-built, airtight and stable building.

Men in black coats wearing medieval doctor masks wandered around the streets, and there were always voices of praise and prayers for the Tsar in the areas they passed.

For the Yaga who live here, life is stable and prosperous.It was the Tsar who lived in the palace and those old human races called "magicians" who granted them this comfort.

inside the palace

"Has the tsar's attack subsided today?"

Inside the gorgeous corridor that is incompatible with the surrounding world, a gray-haired boy who is dressed in a "surprisingly stylish" outfit is not so much plain, leaning against the wall, asking about the girl with beautiful long silver-white hair beside him.

"I fell asleep again to the sound of Amadeus' piano. Thanks to him, I also want to sleep a little bit."

The girl holding the doll yawned softly, her eyes were as cold as ice and snow, staring at the curtain that was drawn in the distance.

"Even Heroic Spirits need actual rest. We still have a lot to do next, so let's relax for a while."

"No, I have an obligation to stay here, and you are the one who needs sleep more, Master."

The girl rejected the suggestion of some sick teenagers, and the latter did not continue to press.

"Compared to those... Has that matter been confirmed? [Master]'s messenger, you should be here."

"Ah, I didn't show up because I wanted to give you some time to talk about love, but you took the initiative to ask me to appear, you really don't understand~"

Accompanied by the young man's inquiry, a third person appeared in the corridor where there were only two people in the first place—a girl in light green kimono with snake-like pupils, holding a paper fan and looking at the two with a smile on her face.

"Excuse me for unnecessary ridicule. Even if you are a messenger, I will not allow you to make statements that insult the royal family."

The princess looked at the "messenger" coldly, and the flow of magic power around her began to fluctuate.

"Ha, it's nice to be young, but since this is your palace, I'd better restrain myself a little~ Anyway, just as little brother Kadoc said, after confirmation, [he] has come to this world."

The girl in kimono smiled and put away the paper fan, her expression became a little more serious.

"Did it really come... No, there is no problem with my plan and layout. Even if the [World Wanderer] comes, it will not change any facts. He just happened to save the world. According to historical records , that guy was just a lucky guy with the help of others from the beginning to the end."

"Caddock, you are a little too flustered."

The princess interrupted the sick boy named Kadock, who also recovered because of her voice.

"Ah, it's impossible to say not to be anxious. After all, the other party is the object of [Master's] attention. I have to make sure that all the steps are perfect—Messenger, where is that person now, and what is his condition?"

Kadock asked the "messenger" next to him, and the latter showed a dark smile again: "It's about three meters underground near the village on the edge of the southern wall of the storm. The situation is probably hard." .”