The Snow Queen's Growth History

"Ugly girl, get up, I will bite you if you don't get up."

Frowning, Triste in her sleep seemed to have some nightmare, and suddenly sat up and woke up.

"Wow——!"

As soon as I woke up, I saw a row of sharp teeth. After focusing my eyes, I saw a pair of sharp animal pupils. A little bit above were pointed ears. There was no doubt that this was a wild wolf, and I was completely frightened.

"You...you saved me?"

After being fully awakened, Trieste looked around the cold cave, and found that the fur under it was the fur of a wild animal, which was very warm and comfortable, and her body was fine.

The wild wolf in front of her didn't answer her question, but just closed her eyes and lay down to rest, but she felt that this was already an answer.

"Thank you." With a bright smile, Trieste thanked it for saving her, "I should leave too, goodbye."

She got up and wanted to leave the cave and continue walking, but found that the wild wolf she thought was resting directly blocked the entrance, roared a few times, and stared at her sharply.

"……No way……"

Triste sat down again wanting to cry but without tears. She didn't expect that there was no snow outside, but she was not in a coma for a long time. Logically speaking, the strength at that time could last for a day or two.

"Excuse me, can you let me live here until my strength is fully recovered?" Asking the wild wolf in front of her, Trieste didn't think there was anything wrong with asking an animal, because she thought the wolf could understand In her words, it is an intelligent creature.

The wild wolf didn't say much, but just turned around and left the cave. Because the outside was full of toxins, she could only stay in the cave obediently, waiting for all her strength to recover.

Eh……

Feeling the furry touch, Trieste looked down at the place where she put her hand, and found that it was her gray cloak, and then realized that she was not wearing a cloak.

And when she just got up, the thing covering her body was her cloak, because she was woken up by the heat...

"But... I seem to have heard a boy's voice?" Tilting her head in confusion, she felt that she must have heard hallucinations, "Oh! It seems that it is right to leave the prince, and I heard a man's voice not long after I left. Am I dissatisfied with desire?"

She actually taught the prince to become a nudist pervert, everything is her fault, she shouldn't let the prince learn from that useless king too much.

"Huh?" Hearing the small voice, Trieste turned her head to see that the wolf had returned, "Welcome back."

The wolf didn't say anything, just walked up to her and put the rabbit in front of her.

"Are you... asking me to deal with it?" Staring blankly at the nodding wolf, Trieste looked at the dead rabbit in front of her, thinking that this was her first time handling an animal.

"Uh, according to what is written in the book, the fire should be lit first." Trieste looked around at the things here, and found the flint and steel mentioned in the book, "It would be nice if there was wood..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of logs falling, and looked up to find that the wolf had grown a few logs from nowhere.

"thanks."

Pile up the wood, Triste took out the handkerchief she carried with her in her sleeve, originally she wanted to find something good to start a fire and put it in the middle of the piled wood, but unexpectedly the wild wolf conjured sawdust for her .

Tinker Bell? !

She was surprised, but she still put the sawdust in the middle of the wood, first hit it with a flint and then sparks appeared, watching the sawdust catch fire, Triste was carefully putting the wood on it.

"Very good! Next is the rabbit..." Trieste looked at the rabbit in her hand, did she want to peel the rabbit's skin first?And the ears should not be needed... The tail and feet should not be needed...

"Come on! Looking back on the books I have read before, there must be a way to deal with rabbits!" Cheering herself up, Trieste stared at the rabbit in her hand, recalling the books she had read before, and found that she seemed to have rarely read about it. Books on wilderness survival.

But...if it's fish ingredients, treat this rabbit as a dish to be finished...

Stretch out the palm of your hand to feel the power gathered in the palm, imagine the shape she wants, hold the ice skate in your hand tightly, take the knife to cut off the ears, tail, and feet, and then cut open the stomach and remove the internal organs and heart. Dig out all these inedibles, and then peel off the skin.

Looking at the rabbit meat that was only left with meat, Trieste cut the meat in half again, then inserted the meat into it with a branch made of ice, placed it next to the already lit campfire, and dug the roots into the soil .

"Ah! Do you want to eat cooked or raw?" Trieste remembered that almost all animals eat raw food, but wondered if this wolf also ate raw food.

The wild wolf stood up and threw the heart, meat and intestines that she just dug out outside the cave. Trieste suddenly realized, "It's cooked, please wait a moment."

Trieste looked at the meat on the fire ditch, poked it with an ice needle, and when she felt that it was about the same, she tore off a small piece and tried it.

"..." After a moment of silence, she stuck out her tongue and said, "The fishy smell is so strong." Looking tearfully at the wolf who only opened one look at her, she found that she saw contempt in the wolf's eyes.

"Excessive! I will remember to wash it with water next time. It's not bad if I can do this for the first time." Trieste handed the other party's share to it, and the wild wolf ate it without saying anything.

Eating his own share, enduring the tangled pain in his stomach, he insisted on eating this piece of bloody but cooked rabbit meat.

If you don't eat, you will lose your energy. She can't be too picky at this moment, although she really wants to eat desserts from the palace.

After eating, Triste covered her mouth to prevent her stomach from spitting out what she just ate, and then condensed an ice cube into her mouth with her hand, treating it as drinking water.

Fortunately, her ice cubes are slightly sweet...

Looking at the darkened sky with tears in her eyes, Triste was thinking about where to sleep tonight, but found that the wild wolf was nesting in the corner of the animal skin, and there was still a lot of space beside it.

What a wolf!

Looking at the sleeping wolf with teary eyes, Trieste was very grateful to this unknown wild wolf, but its coat color seems to be silver-gray?

Although I am very curious, the most important thing now is to sleep first and replenish the magic power in my body.

Lying sideways on the animal skin, Trieste looked at the sleeping wolf, chuckled, moved her body to lean against it, and covered the two of them with the cloak.

"Good night, kind Mr. Wolf."

The author has something to say: I really feel that as a princess, how can I not have a loyal and loyal knight?

Well, Camus is one, but there are no others, and Camus's status is more like a prime minister assisting a king than a knight.