... live free!

After a while thinking about what Elena had told me, Elena called me and started dismantling Wolf. When I was dismantling, I asked Elena not to tell me what I might be able to do so that no one else would know, and she told me not to worry because Elena would not say anything about the personal information of the adventurer. But Emilia told me you might tell her, but, well, I thought that was about it.

When I finished demolishing it, I lost the material and walked out towards the village of Coccolo. The road from then on was going well and Elena told me that maybe we would get to the village before it got dark.

I hope we get to the village as well as this. And that's what I thought. The weather broke down around the evening and it began to snow. And gradually the wind got stronger and my vision got worse, and the snow was piling up enough to fill my lower body.

Then I can't move on at all, so I figured I'd make a little bit of a break. I approached Mr. Elena and spoke to her.

"Mr. Elena, it's hard to move on, so let's take a break here until the blizzard stops"

"Duh, where"

"Wait a minute, please"

When I said that, I used magic to dome the snow. And the snow was solidified and reinforced so as not to collapse while making the space inside as wide as possible. And I used dirt magic inside to make something like a chair and lay Wolf's fur. Then I brought Mr. Elena inside.

"Ah, it's warm"

Then Mr. Elena muttered those words even though she seemed a little strange.

"Maybe that's what you feel for the lack of wind? Sit down if you like. You can't move until the blizzard is over."

"... right"

When Mr. Elena said so, he paid for the snow on his body and sat in a chair. I take off the robe I'm wearing and pay good snow. Then I was paying for the snow on my skirt.

"... Lena, aren't you cold?

"Hmm? It's not cold because you're wearing thick clothes, is it?

Then Mr. Elena asked me that. Sometimes it's been cold here lately and I'm wearing thick clothes. So it's not cold, but why do you ask me that?

"... Oh, could it be, Mr. Elena, you're cold?

"Ugh, yeah. I have that too, but I was wondering because Lena is wearing thin..."

"Thin? I think he's wearing a pretty thick..."

"Oh yeah..."

When I said that, Mr. Elena shrugged so with a slightly drawn face.