Ornn, the Chosen One, a treasure from ancient times!

Chapter 93 Acclimatization Problems

"Get some rest during this campsite—this is the warmest part of the Freljord, the road ahead will be much tougher!"

During their first encampment in Freljord, Heron loudly warned them.

No one was intimidated; after all, they were the most elite and fearless vanguard, and should not show cowardice.

After the group disbanded, they could always vent their frustrations during casual conversations.

"Damn, this is much colder than I expected—"

The soldiers breathed on their hands to warm them.

Their physical condition is not bad, and they can tolerate ordinary cold, but they are different from the Freljord people. Under the same physical condition, their cold resistance is much worse.

They quickly lit a campfire to keep warm, while also finding some fun to do.

Where does the fun come from? Of course, it comes from Miss Fiona.

The three Fearless Vanguards worked together to set up the tent, while Fiona was all alone, with no one willing to help her, and the way she set up the tent was quite comical.

Fiona had no military experience, and setting up a marching tent was completely unfamiliar to her; she moved very clumsily.

But that wasn't enough to amuse the Fearless Vanguard members, after all, they had all gone from being novices to experts. What they really found laughable was Fiona's thin clothing.

As soon as she entered Freljord, Fiona realized she had been careless; this godforsaken place was unbelievably cold!

The training uniform was only a thin layer, and it was even slightly see-through when she bent or stretched. Even though she wrapped her outer robe tightly, it still couldn't keep out the cold wind.

While setting up the tent, her two long legs were trembling, which amused those who had long disliked her.

Even Herren couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't mean any harm; he just found it funny.

Herren walked over, took off his shirt, and casually draped it over Fiona from behind.

"See? I told you you couldn't withstand wearing just these."

The sudden warmth at least gave Fiona a moment to catch her breath, but when she turned around, her eyes widened in surprise.

Because Heron, who had draped the clothes over Fiona, was completely naked from the waist up, revealing his muscular physique and radiating a slight warmth—

"Aren't you cold?"

Fiona wanted to speak seriously, but her tongue was trembling, yet she still hurriedly took off the coat that Herren had draped over her.

"No, here you go—"

"Need not!"

Herren stopped Fiona and slapped his bare chest loudly.

"I'm not afraid of the cold. When I was Laksana's age, I used to roll around naked in the even colder snow in the north!"

Although it almost froze to death —

Now, with Ornn's first flame and improved physique, Herren can confidently say that he is not afraid of the cold.

However, Fiona was somewhat skeptical.

She looked at Herren with some suspicion.

"real?"

"Don't believe me? Shake hands."

Herren extended his palm, and Fiona hesitated for a moment before reaching out her hand and touching Herren's palm with half of her hand.

Fiona's fingers, which had been almost numb from the cold, suddenly felt a burst of heat, like charcoal in a fireplace, and were even slightly sweaty.

The warmth was so intense that Fiona was reluctant to let go, wishing she could hold on like that forever.

But this was ultimately undignified, so Fiona reluctantly withdrew her hand and finally accepted Herren's clothes.

"Thanks----"

"You're welcome. My name is Lei Feng."

"Aren't you called Herren?"

"That's not important."

Having done a good deed, Herren didn't intend to help Fiona all the way through by setting up her tent, since a strong woman like Fiona would definitely prefer to be self-reliant.

Mainly because he himself doesn't know how —

After that, Herren was quite familiar with the route. He had an excellent memory, and although he was only led by Skinny Monkey once, he remembered the general route.

However, this doesn't mean the journey will be easy.

The bitter cold remained the team's greatest enemy. The further north they went, the colder it got. The soldiers, who had previously had the leisure to complain, became listless and wilted after experiencing several blizzards. They didn't even want to expend their energy to talk.

Since Herren didn't have the ability to manufacture the combustion compound on his own, he could only let everyone endure it.

Lux, who had previously complained about the stuffiness in the car, now didn't even dare leave a crack in the window, shrinking into herself.

He dared not show his face inside the car.

Not to mention Fiona, the first thing Herren does every morning is run to Fiona's tent, poke her face, and see if the girl has frozen to death.

Fiona, who was roused to a cold and stiff state by Herren every morning, was very unhappy about this, but she was too cold to express her dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, in the following days, Lux, unable to bear seeing Fiona suffer any longer, took the initiative to pull Fiona into the carriage to warm up, thus saving Fiona's life which was on the verge of collapse.

It just so happens that both of them are girls, so there's nothing wrong with them living together. Even if the soldiers of the Fearless Vanguard have any reservations about Fiona, they are still outstanding young men selected from the best of Demacia, and they wouldn't really want to see Fiona suffer endlessly, so they don't have any objections.

And so, the two families, who should have been sworn enemies, found themselves befriending Lux, who was seven years younger than them—though she still didn't give Garen a friendly look.

One yard owned by a yard.

Another difficulty lay in the horses used to transport supplies.

The horses of Demacia couldn't withstand the cold and often got sick or injured. To avoid slowing down their journey, Zhao Xin had no choice but to order the horses to be killed so that the soldiers could have extra food.

Anyway, it was just a nag responsible for transportation, so I wouldn't feel bad killing it.

Finally, the entire load of supplies, along with Lux's carriage, could only be pulled by Heron's Gyvask.

The weight gain he gained in Demacia was all returned in just a few days; it was a case of repaying kindness.

In this adversity, Garen showed great resilience. The taciturn Garen always managed to boost morale when the team was at its lowest point, saying things that were inspiring.

He also took the initiative to stand guard in the cold wind, taking turns with Heron Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin also praised this highly.

Of the group, only Herren and Zhao Xin seemed completely at ease. Zhao Xin even had the leisure to sit cross-legged in the snow and meditate while everyone else was warming themselves by the fire.

Hmm—that fits Heron's stereotype of the Ionians.

Finally, after enduring a perilous journey that felt like going through eighty-one tribulations, the once valiant and fearless vanguard had been reduced to a refugee squad, and Garen no longer even held his beloved greatsword.

Honey, you're too cold, stay away from me.

Finally, they saw the dawn of victory—the shadows of some small tribes were gradually appearing ahead, and clearly, the Claws of Winter were not far away.

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