Does the mechanical girl dream of the Messiah?

"Anyway, for Ms. Ella, even if she encounters a dangerous situation, she can still use the effect of the 'Cruel Spell' to teleport. Since there is plenty of time to adjust her posture, it doesn't matter which method she uses now."

"And it looks like this should be easier than having to hold you by the arms like a cat, Ella."

"Although, although it is true..."

The two people's concerted action left Ella Hepper speechless. She was forced to accept the current fact, including, of course, the "humiliating posture" that she would have to experience next.

"Okay, now that you two are ready--"

Lunicia's expression relaxed as she watched Ashethelin slowly rise into the air and adjust her posture, and Ella, who clutched the scabbard in her arms with a flushed face.

There is nothing wrong with my body. I have not suffered from any illness or other discomfort during this period of life on the ice. Although there is no more comfortable way to supplement my nutrition, I don't need to worry about nutrition at all because of the stored food. Very good, I am now in 100% excellent condition.

By pressing the mechanism on the hilt, with a crisp "click" sound, the "Avenger" was separated from the giant sword into a long sword and a shield. The long sword was tied to the waist and the shield was hung on the coffin. Then the hanging iron chain used for dragging was tied around his waist, tightly tying the heavy metal coffin to his body, thus solving the problem of carrying the weight.

Unconsciously, she had carried so many "bags" on her back. This weight was enough to crush a normal adult male to the ground. However, Lunicia did not show any sadness because of the weight.

Place your fingertips on the rock wall in front of you and rub it gently, feeling the touch of the leather underneath through your fingertips, the hardness, coldness and antiquity, until you are sure that you have grasped the so-called "key point".

What you need to do next is quite simple.

boom--!

He raised his arm high, clenched his fist, and smashed it hard on the rock wall. With a heavy dull sound, the paladin's fist had pierced deeply into the dark rock like a nail.

boom--!

All the other hand has to do is repeat it, and in this way, the fixed points on both hands are anchored.

Then the feet—

boom--!

What you need to do is not much different. You just need to kick the rock wall, and the sole of your foot will break the surface of the rock and pierce into the gap you created. The act of climbing is often accompanied by the search and pursuit of a fulcrum, and mountaineering picks and rock nails were born for this purpose. However, as long as you have enough strength, you can create your own "fulcrum" even on a flat surface.

The security is not good, but what else can you ask for at this time?

The purpose of climbing ropes and straps is to tie oneself to the rock wall in front of one. However, when it is inconvenient to use tools, Lunicia chooses to use finger strength and the friction from the fingertips as a substitute.

——Well, very good, in good shape.

If you want to climb up, you just need to pull your hands and feet out of the broken rock wall, then stretch upwards again, and then -

boom--!

Just like this, again.

The exposed rock wall was soon left behind, and next was the opaque barrier zone composed of solid ice that had not melted for tens of millions of years.

In this way, whether it is a rock that is covered with frost and becomes smooth, or a block of ice that is made of ice and snow that has existed for a long time, it can be climbed. As long as enough force is used to create friction, the frightening smoothness can be overcome. If there is any flaw in this, it must be that this method is difficult to use in more "ordinary" climbing.

Of course, you can also rely on the control of strength to solve this problem, but if it is not like now, facing an overly smooth and solid ice wall, why not use ordinary strength and ordinary tools to solve the problem more easily?

Pull your palm out and then stab it back in.

Pull out the sole of your foot and then pierce it again.

The plane formed by the rocks and ice blocks left one after another clearly visible notches and defects in the process. In contrast to the loud noises her hands kept making, Lunisia's heart was in a calm state without any fluctuations. She just looked up to confirm the way forward and the status of Asheselyn and the others, and evaluated the strength and direction of the next move based on the touch of her fingertips.

His five fingers gripped the rock wall tightly. Under the pressure of the force transmitted from his fingertips, the hard and solid ice seemed like sand or soil, leaving grooves dragged by his five fingers.

Driven by this force, the body of the holy warrior is like climbing a ladder, upward, forward, and upward again, and then getting closer and closer to the relay point of this climb, which is the "top" of the hill.

that's it--

Reach out your hand again.

Holding on to the edge of the ice wall that seemed to have no further progress, he pushed aside the icicles hanging on the edge, letting them fall naturally like snowflakes. He checked with his fellow travelers who were at the same height as him for the last time. He did not exchange glances, nor did he think of any way to greet each other. He simply grabbed the ice wall, confirmed the feeling from his fingertips, confirmed the sound from under the ice, and let that sound tell him, "It won't break even if I take another step up." Then he concentrated all his strength on his right arm, as if he imagined that an invisible figure was right above him, holding up his arm.

Pull yourself upwards with all your strength!

boom!

The holy warrior was wrapped in armor, carrying a shield, a sword, a coffin and a bag. His body, wrapped in the heavy weight, jumped up under the pull of the arm, climbed over the edge of the ice wall, and successfully crossed the barrier of the last high platform, that is, reaching the highest point of the hill.

"call----"

I didn't feel overly tired or exhausted.

The arm was just slightly sore, not so much fatigue as proof of "moderate exercise". Even under such conditions, such methods and such loads, it was only this level for Lunicia. In other words, if she didn't even have this level, how could she wield a sword as tall as a person, a pure white piece of metal, and fight against all kinds of enemies beyond human beings?

It was not the exhaustion after strenuous work, but the sense of accomplishment of reaching the top that made her sit down on the narrow platform, exhaling white steam. In precious laziness, she moved her body slightly, turned her face, and together with her two companions who flew up, she slowly turned to the direction that carried her hopes with a mentality like a lottery.

Throw out your sight like a float and drop it into the bottomless pool.

Crash, crash.

Amid the faint sound of water waves and the sharp roar coming from the bottom of the mountain, I saw the sharp-edged shadow shrouded in the faint light. Although it was still a little far from here, and although I had to find a way to overcome the trouble of climbing down the mountain before going there, there was no doubt that the shadow shrouded in the distant mist and the ice crystals created by the severe cold was -

It is a man-made creation, a community that is by no means naturally formed, and a geometric body created artificially.

"See, Lady Luna, over there—"

Ella Heper's voice mixed with the north wind, but it was still clear in Lunicia's ears.

She merely nodded.

"Yeah, I can see that."

She believed in Ella, her strange travel companion, and because of that, she believed in her words and conclusions as if she believed in her.

What made her return home was not heading south, but walking into the unknown and heading towards a deeper and more distant place.

Chapter 17 Pre-Destination

After choosing the right angle, she placed the shield under her feet and then slowly stepped on it, and Lunicia took a deep breath.

In front of her was the northern slope of the nameless hill. It was slightly flatter than the southern slope, but it would still take some effort to climb down on foot.

The destination - perhaps the destination - was so close before her eyes, but climbing down slowly would be too much torment for Lunicia.

As for her travel companion... Ella Hepper, who was "nestled" in the arms of the mechanical humanoid, did not need to climb rock walls and ice like Lunicia, and her physical fitness and equipment also made her less compatible than Lunicia, but she did not seem to be happy about this result, perhaps?

After all, she kept her face turned away, so no one could see her expression. However, if anyone could see it, they would definitely think it was an extremely awkward expression!

"Oh, look, Miss Ella, Luna is doing something interesting."

"Ms. Luna? - No! You're trying to lure me into a trap again! Don't worry about me, Ms. Luna, just do what you want!"

Although she could vaguely hear the conversation coming from mid-air, and with her own abilities, it was easy to distinguish the content, but Lunicia still had doubts.

——What on earth are they doing?

Something like this.

But at least it seems that nothing unexpected has happened. The expected attacks and climate changes have not occurred, and the flight in the sky is also proceeding smoothly? - The flight posture seems a little shaky? Probably not a problem, at least it seems so - if that's the case, don't worry about it, just focus on the buildings that appear in the distance.

Pay attention to wind direction and speed, pay attention to the slope, pay attention to what's below, and finally pay a little attention to your own physical condition.

Do you really want to do this with so much luggage?

Although it was a bit helpless, there was nothing he could do - let it be. He took a deep breath, then leaned forward slightly, letting the weight of the bag and coffin rest completely on his torso, and then he pushed his feet slightly.

call out----

Then, the figure tore through the wind's barrier.

Such a fast speed, is there any magic trick used?

No, it's actually just using the shield as a ski.

It is not a reliable tool, and there is not even a decent fixing facility. One simply puts his feet on it, relying on the smoothness brought by the ice and snow, and, yes, the luggage that has always been considered a burden and "unnecessary difficulty". The overly smooth surface and the inertia brought by the huge mass together complete this simple ski.

As for safety, reliability, and operability? Ah, to hell with that stuff.

If that doesn't work, can't I just sway my body to control the direction of inertia? It's simple, right? For Lunicia, although body balance is not her best, it is not something she can give up. After all, for someone like her who often wields a weapon that is "heavier than her own weight", how to ensure that she does not lose control during combat - whether it is for the body or the weapon - is always a required course.

Of course that includes balance, right?

Huh——Huh——

So she could also, like she is now, safely and without risk, surrender herself to this speed that is faster than the wind.

Let the extremely cold wind brush across your cheeks at a faster speed. It is not the familiar, gentle and warm wind, but more like the sharp fingertips of the God of the North. Even if its original intention is not to hurt but to comfort gently, it is enough... Or, inevitably, it will leave traces on the faces of its favorite travelers and visitors, as if scraped by a carving knife. Only its people can adapt to this sharpness through day-to-day baptism and thus be able to endure this "gentleness".

However, there are always exceptions, just like these outsiders who broke the silence of a hundred years.

The cold can make white frost hang on their eyebrows, but the cold wind cannot cut their skin and freeze their bodies, no matter whether it is leather, steel or flesh. It is the same now, even if they themselves actively provide such an opportunity to be destroyed, as if they actively open their arms to welcome the arrival of the Goddess of Winter.

"Look, Luna is doing... um... that behavior that this machine thinks might be called 'skiing'."

"........."

The reason for not answering was not that there was nothing to say, but that I really didn't want to be blown down by the cold wind during the current dive phase: frostbite of the respiratory tract and esophagus can be easily foreseen and can also be easily avoided. In this case, it is of course better to avoid it as much as possible, regardless of whether the damage is easy to recover from.

The Iron Dandelion was falling, and the Silver Paladin was diving. She had already aimed at a slope in front of her and lowered her body even lower, as if she was going to curl up.

Then, under the huge inertia, her body was thrown high into the air along with the sudden ramp.

“—Ouch!”

Lunezia is a beginner in skiing.

Isn't this natural? As a caged bird that has lived in an eco-sphere-like greenhouse for years and grown up in overprotection, Lunisia has never really seen snow even in a city with four distinct seasons, and certainly has no experience in skiing. So now she is just relying on the impulse generated by this unknown scene - dangerous and beautiful, with countless possibilities - to make judgments almost by instinct.

The body is in the air - turning -

This feeling is not unfamiliar——

Compared to the various "forces" that one might encounter in this world, the weight of a person is too light. A blow from an experienced soldier, a head-on collision from a steam engine motorcycle, a hostile tail flick from a ground dragon, there are always reasons that can easily allow a person to overcome the gravity of the earth's center and "fly" upwards... no... maybe in any direction. Now this can be considered a case.

Therefore, even if one has never learned anything about skateboarding or snowboarding, it is not a problem for an experienced adventurer to deal with such unfamiliar situations.

What's more, it's just flying in the air now, without any other feelings such as impact and severe pain.

So it's like this - grab the edge of the shield, keep your bearings during the rotation, adjust your angle by changing direction, adjust your possible position and landing point when you land, and finally be ready to meet the first and only wave of impact.

boom--!

The sound was not dull. Of course! This was a cold purgatory of ice and snow, not soft land! But for Lunisia, there was not much difference between the two. Having a new surface that could keep sliding was more to her liking.

However, this relief could not last long.

The sense of accomplishment from perfectly maintaining balance and landing with a comfortable posture did not last long, the gliding continued, and the next challenge was already just around the corner!

Oh, what is it this time?

A steeper uphill climb!

What a lack of creativity. What caused this peculiar topography? Perhaps we can find the answer by raising our vision. The topography of this hill can be seen as a gentle slope to the north and a steep slope to the south. The distribution is a bit unnatural, with scattered and dense interweaving, like a splash from north to south.

But they are not liquid, lava or flowing water, but solid rocks, except that they are now like waves that splash and then quickly freeze, and they have maintained this posture almost forever since a certain moment. It is like the scene that would occur when someone throws a stone flying at an angle at high speed into the lake and hits the water surface heavily -

That’s right, this is not a naturally formed hill, but a “crater” caused by something hitting the ground.

However, rather than a deliberate act, the reason for this landscape is more likely to be some accident, such as a stray bullet or pure negligence. After all, if it was a deliberate situation, then the scale and distribution of this "crater" would undoubtedly be inconsistent: in this case, perhaps even the plain in front would be plowed into an undulating mountainous area, right?

Such a subtle inference flashed through Lunicia's mind, and then she had to face the next difficulty, which was the huge ramp that rose up like a wave.

Of course you can stop here, and it is better to stop. The inertia plus the huge slope of nearly 45 degrees will undoubtedly make the situation difficult to control. You should brake immediately, or change the route before rushing up, and slide to the foot of the mountain step by step from the side. This is the correct choice.

However, Lunicia blocked this option from her mind.

Adjust the angle and orientation so that the tip of the shield points to the highest point of the slope.

From the beginning, Lunicia aimed at the towering slope and slid along it.

If you want to know why, or give a reason,

Although it sounds aggressive.

But now there is a great opportunity before Lunisia:

Take advantage of this ramp to fly into the sky, and then rush straight towards the nameless town in mid-air!

Although it is true that you can choose a more stable method, like what was mentioned before, first slide to the foot of the mountain, then slowly enter there from the bottom, etc., be well prepared and plan, tidy up your appearance and attire, like a mature lady, and will not give any bad impression to other guests.

But let's be honest.

Before the brain has time to worry about all these details, the body has already rushed up the slope at a speed that best complies with the inner impulse and the immediate needs.

call----

The edge of the steep slope was shattered by the shield's crushing, turning into flying snow dust and ice crystals. They scattered in all directions or were swept up by the howling wind, splashing on Lunicia's cheeks, turning into a slightly red mark.

The body was "launched" from the "muzzle" - the edge of the platform like a cannonball, and under the dual effects of gravity and inertia, it drew a silver and black parabola.