People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"How's it going? Is it done?"

Reinhardt walked slowly towards him through the smoke and dust.

Seeing him coming, Ashimi immediately pretended to be about to cry.

"Ah, my master, don't you care about what's happening to Ashmi? He's clearly been badly injured..."

You are such a natural actor. The Oscars definitely owe you a little golden man, Ashmi.

Reinhardt complained in his heart with an expressionless face. He did not feel the slightest bit of emotion at the weak look shown by Ashmi.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this slime appears so weak. In fact, it has no problem lifting the skulls of dozens of people with its backhand.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

As he spoke, he took out a drop of red dew from his leather bag and threw it into Ashmi's hand.

"Yes, yes, my dear master is still so sharp-tongued but kind-hearted, but Ashimi likes..."

Before she could finish, under the pressure of Reinhardt's gaze, Ashmi swallowed the rest of her words and replied respectfully, "Master, according to your plan, the road to the forbidden area has been opened."

"Well, good job, let's go."

"Eh?"

Ashmi was slightly taken aback when he heard this, "Aren't you waiting for Miss Melina?"

"No, she will catch up with us naturally."

After saying that, he jumped down with Ashmi, and the two of them instantly disappeared in the bottomless well of ice fog.

229. Kurala's Wish on Giant Snow Mountain (6.3K)

Forbidden area.

In the cold land filled with icy fog, a thin layer of snow remained on the ground, and the air was filled with the phantom of red flames as smooth as silk.

Neither the light of the golden tree nor any other light can penetrate here.

Perhaps it is because of this reason, and the fact that this place leads to the Giant Snow Mountain, on which hides a cauldron of fire that is considered ominous by all the golden people, that it is called the Forbidden Area.

At this moment, bursts of roars were heard from the forbidden area.

The gargoyle, as tall and skinny as a hill, was brandishing its proud double-headed sword, creating waves of red and black shadows.

They are the followers of [Black Sword] Malicus. The black corpse wax used to fill the bronze double-headed sword is the mark of serving [Black Sword] Malicus.

"Get out of the way."

Boom——

Reinhardt swung his fist suddenly, making a sonic boom, and a beam of hot light immediately penetrated the ice fog and reached the sky.

The scorching hurricane unleashed by his punch blew away the snow on the ground, revealing the gray-black stone steps and the ground. The white snow fell from the branches and scattered, as if the nearby area was trembling slightly with his punch.

At the same time, the gargoyle, whose double-headed sword was broken by a punch and whose seemingly fragile body had a big hole in it, fell to the ground with a bang and could not get up again.

"let's go."

After turning his head and saying something, he took Ashmi as the leader and stepped onto the long stairs leading to the Lord Elevator.

Ashmi glanced at the unfortunate guy lying on the ground.

He shook his head regretfully, then walked past the slowly disappearing corpse and followed Reinhardt.

Why would you bother the master for no reason?

Isn’t it good to be alive?

Moreover, the master's temper seems to be getting more and more irritable...

Forbidden Area, in front of Lord's Elevator.

"...Turn back quickly."

"Go further and you will reach the place of giant flames. Do not go any closer."

"...Attempting to burn the Golden Tree is a serious crime. Do you understand?"

"That would unleash the death of destiny, and ultimately destroy the world."

"Who gave you permission to do this? Master Finger would never allow it!"

The hunchbacked and withered old woman with naked fingers sat on the high platform and repeated these words over and over again, trying to persuade them not to set foot on the Giant Snow Mountain and to warn them.

- Swish!

The hot blade drew a graceful arc in the air, and the sound stopped abruptly.

"It's noisy."

Under his cold gaze, the old woman who was killed by a knife gradually turned into ashes, but the chattering voice still echoed here.

"...This ignorant savage dared to commit such a heinous crime. It's only a matter of time before he will seek his own death!"

Reinhardt didn't seem to care at all about these words that sounded like a dying curse.

"let's go."

He turned around and resolutely stepped onto the Lord elevator in front with Ashmi.

Except for Grandma Enya, he basically has no good feelings towards the other old women who can unlock the fingers, especially the one who is guarding here.

Nothing to do except talking nonsense!

So what if it was a felony? Given the current situation at the border, and the fact that the Supreme Will had already abandoned the border, who could possibly convict him?

Demigods are not qualified, and neither are gods.

However, under several knight sculptures in the elevator, he found a familiar figure.

"Ms. Melina? Why are you here?"

Compared to him, Ashimi took a step forward faster and looked at the familiar woman in front of him with some surprise.

She had light brown wavy hair and a pretty face with a mark like three claw marks. Her eye was tightly closed and she responded to Ashmi's question in a soft and calm voice.

It was Melina, for sure.

The reason she was able to find this place was because Reinhardt had told her that they were going to the Holy Snowfield and the Holy Tree, so after the ban was lifted, she arrived here early in the morning.

But the difference from before was that the cloak he had been wearing was gone, and he was wearing a neat traveler's suit, with a delicate dagger at his waist.

The sharp-eyed Reinhardt recognized it immediately. It was the Mission Dagger—

A short sword given to those who embark on a journey for a mission.

"It seems you have found your mission."

"..."

Melina turned to look at him wordlessly and nodded.

"...Long time no see, I wanted to talk to you."

Long time no see? Has it been that long?

Reinhardt was a little confused.

In fact, a long time had passed since I parted with Melina, at least a few days.

It's just that because there is no distinction between day and night in the city of Rodel, the sensitivity to time has decreased a lot.

You know, it took Ashimi quite a while to carry him through the West City District, and it almost alarmed the entire city's army.

Fighting fiercely with the group of Rodel Knights, the tree guards and even the group of golden tree incarnations blocking the way.

"...Rhine, you can't enter the Golden Tree, right?"

Under Melina's serious gaze, he nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, I can't get in yet."

He knew very well that even if he killed Mongget he still couldn't get in.

But it doesn't mean that he can't get in. If he breaks through by force, it is still possible.

Even His surface is covered with thorns, refusing entry to anyone.

“…That is the thorn of rejection, the hard shell formed by the Golden Tree’s self, rejecting everything outside.”

"If you wish to enter the Golden Tree and meet the Elden Ring, you must overcome those thorns."

The moment Melina finished speaking, he suddenly interrupted and said, "So, this is your mission?"

"...Yes, so I hope to travel with you again, to the summit of the sea of clouds, to the snow-covered mountaintops of giants—to the summits where the flames are extinguished by ashes."

"In this way, I can burn the golden tree....help you to call back the sun, and guide you on the path of King Elden."

Melina slowly stretched out a hand towards him, and a symbol lay quietly in her palm. It was the symbol that activated the Lord's elevator here.

This token was naturally a gift to him, but it also represented an invitation, or a request.

Beg him to become the King of Elden and embark on the so-called path to kingship.

Reinhardt did not take it. His gaze stayed on Melina's palm for a few seconds, then he looked at her pretty yet cold face.

Just staring at her in silence.

In Melina's eyes, which were as gorgeous as gems embellished with gold, he saw his own reflection and a resolute and firm will.

But he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"...In the end, everything remains the same."

Melina is still that small piece of wood, and she wants to make herself the fuse to drive the ash-extinguishing fire in the cauldron of fire to burn the golden tree and pave the way forward for him.

This is really...

Could Marika have informed me before doing this?

After all, I am a participant in the plan and the most important part of it.

After the two of them stared at each other for a long time, Reinhardt spoke first, "Let's go to the Giant Snow Mountain. From there, I know a way to reach the Holy Snow Plain."

“…Okay, I understand.”

In the end, he did not accept the Lord Symbol given by the other party, and Melina seemed to have understood what he meant.

He slowly closed his palm, turned around silently and raised the Lord's Symbol high above his head.

The ruby inlaid in the center of the talisman shone brightly, reflecting the glowing eyes of the stone statues on both sides.

Rumbling--

The stone statue, like a guard, roared and slowly turned.

With a strong vibration, the long-sealed Lord Elevator started up again.

Soon, they were transported by elevator to their destination - Giant Snow Mountain.

The platform slowly rose from the ground, and a biting cold wind blew in the face, mixed with fine ice and snow, hitting the face. What came into view were snow-capped mountains and ridges. Flakes of thin snow slowly fell from the sky, like a thin mist covering the road ahead.

The air also became thinner.

It is somewhat similar to the Forbidden Area, but it is clearer and brighter than the Forbidden Area, and the scenery is completely different from that of Yatan Plateau, Lienia, Nimgefu and Gelid.

"...It's so cold, Master."

The biting cold wind blew up the drifting snow and scattered her long silver hair, which was as white as falling snow. Feeling the wind and snow blowing in her face, Ashimi hugged her slender arms and couldn't help shivering.

"cold?"

Reinhardt looked at the trembling Ashmi with a little confusion.

Slime... Oh no, can this thing called a mimicking teardrop feel cold?

It’s also thanks to Ashimi that he doesn’t know what he is thinking, otherwise... otherwise... nothing would have happened.

You can’t talk him out of it, and you can’t beat him back, so you can only endure it.

"Here, here you go."

Reinhardt took out two fur cloaks from Torret's backpack and threw one to Ashmi.

He handed the other to Melina.