Chapter 202

Chapter 202

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Near the Frost Dragon tribe village on the coast, a lively feast was unfolding.

Wahaha-

Boisterous jokes and laughter echoed.

Human soldiers were mingling with the demi-humans, pouring alcohol and meat down their throats incessantly.

Amidst the coast covered in ice and snow, associating with the demi-humans of various appearances would be a very special experience.

The military discipline, class distinctions, and racial boundaries were rapidly fading away.

Yet the commanders, who would usually keep a close eye and maintain order, didnt bother to restrain them.

No, they even encouraged it.

For the Heroes of the North!

As Duke Wellington raised his glass, knights and soldiers cheered for several names.

Even those far away, so distant their voices couldnt be heard, roared in excitement.

We will remember their bravery to the end!

Their sacrifices and determination!

To eternal glory!

The fallen warriors from past battles.

The children of Rosenstark who showed remarkable feats.

And the names of the Heroes followed.

In the midst, Lucass cheeks turned red at the sight of the duke subtly inserting his own name.

Father, please stop.

Heh heh isnt it natural for a father to enjoy the glory achieved by his child? Is there a problem?

Pfft, next to him, Yussi let out a snicker.

The duke glared disapprovingly at her.

Ignoring him, Yussi emptied her glass.

The absence of the Hero in the drinking circle was not particularly enjoyable.

He had kept his seat until the beginning of the feast, but quietly disappeared midway.

It was a fiercely fought battle after a long time.

Yussi wanted to enjoy the company of the Hero and reminisce, but she couldnt bring herself to hold him back.

Yussis intense blue eyes glanced at another empty seat.

It belonged to Cuculli.

Ah, it seems age brings leniency.

Yussi chuckled as she picked up her glass again, looking at the boy beside her.

Lucas, the dropout student.

His gaze was fixed on his peers throughout the feast.

He seemed to want to approach them, but couldnt bring himself to do so.

Lets have a private talk later.

Yes?

Lucass body stiffened.

Probably because his guilt was severe.

From the accident in the Forest of Martial Arts to kidnapping children in Dream Haven, it was all on him.

Lucas looked at Yussi with anxious eyes, but her expression was too ambiguous to guess her intentions.

W-Whats the matter?

Geez, do you think Im going to eat you?

Yussi shook her head, then took a sip of her drink.

The Hero had given her a separate instruction about that boy.

Hehehe.

The duke, who had been alternating between the two, seemed to have guessed the situation and burst into laughter.

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Clearing my throat, I spoke up.

Why do you look so serious?

Ah.

Cuculli, who had been sitting on the coast, turned her head.

A posture unbecoming of a chieftain.

Her hair, shining like silver under the moonlight, swayed as she turned.

Even though she must have heard me coming by the sound of footsteps, Cuculli pretended to be surprised naturally.

Hehe, what brings you here amidst the feast?

Just wanted some fresh air.

You might catch a cold. The winds from the north are very chilly.

I know.

Azure eyes.

Her words were as usual, but the mischievousness that always shone within them seemed faint.

I stood beside her.

And repeated the question.

What were you looking at so intently?

The answer came after a moment.

The things weve protected.

We gazed silently out to sea.

Less than 24 hours had passed since Cucullis baptism, yet the Arctic Sea had regained its former appearance.

The endless ice from the beginning to the horizon seemed to have covered everything.

In the space where solemn silence descended.

The auroras emitted fantastic light and flickered.

Even the stern-faced children waved their hands as we approached.

Hey, where were you? Youre here now!

Oh, even the professor is here! Would the feast be complete without the protagonists!?

Here, since youre late, three cups for you!

Cuculli dashed towards them with a face closer to a student than a tribal chief.

I paused for a moment to take in the scene.

Help my daughter to enjoy many things. Whether its small happiness or anxiety, all intense emotions.

Surely that would happen.

Destiny.

In the words of Dorempa, the bond is strong.

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The Hero decided to return straightaway.

It was the day after the victory celebration.

People clicked their tongues when they saw that he was still fine after emptying several bottles of traditional Frost Dragon tribe liquor, and licked their lips.

Please stay a few more days and lets depart together.

With a hint of disappointment in her voice, Yussi spoke, but the Hero shook his head.

Theres urgent business. Im sorry.

Lets summarize the plans and current situation briefly.

First, the military.

The majority of them decided to stay for a while longer.

The Frost Dragon tribe suffered a devastating blow, leaving the defenses of the North weakened.

There didnt seem to be much concern about the gap in central military forces.

Thanks to the success of Nyhills demolition unit, many key stakes were destroyed.

The wounded were naturally sent to the rear for treatment.

Since it would take a few more days to thaw out the frozen sea route, Cuculli needed to stay.

The children and Yussi would rest a bit longer before returning with them.

Ahaha, looks like we wont be able to make it for the start of classes.

But, its for the sake of saving the North, so it wont count as unauthorized absence, right?

Oh, how many demerits did I have again?

When Yussi threatened to assign the entire buildings bathroom cleaning to the kids, everyones expression turned pale.

Among the despairing kids, there was Lucas, awkwardly smiling and nodding gratefully when our eyes met.

And Cuculli.

Of course, she couldnt leave because she had to handle the aftermath of this situation as the tribal chief.

She planned to take a leave of absence for the second semester and return depending on the situation.

At first, she seemed to be considering dropping out altogether

To drop out, a guardians consent is required.

Huh?

And your guardian right now is me. I dont remember approving your dropout.

Easily thwarted her attempt.

Lastly, the Hero himself.

He intended to return as quickly as possible on his own.

Im comfortable alone.

Whether by boat, horse, or transforming and flying, it was slower.

His plans were disrupted by the events in the North.

Thanks to that, he had a lot to do.

First, I need to visit Rosalyn.

He needed advice on the data obtained from Depikio Lugos lab.

And the comments from Iris of Laplace pointed to a new destination.

And above all

Yeah. To die without knowing anything.

The Hero remembered the words of the Demonic Church Leader.

A jumble of complex images flashed through his mind.

The broken bio-reactor he saw in Depikio Lugos lab.

The experimental paper labeled as a transplant experiment failure.

The comment stating Rotten roots

There were piles of questions to ask.

I havent even reviewed the third memory left by Zero.

All compasses were pointing to Rosalyn.

He had to meet her to receive the next waypoint.

There was no more time to waste.

Alright, everyone, be careful on your way back.

Just as the Hero was about to bid farewell and depart

Thud-

An old woman with a staff suddenly appeared and blocked his path.

Due to her stooped posture, her head barely reached his waist.

There was no apparent coercion in her appearance, but the Hero stopped in his tracks.

It was because her wrinkled eyes were squarely focused on him.

Whats this?

Looking for an explanation, he turned to Cuculli, but she whispered in his ear as she approached.

Shes a Snow Rabbit tribe prophet.

Ah, the Heros expression contorted slightly.

Im tired of prophecies.

Behind the old woman, a familiar young Snow Rabbit tribe member was rushing towards them, panting.

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