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The footprints continued endlessly. I was wondering how I could walk such a long distance with the amount of blood loss that turned my white eyes bright red.

“No… no…!”

Of course, such thoughts did not occur to Ariel as she continued to run along the blood trail.

The cold snow against my light clothes and bare feet seemed to chill my bones, but I didn’t feel any cold.

Now I could handle mana smoothly. No, it could be used faster and more powerfully than before.

With her body overflowing with mana, Ariel moves as if she is flying, following the fading footsteps.

The surrounding scenery changes rapidly as if it were flowing. After crossing the Frost Territory, we cross the village of Snowpil, which has burned down and only a pile of ashes remains.

However, due to the blizzard that started blowing, the snow piled up and the traces of Venice’s footprints almost disappeared.

I have lived in the North all my life and have experienced countless blizzards, but I have never hated a blizzard as much as I do now.

“Please… Please…”

No matter how hard you pray, you can hardly see any footprints because of the snow that has already piled up. If more snow piles up like this, we won’t be able to find footprints.

Ariel’s empty eyes look at the sky. The feeling of hatred is directed towards the blizzard. A storm-like wind is created around Ariel’s body, and all the mana around her gathers.

The magic that changes the weather has remained a legend from the beginning. The story, found only in history books, that a great wizard or wise man who appeared during a time of great chaos changed the weather, played a role in creating envy toward wizards in apprentice wizards or those who wanted to become wizards.

However, legends remain legends for a reason. No one has been able to create a miracle that changes the weather.

The magic that even the wizards and sages of a generation gave up on while shaking their heads has now become the accepted opinion that it is impossible unless you are a legendary dragon.

“…….”

Ariel also felt that fact keenly. When I first learned about the existence of wizards as a child. Because it was a goal I had dreamed of many times.

However, reality was cold. Even Ariel, no matter how talented she was, has been unable to create a miracle that changes the weather from her childhood to the present.

In this way, Ariel kept the fact that ‘weather change magic is impossible’ engraved in her mind and continued to forget about it.

“Somehow… we have to succeed.”

now. Ariel once again sets a goal from her childhood. That the miracle that all wizards and legends had hoped for would come true.

There is no time to think about things that are impossible. Because no matter what happens, you have to succeed.

If ordinary people, or even strong enough people, get caught up in it, a storm will be created that will blow them away in an instant. Ariel looks serenely at the sky from the eye of the storm.

The sky is dark and so high that you can’t see the end. The sky pours out its hateful eyes and blocks my path.

I have never felt like I resonated with mana as much as I do now. It feels as if Mana and my body have become one.

Concentrate all your available mind. When I concentrate beyond the limitations of my brain, it feels like I am escaping the human realm.

The clouded mind becomes clear, and useless thoughts disappear like a wave.

The storm of extremely concentrated magic calms down, creating a calm wind. Ariel speaks while looking at the hateful sky.

“…don’t stop me.”

The quiet storm begins around Ariel and sweeps away everything. The small wind, which was like the flapping of a butterfly’s wings, gradually begins to expand and becomes huge, reaching all the way to the sky.

The wind that blew as if it would cover the whole world quietly moves forward and moves across the sky.

After a while. The weather became calm and clear, as if a bitter snowstorm had just struck.

A miracle that only occurred in legends and history books has come true here and now.

After breaking the wall called limitation, it felt like the quality of mana I had felt before had changed. Right now, I feel omnipotent, as if I can achieve any miracle.

However, there was no time to struggle with the joy of realizing a miracle and overcoming human limitations. Ariel just silently moved forward, following the blood stains that had begun to appear again.

Ariel trusts her intuition, gives up running, and now begins to fly. More sophisticated manipulation of magical power made it possible to use fly magic on a permanent basis, worthy of praise from the entire empire, even if it only lasted for a few seconds.

While moving forward, the footprints were broken off at one point. That location was one that Ariel knew very well.

“……!”

A place that has cursed the world time and time again. The space where I first encountered Venice.

Blood footprints continued into the warlock’s cave. The moment she discovered the cave, Ariel’s heart began to beat like crazy.

gulp.

With a trembling body, I enter the cave. The anxiety reaches its peak and seems to be consuming my entire body.

No signs of human presence are heard inside the cold cave. However, bloody footprints continued into the cave.

Every time I took a step, it felt like something unknown was squeezing my heart. Every time I think about Venice, the intensity grows stronger.

Crackling…Clicking…

“……!”

At that time, a mechanical sound begins to be heard from a small glass bead placed on the floor. Ariel lowered her posture and was on guard, but she did not attack or explode.

Ariel tried to ignore the glass beads and go inside the cave, but the glass beads kept getting caught in her eyes.

It was a strange premonition, as if I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t check that bead right now.

Kneel down and lift the glass bead. It was an ordinary glass bead that had no function other than making a crackling sound.

However, it was possible to confirm that a slight dark haze was emerging. It’s probably something similar to a warlock’s artifact.

Even if I looked at the glass bead for a moment, there was no way to know what function it had. Ariel let out a small sigh and put down the glass bead again and tried to head toward the inside of the cave.

Crackling…Clicking…

-You can see the scene of the subject. Would you like to confirm?

“….What? Ugh…!”

Suddenly, a light so intense that I couldn’t open my eyes flashed from the glass bead, until an unintelligible sound came out.

‘…was it a trap?’

Ariel closed her eyes tightly at the sudden light and concentrated on the sound. If you hear rushing footsteps, you can respond immediately.

Buzz, buzz…

However, what was heard was not footsteps, but people talking. It was also a sound that did not sound like it was echoing from inside a cave, but rather like a sound coming from the town square.

Ariel realized something was strange and opened her tightly closed eyes. The world, which was blurry but soon became clear, reflected Snowpil Village, not the cave where Ariel was standing.

“This… what the hell…”

Ariel looked around at the absurd situation. However, the clear sounds of people talking and faces let us know that this scene is real.

It was a sight so foreign that one thought he was seeing a fantasy. However, no matter how many times I faced people and made noises, they ignored me as if they could not see or hear Ariel.

Even though a passerby approached Ariel, the passerby passed by without colliding with Ariel.

“………….”

Ariel began to quickly assess the situation. Passersby who cannot see or touch them.

And the words that flowed from the artifact. ‘See the scene of the subject.’

The conclusion I came to after a short thought is that Ariel has established herself as an observer in the world of someone’s memory.

At that time, I saw a familiar face in a store in the distance.

“….Venice.”

The image of Venice wrapped all around, holding a small basket. Venice repeatedly bows to the store owner.

Ariel approaches quietly and overhears the conversation between Venice and the store owner. I look at Venice bowing her head and expressing gratitude for being sent on an errand to the Frost estate.

….why?

If Venice were a warlock. Why did he have to bow his head so much to the store owner to carry out an arduous errand?

Why are they trying to feed the children in the orphanage? If you’re a warlock or a bug that eats away at society, you can probably survive without doing such things.

Night fell late in the night, and a severe snowstorm raged. At that time when everyone is asleep, Venice moves forward, braving the wind that blows as if it is blowing away.

“….Huh!”

While continuing to walk with such difficulty, Venice suddenly raises her head and looks around.

Venice looked around, perhaps feeling the cold all of a sudden, and walked towards the entrance of a small cave she found with narrow vision.

….my first time seeing Venice. It’s the cave.

“What on earth is this?”

Venice looks at the black magician’s pattern and the black cloth with wonder.

…Why are you looking at it so curiously as if it’s your first time seeing it?

If you were a warlock. It must be a pattern you know better than anyone else.

Venice, who entered the cave by chance, slowly begins to move further into the cave as the scent of blood begins to resonate.

The black magician’s workshop was revealed after the black tent was lifted. He can even see his own dying image in the iron bars inside.

Ariel quietly watched Venice with a desperate expression, trying to shake the people in the cages to wake them up, and even trying to hit the bars that were imprisoning them in order to break them.

….Why are you looking at them with a sad expression? Why are you so angry when you see them dead?

“……Do it.”

Her voice, which she had barely managed to squeeze out, reached Venice, and the moment she first met him unfolded before her eyes.

A warlock enters the room, and Venice is revealed stabbing the warlock with a dagger of the same color as the dark magic the warlock was generating.

And even the sight of Venice smiling, taking him out without any doubt.

“What is this…”

Ariel tried hard to deny reality, but what she saw before her eyes was clearly reality.

A series of actions he would never have done if he were a vicious warlock.

As the distrust toward Venice is peeled away one by one, the truth that the distrust was hiding is revealed.

As the fog of distrust clears, Ariel’s mind begins to fill with anxiety and negativity.

Kwajik… Wajangchang-!

The world breaks apart as if it were falling apart, and another scene appears before my eyes.