"He came back..."
Taking Abedo and Uku with Famas, they came to the lake where the princess was buried. An illusory figure knelt in front of the princess's tomb, roaring sadly to the sky.
"May we turn into ashes and sail with the wind to catch up with the foreigner who abandoned the princess and never returned."
This is the recorder's box left by Uku. At that time, he was guarding the honeysuckle tree. He didn't know Fendenir's last hope. Imon Loka once returned to the snow-covered country and brought some treasures to the ancient country. Living branches of ancient trees.
"At that time, it seems that a young man named Imon Loka did come to Kanria for help. Gold directly gave him a large branch and asked him to take it back to Fendenir in the far north."
Famas watched the shadow of Imon Loka leave on the island in the middle of the lake, held his forehead and said as if recalling.
"and after?"
Albedo next to him asked, he had begun to accept Famas's identity.
Although his teacher and the information he found were all repeating the cruelty of the Munata king, Famas had just used the golden technique to save himself from being corroded by the poisonous blood, and the description of the Snow Country, The respect of the notekeeper Uku gradually convinced Abedo that the man in red in front of him might not be as bad as recorded in history.
"Later, Imon Loka came to New Mondstadt, the land of thousands of winds, guarded by the wind god Barbatos."
"Snow Country has become history, and those who are alive must continue to move forward."
Famas sighed softly, all illusions disappeared, and the endless ice and snow appeared in front of the three people's eyes again.
"It turns out...thousands of years have passed...a new wind god, a godless country...life cannot continue."
After hearing what Famas said, King Qiuqiu Frost Armor showed a sad expression.
He witnessed the rise and prosperity of the kingdom with his own eyes, but in the end he suffered from heaven's jealousy and incurred unreasonable punishment.
And as a remaining citizen of the last kingdom, in order to resist this unfair experience, he used the power of the abyss to issue a curse of resentment and revenge for the ancient kingdom.
"Is there anyone...resisting now?"
Uku stood by the lake with longing eyes, his mind seemed to be clearer.
"In the distant Solstice Kingdom, the newly born Ice God is gathering strength. The remnants of the ancient country that has fallen deep into the earth's veins and fallen into the abyss are also making plans to resist."
"It's just that these plans are not very realistic."
Famas crossed his arms and explained to the disappointed Uku.
The three of them stood in the ice and snow for a long time.
"Are you still... resisting?"
Uku turned his head and looked at Famas.
"Um."
The young man nodded lightly, and the divine power that maintained the red sky disappeared. A black line floated out of the far distant skyline, gradually forming a large black cloud. Strong winds and ice and snow rose suddenly. The princess's burial place seemed to be colder than other places. .
"If...you need to train warriors, you can use me as a sword polishing stone. I will be waiting for your arrival...by the ancient tree."
The sparkle in Uku's eyes was gradually disappearing, and his ice-blue pupils became blurry again.
"What's up with him?"
Abedo felt this change and watched the changed Uku warily, holding on to the fallen branches by the lake and barely standing.
Uku stretched out his huge palm, opened it, and a light blue branch glowed in his palm.
"This is... the silver-white branch left to me by the princess."
The shining light emitted from the branches. Famas reached out to take it, and after sensing the vitality inside, he threw it to Albedo.
When he was in Munata, it could be said that there were as many of these branches as there were, especially the few huge ancient earth-line trees that remained in Kanria, growing randomly and supporting the sky of the entire ancient underground country.
But now, the surviving ancient trees may only be seen in the abyss.
"May the sky that brought down this snow and ice burn until there is no life left in it."
"May the black dragon that covered the sun in the princess's dream paint the abominable earth with red poison."
"I'm the last one, there's no need to stay anymore."
Uku slowly walked towards the honeysuckle tree.
"It's not necessary..."
Abedo stretched out his hand to stop Uku.
As a scholar, he still had many questions about the snow-capped mountains that he wanted to ask this wise Qiuqiu man, but he staggered as soon as he let go of the withered tree trunk he was holding on to.
"Let's go back to your alchemy workshop. You should have spare clothes, right?"
Famas glanced helplessly at the young man wearing his own clothes. Due to the battle and alienation, his seemingly messy but textured hair was spread over his shoulders. He smelled it slightly and smelled a faint smell of medicine.
Famas supported Albedo, and his chalky hair touched his fingers, soft and bouncy.
Two red figures walked on the snow-covered road. Abedo believed that if it weren't for the constant warmth from the boy around him, even if he defeated Qiuqiu King Uku, it would be difficult for a person to return to his alchemy workshop.
On the road, the wind and snow hit the two of them, but they avoided Famas and separated to both sides.
Albedo, who was wearing thin clothes, sneezed. Even with Famas as a heater, he still felt a little weak in his steps.
Famas, on the other hand, did not pay too much attention to the boy around him. In his strange mind, he was imagining that he was holding little Dulin's neck, ran to Wendy, and told him: "I picked up a child for you." return."
Imagining Wendy's sluggish look, Famas had a bad smile on his face, and with Albedo in tow, he couldn't help but speed up his pace a little, and rushed towards the alchemy workshop.
In Abedo's cave camp, there were two anxious figures.
"They haven't come back yet. Is it really okay?"
Sugar, with half-rimmed eyes, raised his head, looked worriedly at the heavy snow in the sky outside the cave, and muttered to himself.
Timaeus, who was regarded as a tool man, carried a large amount of firewood and came from the cliff.
Shaking the snow off his shoulders and head, Timaeus panted and added a few logs to the fire.
"Timaeus, did you...did you see Mr. Albedo on the road?"
After Timaeus, who was dressed in brown clothes, finished adding firewood, Granu asked anxiously, and even the shyness he usually felt when speaking disappeared.
"No…"
Timaeus shook his head helplessly: "Sugar, don't worry so much. Mr. Famas is very strong and will definitely come back safely with Mr. Abedo."
Timaeus, who saw the power of Famas, was a little worried about his teacher's safety, but his mentality was much calmer than the anxious Sugar.
"Really? But, they have been in the snow-capped mountains for a day and a night, and they haven't brought any supplies yet..."
Obviously, Timaeus' comfort had no effect. Sugar still paced back and forth in the cave, glancing at the path outside the camp from time to time.
"Teacher Abedo...don't let anything happen..."
