Villager A is a very ordinary young man. As one of the thousands of awakened martial souls on this continent, but without soul power, it seems that his existence should not have a name.
After all, according to Teacher Datang's logic, in a world where soul masters are respected, people who are not soul masters are not considered human beings.
Of course, this is not important, because Villager A does live in this place, running around for life day after day.
"I'm so exhausted... Seventh Aunt hasn't given up on the idea that there are monsters around the village. The village chief has come to explain..."
"Speaking of which, tonight seems to be Bonfire Festival..."
"But the snow looks a bit heavy... Is it okay to start the bonfire festival in this weather?"
Villager A raised his hands and caught two flakes of snow that looked like goose feathers.
Although in the Northland, everyone has long been accustomed to such weather, but it always feels like a bad sign to encounter heavy snow during an important festival like Bonfire Festival...
Rushing to the open area in the middle of the village, the village chief, the seventh aunt, and most of the villagers were already there.
"Village chief, are everyone here?"
Villager A was quite interested and asked the highly respected village chief.
"Well...it seems that old Kenchi and the two children at the foot of the mountain are not here."
Kenchistaff Tronovsky, this is the name of the director of the orphanage. People in the village call him Old Kenchi. It is said that he is a descendant of a minority group.
"Is it because it's snowy and I don't want the children to catch the cold... Forget it, Villager A, let's get started."
Should we also call villager A at this time? ?
Byd I don’t deserve a name! ?
call--
The wind was howling, and the adults in the village gathered around the bonfire - the huge bonfire was doused with oil, and even the wind and snow could not extinguish it.
but......
call--
The wind and snow tonight seemed to be particularly heavy.
"[Snow Girl Ice Wind]!"
call--
On the snow mountain, Xiao Zhao is practicing his first soul skill.
This is the soul skill that comes from that unlucky snowbird, which seems to be its ability to flap the cold wind with its wings.
In the evening, Teacher Dachun and Xiao Zhao rushed to the snow mountain, but because it was getting dark, Ding Chun used his strong wilderness survival ability to build a new snow house, planning to wait until dawn before going down. Snowy mountains.
But idleness is also idleness.
So he asked Xiao Zhao to practice his soul skills a little bit.
After all, soul skills do require familiarity, and Xiao Zhao is also an extremely talented soul master. The two of them can form a combination in the future and call it "Pure Ice".
But Ding Chun also had some doubts.
That's...how he felt that he and Xiao Zhao might be targeted by some inexplicable people.
Looking at the buzzing kettle, Ding Chun curled his lips.
The two children are simply full of elements.
Orphans, don’t know where they came from, don’t know their past.
They have outstanding talents, they are all innate with full soul power, and they all have that kind of powerful beast martial soul.
Moreover, he is so powerful that he can obtain soul rings without the help of high-level soul masters.
This byd...how does it look like a hundred thousand year old soul beast has rebuilt itself into a human being?
Or two at a time.
Not to mention high, even a soul saint's face would burst into laughter. Of course, the final result will definitely disappoint those smart people, but...
By the time they are disappointed, it will be too late.
It is possible to exchange the lives of two children for two red soul rings and two hundred thousand year soul bones. Even if there is a chance that the bet is wrong, I believe no soul master can refuse.
"So the organizer of the Easter Tournament doesn't have Mom?"
Although it would make him unhappy to be someone else's son, it would solve a lot of problems, at least no one would doubt his parentage.
Teacher Dachun has a very high sense of crisis. After all, there is an ancestor of the Tang family above his head who has no intention of interfering in human affairs and is ready to cause trouble at any time.
This is why Teacher Chun wants to wear Dou Yi even more.
"Ah Chun, the snow is so heavy outside."
Xiao Zhao's voice still contained a little excitement.
She likes snow.
Ding Chun got out of the igloo. The snow was really heavy. The igloo he built was almost buried underground. Fortunately, he had left a long enough ventilation hole in advance, otherwise the small igloo might not be safe. Will something like carbon monoxide occur?
After all it was lit.
I just don’t know if soul masters are afraid of carbon monoxide.
The snow was a bit deep, and Ding Chun hadn't grown tall yet, so it was a bit inconvenient to move around, so he simply possessed a martial spirit and transformed into a Wendigo.
Xiao Zhao used the first soul skill [Snow Girl Ice Wind] again.
call--
The wind and snow seemed to be getting stronger.
"Well--"
Is today Bonfire Day?
Looking towards the direction of the village, Ding Chun didn't care much. His antlers were already covered with ice crystals.
The red light swayed in the eye sockets of his skull-like face - it was the ability to see through life.
call--
The bonfire in the center of the village was extinguished.
It stands to reason that it will not be destroyed.
The wind and snow were really heavy.
The village chief knew that this bonfire festival could no longer be held, so he could only tighten his hat.
"Everyone, please go home quickly! The snow is too heavy today. If you continue to stay outside, there will be——"
"Village Chief! Everyone!"
Villager A suddenly shouted with a trembling voice.
"Um?"
Everyone looked at him.
Under everyone's gaze, Villager A raised his hand tremblingly and pointed in the direction of the top of the snow-capped mountain.
"what is that?"
There was uncontrollable fear in his voice.
Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.
Everyone froze.
In the snowy night when the storm was howling, two scarlet rays of light shone on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
——Something is watching them.
There seemed to be a light behind it, allowing the villagers to vaguely see the appearance of the owner of the two red lights through the heavy snow.
Thin, tall, with antlers on his head, but standing upright like a human being, he is so, so eye-catching on the snowy night and on the snow-capped mountains.
It just stood there, the scarlet light in its eyes wavering, making everyone feel chilled to the bone.
"quick--"
The village chief felt as if his legs were frozen in place, but as the village chief, he was the first to regain his senses, and shouted loudly to the villagers as if he had exhausted all his strength.
"Go home quickly!!!"
At the village chief's shout, all the villagers were awakened, quickly dispersed, and got into their houses as quickly as possible in deep fear.
--What it is?
Is it really a Wendigo?
No one knows the answer.
Ding Chun and Xiao Zhao also returned to the snow house.
Xiao Zhao is tired now and needs to rest.
