806 A Northlands With Only Myself (1/2)

Snowflakes kept falling down as snow swiftly accumulated on the ground. It was as if a naughty child was coloring the entire world white with a crayon.

I looked blankly at everything before me. My breath was visible in the air. All the mountains spreading out were covered in white.

The entire world had suddenly become like this the moment that I brought out my sword.

Endless snow stretched all the way out to the horizon. A frozen waterfall sat above a lake of ice. The distant snow mountains seemed like a background, yet they also seemed to be close by.

”Elisa… Harloys?”

A strange spatial sensation had affected my senses. I was the only one remaining in this quiet world.

It was so silent and cold. I was really unaccustomed to such a world with nothing in it.

I took one step forward. All I heard was crunching snow.

”Is anyone there!?”

The only response I received was the echoing of my shout within the snow mountains.

I tried to be on guard against this world, but found myself unable to concentrate on being defensive. My instincts told me that there was no danger here, that I was the only one here, and that this was a safe haven just for me.

”What type of evil curse is this?”

I couldn't understand. What type of curse could have instantly trapped me in such a domain?

Was this a Soul World? No, I hadn't sensed any magic.

A teleportation curse? Forcefully teleporting me would almost be impossible.

Was all of this real? That was even more impossible. I was just in the Fire Elemental Plane which had endless flames, and I was facing the current Fire Elemental Goddess. It would be impossible for such a domain of ice to appear.

Such a land of ice and snow wouldn't be suitable for fire elemental creatures at all. It would be far more suitable for an ice mage like myself…

”Eh?”

Only now did I discover that I was holding a translucent ice sword rather than my familiar Dawn Holy Light sword.

This crystal-like longsword had a blade which was more than 2.5 meters long, which far surpassed common sense. Its streamlined body had no decorations on it at all. Its natural curves seemed abnormally beautiful.

This sword naturally existed without any decorations. Its translucent blade seemed as thin as an insect's wings, making me wonder if it would shatter with the lightest touch. It seemed more like a piece of artwork than a weapon.

However, the chill emanating from it reminded me that this Northlands ice magic sword was definitely a vicious weapon.

Northlands had no hilt. Its entire body was a blade. Without me realizing it, my right hand holding it was now covered in blood. However, the blood transformed into red snowfall before it could even drip onto the ground.

Blood flowed on the blade as an icy chill swirled around it and mysteriously attracted my attention.

I mysteriously started feeling this. I instinctively knew that this sword desired to take lives, no matter if those lives came from the enemy or the wielder. This sword's purpose for existing was to take lives.

I inserted the sword into the ground and helplessly sat down on the snow. I then confusedly lay down as I gazed at the endless snow and white clouds in the sky.

I finally figured it out after seeing this sword. No strange curse had taken me here at all. It was clearly I myself who brought me here.

The reason?

”Ha, so I was nothing more than a coward after all, even though I resolved myself already…”