After the few people said goodbye to Sugar, they arrived at the gate of Mondstadt. Noelle stopped and said goodbye to the three of them.
"Eh? Why?"
Just as Paimon was about to fly over Noel's head, he was grabbed by Feng.
Ying walked to Noelle and took her hand.
"Because it's almost noon, and it's time to help Lisa sort out the books in the library..."
Noelle said hesitantly, and then squeezed Ying's hand reluctantly.
"This is... training as a preparatory knight for the Knights!"
After diluting with Ying for a long time, Noelle finally made up his mind, took Ying's hand, avoided Wendy and Famas, and walked to a small alley in a residential building in the city.
Paimon was grabbed by Famas who had a premonition of the development of the plot.
The wind between the alleys was very gentle. A black cat stood on the eaves. The sunlight was blocked by the red bricks of the building. Noelle and Ying were the only ones in the alley.
"Rose is my favorite flower. This is a paper rose that I folded by myself."
Perhaps because he wanted to thank her for her help and guidance over the past few days, Noelle gave her a small gift of her own.
"Do you know the meaning of roses?"
Ying seemed to be caught off guard.
It's obviously just an ordinary rose... Noelle is a little confused.
"You know, roses in Mondstadt represent keeping secrets. I learned a lot during this time that I experienced with my seniors. It is a beautiful memory for me that can be savored again and again in the future..."
Noelle looked at Ying's expression and asked strangely: "Hmm...could it be said that roses have other meanings?"
"No, it's okay..."
Ying's face turned red, but he hesitated to speak.
"Well, I'll check it out in the library later."
Noelle tapped her chin with her finger, "However, no matter what the meaning of the rose is... I hope that this rose can also accompany senior and take adventures with him!"
Noelle took Ying's hand, kissed her forehead gently, and then walked out of the alley with her dull Ying. She folded a rose out of red cardboard and put it in the pocket on her waist.
"Oh, has everyone in Mondstadt's beloved Rose Knight finished whispering with Ying?"
Looking at the two people coming out of the alley, Wendy dragged Famas' hand out of boredom and hung her entire body weight on the arm of the boy in red.
Paimon's mouth was stuffed with a large piece of fish by Famas, which was the takeout he had just ordered from the Deer Hunter Restaurant.
"Yes, Senior Famas, poet."
Noelle took a step back, bent down, and performed a standard knightly salute.
"I wish you all smooth sailing on your snow mountain journey."
After saying that, Noelle stood up straight, frowning suddenly as if he thought of something.
"It's so cold in the snow-capped mountains. Seniors should need some equipment to keep warm, such as gloves, scarves, and thermos bottles..."
Noelle suddenly opened his eyes wide and said with some self-blame: "It's all my fault for not thinking well. Please wait for me, seniors, while I prepare some supplies needed to enter the snow-capped mountains.
"No... no need... Noelle, you can also go to the adventurer camp under the snow mountain..."
Just when Wendy was about to refuse, they were just going to collect Timaeus' love poem homework, but Noelle had already run non-stop to the market, and then returned to the Knights headquarters.
When the three of them set off for the snow-capped mountains, Famas became a tool man and was forced to carry large and small bags of supplies. After Noel waved goodbye, he left Mondstadt.
Gray clouds sweep across the sky, and solid ice floats in the rivers. The season in Longji Snow Mountain is the eternal winter. The wind and snow flutter under the towering mountain top, covering up people's yearning for this beautiful scenery and burying the broken hearts of countless adventurers.
dream.
It is still noon, but the sky over Longji Snow Mountain is as dark as night.
On the snow-white path, braving the snow and facing the wind, three small black dots moved from far to near, closely together. As the distance gradually narrowed, you could vaguely see the blankets wrapped around their bodies.
In the strong air current, they dance with their teeth and claws.
Snowflakes clung to the clothes and heads of the three of them. Wendy and Ying were wrapped in blankets, and little Paimon also put on a scarf and small gloves specially prepared by Noelle.
Welcome to this sinister and cruel white world.
"Ah...ah sneeze!!"
Paimon sneezed, and with the inertia of his body, he shook forward. The blanket wrapped around him took off his hands, and he flew into the sky spinning against the biting cold wind, gliding in the wind and snow, and gradually disappeared. "Here, use this."
Ying handed Paimon his blanket.
Paimon shook his head vigorously, then dug into Ying's chest, tightened his clothes, put his small head on Ying's chin, looked at the towering snow-capped mountains above his head, and let out a long sigh.
"Fortunately, Noelle helped us prepare clothes. It's so cold even at the foot of the mountain. If we go up the mountain... we will definitely be cold to death!"
After saying that, Paimon rubbed Ying's chest and turned to stare at Famas who looked like a normal person.
"Is this the God of Fire? He's not afraid of the cold at all."
Famas was still wearing his usual clothes, and the cold wind howled, but it didn't seem to have any effect on him at all.
Ying folded her arms and stamped her feet on the spot, shivering and breathing, and couldn't help but sneeze several times.
Wendy quietly followed Famas and looked at the back of the boy in front of her.
The endless snow and the biting cold wind blew the cloak behind Famas. The top of Longji Snow Mountain was shrouded in a swirling white mist. The same was true for the once underground ancient country of Kanreia, but it was not destroyed.
Cold, but a terrifying curse of genocide.
Dragon's Back Snow Mountain was once the country of snow managed by the Shar Fendenir family.
In the Snow Country, a godless country, what is believed is the ancient silver tree, which symbolizes harmony and eternity. Perhaps the Snow Country has the ambition to establish a godless country, and also has the power to fight against the entire world.
The development of wisdom is always positively correlated with the degree of prosperity, so when a certain civilization develops excessively, the controllers must clean up in order to maintain their absolute and eternal authority.
The land of dust and mud doubts and transgresses the truth, tests the sky, and even dreams of ascending to the garden of the gods.
This will never be allowed or forgiven.
Therefore, Sky Island dropped the Cold Sky Nail, freezing all the silver-white ancient trees in the snow-capped mountains.
The Snow Burial City once had its own name, full of pride and romance, just as this mountain was once lush with green in the distant past.
After the spikes that froze the sky were lowered, crops could no longer grow on the earth, and the people of the Snow Country gradually died. The priests of the past climbed onto the sacrificial site that originally faced the sky, praying for God's forgiveness and hoping that the gods would withdraw and send down disasters, but they did not
I can hear the sound of the sky, but I can’t even return.
The princess of Fendenir took away the most complete branches of the silver-white ancient tree, hoping to continue the life of the ancient tree that shaded the country, and even tried to heal the earth's veins, but the earth's veins were cut off, the ancient tree had withered, and the princess died.
Failed to see new branches sprouting.
In the end, wind and snow covered the entire country.
Until a long time later, when the dark poisonous dragon fell in the valley.
The dragon's blood seeped into the earth's veins, and after a long period of time, the wind god Barbatos dissolved the shackles of Mondstadt's ice. At the same time, it also activated some of the earth's veins in the Dragon's Back Snow Mountain, allowing the ancient trees that had absorbed the crimson blood to emit light again.
Sprouts.
But at this moment, the ancient trees are no longer silver-white.
The ancient tree, carrying disaster and hatred, sprouted blood-red new shoots.