Tremendous winds were blowing.
Kuleuleuleu.
The ground rang minutely.
‘What’s this?’
Something unknown. It wasn’t like earthquakes did not happen in Versailles Continent. But the situation around seemed far too peaceful. The mountain they just came down from did not shake even the slightest bit, gradually their bodies moved toward the minute sound.
‘No way.’
After looking downward, Seoyoon’s face became pale. Below the thick ice, rapids were flowing! A huge river was flowing beneath the ice at a furious pace. Through the currents charging at the ground of ice, the minute sound emerged. Seoyoon and Alveron were instinctively engulfed by fear.
If it was just monsters, they would not be afraid of dying. But if the ice breaks and they fall into the river below, they would helplessly freeze to death.
‘Down below is going to be incredibly colder.’
At their current location was a sharp cold, the temperature of the river down below need not be said. Seoyoon and Alveron were completely tense.
Gedeukdeukdeuk!
Weed pulled out a sculpting nail and chisel, scratching the ice to draw a circle. Then he pulled out a Blacksmith hammer and began ruthlessly slamming the ground.
Every time Weed slammed down the hammer, the ice rang. Blood drained from Seoyoon and Alveron’s faces.
‘If you want to commit suicide, do it alone.’
‘Goddess Freya bless him. Grant me salvation.’
Then they heard Weed’s muttering voice.
“Very solidly frozen and not even cracked. Then with greater force……..”
At the end of this, a tremendous fear surged upon Seoyoon and Alveron. Soon, Weed swung the hammer with all his might. He accurately concentrated the force toward the center of the circle he made.
Kuaaang!
Kuaaaaaang!
Every time Weed slammed down the hammer, Seoyoon and Alveron felt faint. Goosebumps encroached all over their bodies. After looking at each other and nodding, they located a safe place and backed up. Meanwhile Weed swung the hammer several more times and the ice finally broke off, making a round circle. Around the line made at the beginning with the sculpting knife! A big hole formed there. A hole where the cold river flowed through!
Weed squatted down on the spot and sat, pulling items from his bag one by one. A long fishing rod, pots and a net capable of holding fish.
“Shall I go catch some now?”
Weed cast the fishing rod into the ice hole. Smelt fishing in the dead of winter. Weed became proficient in the Fishing skill to the point he could procure food to survive in this place. Through the cracked ice, the riverbed seemed transparent. Inside the river, fish were swimming energetically.
“Big catch!”
Weed busily moved the fishing rod.