“Is there any other way?”

“There is an old hunter’s path, but…”

“No. Not there,” Nienna answered firmly.

The old hunter’s path in question was a cramped and precarious road to march on. They would suffer enormous damage if they encountered a raid in such a place.

Pavan approached Nienna as she let out a sigh.

“Well, it’s not like we can anticipate an earthquake or an avalanche.”

“No, I know the North better than anyone else. I can see in my head where and how much damage the earthquake would have caused. Have we ever wandered aimlessly or been late?”

“No.”

“Exactly. That was because I drew the map in my head while considering the cold, the weather conditions, and the other damage that might have occurred. That’s why this is strange. This is a place where avalanches and ground rises cannot occur due to the slope being too gentle and the ground being hard,” Nienna explained.

“Hmm. It definitely does make me feel uneasy,” Pavan nodded.

“It does, doesn’t it?”

“So do we not have any other way?”

Nienna looked at Pavan as if he was being absurd and then opened her mouth.

“Who do you think I am? I’m Nienna Nelben. We can march on the hunter’s path if we put some work into it. But the problem is…”

Then Nienna stopped talking as her gaze stopped ahead. An unknown man had slowly appeared atop the cliff. The man with long hair was wearing armor that was not suitable for the climate.

Pavan tilted his head in wonder at the sight.

“That’s an armor that does not fit the climate at all. If he wears armor like that in this weather,...