“Lacraxan. I knew that you were a strong person, but I didn’t expect it to be to this extent. It seems like you receive the aura of protection exceptionally well.”

“Yeah, it’s fascinating. I read that our family has an unusually good physiological compatibility with you. The Northern region itself is similar to Edwards.”

Those from the Edwards family with ice attributes become particularly robust when receiving the protection of Bercheria.

The aura they absorb is on a different dimension from what ordinary people perceive.

Because her nature is responsive to the attribute, the amount she absorbs is significantly different.

Moreover, Lacraxan was already a strong person by nature, so it was questionable how much stronger she could become with the protection.

“I should practice concentrating more aura on you later.”

“Yeah, later.”

“Yes.”

“When your body is completely healed.”

“Yes.”

There were sufficient reasons for the Emperor to be particularly vigilant against Lacraxan.

Lacraxan, with her existence alone, could be a threat to the Emperor.

Intentionally choosing a direction towards an unseen beach, they walked on the sand as soon as they touched it, Lacraxan lifted Bercheria.

If things were normal, she would have insisted that she could walk on her own, but now she was quietly entrusting her body to him.

When she lost strength, she was a woman who would sharply confront anyone approaching her.

Now that she had regained everything she had lost and reached the realm of the gods, she was surprisingly docile.

She might not realize how endearing these actions made her seem.

“Where are we going?”

“Not to the castle.”

There was no need to create a confrontational situation with Gerard now that her strength had returned.

Even if he was a fool, the name of the Emperor had weight.

Moreover, now that Ferialt was ahead of the three continents, the armies and resources he could muster were enormous.

“Is there a place other than the castle where you can stay?”

Looking down at Bercheria, Lacraxan answered.

“Yeah. Since it’s the North, there’s no place I don’t know.”

Bercheria gave strength to the hand that was holding her neck.

“Stop!”

At the woman’s voice holding the fan, the carriage stopped abruptly in the middle of the road.

Her hand trembled in the air, stopping suddenly.

“What is this? What on earth is this!”

Suddenly, Bercheria’s aura of protection spewed out and was felt all over her body.

“No.”

The woman began scratching her body with her nails.

It felt as if hundreds of spiders were crawling up her skin, a dreadful feeling.

“Don’t do this. Please don’t do this.”

How chilling Bercheria’s aura was.

It was making people collapse with its lukewarm temperature.

For the woman, it was an unavoidable situation.

From the beginning, she was a woman for whom everything was made extreme against Bercheria.
As Bercheria’s aura weakened, she became stronger, and as Bercheria suffered and despaired, her mind became clear and vivid.

“Ahh!”

Feeding her a stale bread to cloud her mind, and whipping her every day were all for her own sake.

As she scratched the dress as if having a seizure, the fan fell out of her hand and rolled on the carriage floor.

Her hand, which scratched the lace-covered dress, rose to her face, wildly scratching her cheeks.

“This is not right. It can’t be like this.”

The woman breathed heavily, burying her face between her knees.

“I have been chosen by the gods. I am the goddess who protects Ferialt. I am not a fake like Bercheria.”

After breathing heavily like that for a while, the woman slowly lifted her head, frustratingly slow.

Blood spread from the wounds on her cheeks, making her cheekbone a mess.

“Let’s go.”

When the woman spoke, the coachman tilted his head and asked.

“Where should we go?”

“To that child. Into the forest.”

“Yes.”

The carriage started moving with a clattering sound.

“Yeah, let’s try. You probably want to rampage as if anything can be done about the prey theme.”

The woman looked out the window and bit her nails.

“When you emit the aura of protection, I will make the crazy ones go even crazier. Got it?”

Her irritable voice mixed with the sound of the carriage wheels.

When Lacraxan was young, people used to say that the weather in the North was like the capricious heart of a woman.

One moment it snows, and the next moment it rains, and there were also times when drought continued for months.

It happened after Bercheria’s protection disappeared.

“Where is this?”

Lacraxan brought her to a small cabin made by hollowing out a large tree.

“My father was good with his hands. He hid these places all over the forest for my older brother and me, who liked hunting. He was very proud when we discovered new places and enjoyed them.”

Although they were very old clothes, as soon as they lit the fireplace, it blazed up as if it had been waiting.

Lacraxan brought Bercheria to the rocking chair in front of the fireplace.

Covering her wet body with a pre-prepared blanket, he sat in front of her on his knees.