The neatly re-dressed hero hopped on the spot to confirm nothing was missed, then raised her head to look at the misty sky.
The plain finger claw hung at her waist, and a snake-shaped hairpin, which she did not know when had twined itself around her hair again, gathered her fog-white strands and fluttered slightly with the icy wind.
Hero exhaled a puff of white mist.
[Average Temperature (Cold Degree 59, Altitude three thousand+18, below 77 signifies negative temperature, above divided by 2)]
D100=d100(82)=82=5/2=2.5
Although she had succeeded in exterminating a group of Goblins, the quest she accepted from the Adventurer Guild still lacked sufficient clues, and she hadn't been able to assist the Border Count and the army.
The Curse of Silence on her wasn't even lifted yet.
Moreover, those hundreds of Goblins were just a drop in the ocean on the vast highland.
Despite not ignoring the Snow Woman's warning, Hero still felt she couldn't just head back like this.
