Ice Pillar Cherry

He brushed the hair from his forehead in annoyance, as if he had encountered a major problem.

It's indeed a problem. He doesn't have any medicine to treat fever. Making it on the spot isn't impossible, since this kind of medicine isn't that hard to come by. But this godforsaken place, where am I supposed to get the ingredients for him? Frog and Lancelot also entered the tent.

"Boss--"

Kefa stood aside and watched as a helpless expression appeared on the burly faces of the group.

"Leave it to Galan without worry."

Frog waved his hand dramatically, much like Zhou Yu Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms period waving their hands before battle, saying, "Go, Zhao Yun! I believe in you!"

Or perhaps it's, "Go, Huang Gai! You can definitely do it!"

What a load of rubbish!

Bro, where does your confidence in me come from?

Please don't just dump this burden on me, okay?

Although I was complaining in my heart, I couldn't just leave the person unattended.

After all, I had used my most precious resources to save his life, so I couldn't just let him die like that.

However, we need to develop a medicine with similar effects to cure his current condition.

He slowly crossed his arms over his chest and began to think carefully.

What medicine can achieve that? What medicinal ingredients are needed?

Ice Pillar Cherry!?

By the way, there should be Ice Pillar Cherry growing in this place!

He suddenly remembered something from before: Frieren had picked mushrooms growing under the Ice Pillar Cherry tree here for Fern, and brewed them into medicine for him.

I still remember that prescription, and it's perfectly feasible under these conditions.

The only problem is that the initial excitement of finding a solution has been extinguished. The most crucial question is: even with the Ice Pillar Cherry, where am I supposed to find it?

"So, buddy, have you come up with a solution yet?"

Frog patted Galan on the shoulder, noticing his serious expression; Garland was clearly deep in thought.

"There is a solution."

"Ah! I knew you could do it!"

"But I don't think I can put that method into practice—"

"Ah?"

What does this mean?

Frog was completely confused by Galan, feeling as if they were using different language systems.

"Anyway, I know what I need, but I don't know where to find it—well, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

He said that, but he didn't know anything about the growth habits of the Ice Pillar Cherry. He had never seen this kind of tree before, so where should he go to find it?

"Does anyone know about the Ice Pillar Cherry?" Galan asked.

He looked at Frog and the others, but seeing their blank expressions, he knew he had asked in vain.

"You should go ask someone if they know anything about the Ice Pillar Cherry. We need to find that tree to treat the Xiuke."

After asking around, they still couldn't get any information out of the group.

But that's not surprising, since this is a combination of caravan and mercenaries. Things like learning about nature and its creatures, which are refined interests and require a lot of knowledge, are obviously not their cup of tea.

Fortunately, it wasn't a complete loss. Just when the group was about to give up, an older member of the group overheard them asking about the Ice Pillar Cherry and told them that Ice Pillar Cherry often like to grow in deep ravines such as snow valleys or basins.

It is said that his grandmother told him about this. Although they had found nothing before, in the end, this clue alone saved them a lot of effort.

"Does that mean we have to search this snow-covered mountain valley?"

Lancelot gazed at the boundless snow-capped mountains outside the tent, lost in thought.

"It seems this is the only way. Why don't you send a couple more people to help me search?"

Galan said that, after all, relying on himself alone would be too inefficient for searching.

"You need more people? The two of us can go with you, won't that be fine?"

Frog patted his chest and said excitedly.

"The two of you?" Galan, somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, Frog, the head of the caravan, would take the initiative to suggest going to find the tree.

Logically speaking, shouldn't people like them avoid doing such arduous tasks themselves?

Why does Frog look so excited, bro? This isn't a snow mountain tour group taking you sightseeing.

What if something dangerous happens? What about the caravan?

"If he goes, I'll go too."

Lancelot turned his head from outside the tent and said.

Are these two really trying to elope?

"This could be a little dangerous—are you alright?" Galan still reminded her.

He looked at Frog, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Hey! You, an Apothecary, know it's dangerous but you still want to go, so I, Frog, have even more reason to go!"

"What kind of twisted logic is this?"

"You only got on the bus because I invited you in the first place. I can't let you put yourself in danger for no reason, can I? Besides, Xiuke is one of my and Lancelot's men. If something happens to him, we'll naturally have to cover for him."

He spoke with such sincerity that he seemed completely unlike a businessman, which made Galan change his opinion of him again and even develop a slight liking for him.

He's a bit strange, but he's still a loyal and compassionate person.

"With Lancelot around, he's worth several people. With the two of us going with you, you won't need to look for anyone else."

"Fighting is fine, but finding things is... I'm not good at that."

Lancelot spoke with a hint of helplessness.

"Aren't you afraid the team will fall apart without both of you leaders around? And what if we get attacked by monsters right now—"

"Hey! Dude, why are you more worried than us? The guys aren't pushovers, they're not going to cause trouble so easily."

Even if we encounter monsters, it won't be as bad as you think.

"Let's go without worry!"

He nudged Galan and led him out of the tent.

Is this confidence? It sounds more like carefree and thoughtless.

The wind and snow outside the tent suddenly intensified, as if someone had deliberately stirred up the snow-capped mountains.

Galan could faintly smell a scent in the air.

It felt very abrupt; the smell didn't belong to this snow-capped mountain, but rather to something else entirely.

"Let's go, let's set off! Don't wait until we come back and are completely burned to Xiuke."

Frog put on another layer of clothing underneath, making him look as bulky as a penguin.

He ran towards the distant snow-capped mountains, looking like a tourist on a trip.

"What a strange person," you're only just realizing that?

Lancelot heard Galan's remark and gave him a half-smile.

Has he always been like this?

"No—you could say that. He often goes crazy like this sometimes; you must have seen it, right?"

"They really show no mercy at all!"