Himmel's Diary

In the 30th year of the Xinshi Era, on the Northern Plateau, at Kri Doa Lake.

A biting cold front suddenly swept in, and fine, scattered snowflakes began to fall.

Dugu Qing, Frieren, Fern, Stark had no choice but to stop in the port city and rest for the time being.

Days passed by.

After dealing with all the minor issues that had accumulated, Dugu Qing activated the Divine Heavenly Might Magic and began to read through the pages one by one.

Months later, Stark, longing for the vibrant world of the south, Fern, yearning for their distant homeland, grew impatient and urged Frieren to set off.

Frustrated, Frieren had no choice but to call upon Dugu Qing, and together they arrived at the port amidst the swirling snow.

The captain, seated in his armchair, paused slightly upon seeing the group.

"Coming in a blizzard? Are you all tired of living?"

Frieren gave an awkward smile and looked at Stark.

Stark clenched his fist and thrust it forward. "We're not elves; we can't just wait a few months. A year, especially a year when we turn twenty, is incredibly important to us, sir! You should know that!"

Fern clasped her hands together and made a gentle request.

"Yes, sir! We all want to end our trip as soon as possible and return to the warm south to enjoy life! Do you think...?"

The old captain raised his pipe, took a light puff, and looked weary.

"Young people! Regardless of your subjective will, this is the objective reality. You must slumber in winter to bloom brilliantly in the height of summer. Go back! My ship is not a coffin."

The typhoon whipped up waves ten meters high, slapping fish and shrimp from the seabed onto the shore.

Stark and Fern stared at the massive waves, momentarily stunned, and then listlessly nodded in agreement.

"By the way, I suddenly feel like building a snowman, do you guys want to come?"

A sudden inspiration struck Dugu Qing, who found an interesting way to while away the winter days and enthusiastically extended an invitation.

Upon hearing this, Stark rolled his eyes in exasperation, his expression full of disdain.

Building a snowman? Wasn't that a game he played when he was seven?

Since his hometown suffered, he seemed to have grown up overnight, becoming more mature and losing all interest in childish things. Sigh...

"Great! I'll participate."

A faint smile appeared in Fern's eyes, and he nodded repeatedly, full of anticipation.

"Come with me!"

With a calm smile, Frieren led the two to a wide, flat patch of snow.

Dugu Qing bent down, scooped up some snow into a ball, placed it on the ground, and gently rolled it. The snowball grew bigger and bigger.

His palms were red from the cold, but he was incredibly happy.

A few moments later, a soft and cute snowman was formed.

Fern and Frieren also bent down, scooped up snow, carefully kneaded it into snowballs, placed them on the ground, and slowly rolled them to build their own snowmen.

Three little snowmen stand side by side, nestled together.

Dugu Qing, Frieren, Fern exchanged glances, their lips curving into clear, distant smiles that seemed to transcend time and space.

Inside the inn, Stark looked at Frieren, Dugu Qing, Fern standing on the snow-covered ground and sighed heavily, completely unable to comprehend their thought processes.

Kri Doa Lake is the largest lake in the north. A few days later, the heavy snow melted away, and the sun proudly shone with light and heat, driving away the bitter cold.

The ice on the lake's surface is gradually melting, making it passable for boats.

Frieren, Dugu Qing, Fern, Stark found the old captain at the port again.

The old captain looked at Frieren and thought she really resembled the legendary Frieren of the Himmel Squad! He accepted everyone's invitation to set sail.

In exchange, please ask the adventure team to help find Himmel's lost autobiography.

Dugu Qing was somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect the old gentleman to be a fan of Himmel! We'll take this task."

The old captain smiled and said, "Himmel saved this town in my grandfather's generation. I admired him since I was a child, and everything about him is a very precious treasure to me."

Frieren nodded slightly. She knew she would have to meet Himmel again sooner or later after arriving in Ende.

When they meet, what should be the first thing to say? What should be the topic? What issues should be thoroughly resolved? And how should they say goodbye? Frieren is at a loss.

If we could get our hands on Himmel's diary, then... perhaps we could find some inspiration in it.

"Okay, let's get going!"

The group boarded the ship and sailed straight towards the island in the vast blue sea.

On the sea, tall sailboats set sail, and people rushed towards the Golden Land in the north, seeking wealth beyond measure.

Frieren sat in the small boat, looking at the old captain strangely.

"Is that a fleet of ships? There are so many! Where are they going?"

The old captain, rowing patiently, explained.

"I heard that a Golden Land, where everything is made of gold, has recently been discovered in the north, which is why there are so many people crossing the lake."

Stark's eyes lit up.

"Gold, really?"

The old captain didn't believe in unfounded legends; he only believed in the wealth he had created with his own hands. He smiled noncommittally.

Who knows!

As Frieren gazed at the calm lake, she recalled a chance encounter with Macht hundreds of years ago...

Throughout her long life, she has fought countless powerful Demons, and on eleven occasions, she was defeated by mages whose magic power was lower than her own. Macht was one of those mages...

The small boat drifted across the clear lake surface and reached the riverbank.

The group jumped off the ferry and walked straight along the flat road, where a dilapidated and desolate monastery came into view.

A layer of shimmering pinkish-white light floated around the courtyard gate, isolating it from the outside and preventing anyone from getting close.

Frieren raised her hand and touched the barrier. After a moment, she realized that its strength was weak. After a little thought, she activated her magic and easily broke through the barrier.

The group entered the monastery and proceeded straight to the library, where they discovered a statue of Himmel in the main hall.

"What a cool pose!"

Stark couldn't help but sigh.

Fern clenched her fists, thinking to herself, "Where is he handsome? He's completely incomparable to Dugu Qing!"

Frieren gazed at the statue of her deceased friend, lost in thought.

She walked slowly forward and found Himmel's lost diary beneath the statue of Himmel.

The library was quiet, save for the sound of Frieren turning the pages of her notebook.

As Frieren looked at the diary, it was as if she had returned to the past. The handsome Himmel, the alcoholic Heiter, and the kind-hearted Eisen —their voices and smiles appeared one after another.

The adventure unfolded in a series of moments, both joyful and sorrowful.

Frieren was engrossed in the book, turning the pages one by one until she finally found a blank space.

She suddenly remembered that Himmel's diary was lost on the way, so naturally it only contained half of the entries!

What's written on it?

Fern stepped forward with concern.

Frieren closed her diary wistfully, "Just some ordinary things."