Maiden of the Icefield

"So, I've transmigrated?"

Although it was a question, the speaker didn't need an answer, as what she saw before her was the best possible reply.

"Speaking of which, how exactly did I transmigrate? I don't have any memories at all..."

"But more importantly than that, where am I right now?"

She looked around, and all she could see was a vast expanse of white snowfield.

It was a fine day, with the clouds not too thick, but the sunlight shining down offered little warmth.

This was because she was currently standing on an icefield where the surrounding temperature was below minus ten degrees Celsius.

The sunlight, reflecting off the ice and snow, was so dazzling that she could barely open her eyes.

"However, it's only now that I'm realizing it... the things happening to me seem even more noteworthy..."

She raised her hand and looked at her palm.

Lifting her palm to shield her eyes, the sunlight shone through it. Her delicate, pink palm couldn't block the light.

Her tender palm was like a work of art; anyone who saw it would be unable to resist looking at it a few more times.

But at this moment, her delicate little hand, completely unprotected, was exposed to the icefield with its sub-zero temperatures. Yet, she felt no discomfort whatsoever.

It was as if the biting cold wind of the icefield simply didn't exist.

"Even though I'm only wearing a dress..."

A simple dress was all she had on, with her arms bare. Under the cold wind, she didn't even get goosebumps; her skin remained smooth and fair.

Such thin clothing, offering no warmth, would only hasten death in an icefield of unknown frigid temperatures.

Whoosh~~~

Another gust of wind blew, and the maiden narrowed her eyes.

Hmm, this wind feels quite pleasant.

She had no other thoughts.

She wasn't normal.

She was aware of that.

After all, how could any normal human stand on an icefield for so long in such thin clothing without feeling any discomfort?

Speaking of which, shouldn't she move?

Ever since she inexplicably appeared on this icefield, she had been standing still, not taking a single step.

After all, appearing suddenly in such an unfamiliar place, it made sense to first figure out where she was before moving.

But...

"Where am I... Isn't it obvious from a single glance?"

After opening her eyes post-transmigration, she had a general idea of her location.

An icefield, but she didn't know much more than that.

Furthermore, the changes in her body had shifted her focus from the environment to herself.

There were simply too many suspicious things about her.

She accepted the transmigration surprisingly quickly, after all, she had read so many transmigration novels and practically role-played them every day.

Even after trying to calm herself down, she was still incredibly excited when it actually happened.

She could feel her heart pounding.

It seemed she had also changed bodies after transmigrating, and this new body didn't seem simple at all, but...

Why was she a girl? And she seemed so young!!!

"Could it be that I randomly got a female body?"

This...

The mai... maiden, after calming down, touched her face.

Yes, even without a mirror, she could confirm that she was a beautiful girl!

This was because she didn't feel any blemishes on her face, like pimples or scars.

With her instincts as a lecher, she could tell that her smooth, tender face was absolutely perfect, at least not a point that would detract from her overall appearance.

At the same time, she noticed that her hair wasn't black, but had turned into a head full of silver hair.

Silver hair?

For some reason, her heart suddenly started beating much faster.

This feeling made her feel as if she was falling for herself.

Although her "big dragon" was gone, at least she had become a rare beauty. That was much better than transmigrating into an animal or, if it even existed, a paramecium.

Since that was the case, there was no need to be coy about it.

To complain further would be too affected.

Besides, she had no complaints about her body. If she had to name one thing, it would be her short stature.

She roughly estimated her height to be around 1.4 meters.

Is this a silver-haired loli?

"Alright, next, I need to figure out where I am and how to get out of this snowfield."

However, as she scanned her surroundings, the scenery was all identical, making it impossible to tell which direction to go. She also wondered if there was anyone around at all.

Even if there were people, the chance of her encountering them was like finding a needle in a haystack.

To get out of the snowfield, she could only hope her current body's constitution was strong enough to support her.

But with just a pair of loli's short legs, trying to walk out of the snowfield was no different than a fantasy.

Even if her body wasn't affected by the snowfield environment, the time she had transmigrated was too short, and she didn't know if her body could withstand hunger.

She might starve to death before she could even get out of the snowfield.

But this was the only method she could think of after careful consideration. It was better than standing still and waiting to die.

However, before setting off, she bent down, made a snowball with the snow, and threw it forward with all her might!

"..."

The maiden fell silent. After throwing the snowball, her eyes had lost track of it.

Or rather, after throwing the snowball, it was too late to look up and find its trace; it had already disappeared from her sight.

The maiden looked at the snowfield, which was somewhat dazzling in the sunlight. She silently made another snowball, but this time, instead of throwing it far, she threw it towards a spot not too far away.

Bang~

With a muffled thud, a meteor-shaped crater about two meters long appeared about ten meters in front of the maiden.

"As expected..." the maiden understood.

It should be like this. Her body was unaffected by the unknown low temperatures of the snowfield, so her strength should be considerable.

A simple snowball throw showed that she was indeed very strong. How strong, she wasn't sure, as she had no professional equipment to test it.

If that were the case, then her running speed should also be not slow.

With that thought, the maiden, relying on her intuition, randomly chose a direction and began to run with her short legs.

After a brief acceleration, she stopped accelerating once her speed reached a certain level.

It wasn't that she couldn't accelerate further, but the snowfield greatly affected her speed.

But even so...

"This speed should be at least three times faster than my speed before transmigration when I didn't exercise often and was in a sub-healthy state."

Feeling the cold wind blowing against her, the maiden judged.