After finishing their exploration of the War of Divine Judgment ruins, the two of them finally set out for home with one concern off their minds. Three days later, they returned to Snow Smoke Manor in Ice Hammer City.
Compared to their dusty, hurried journey there, the return trip was far more leisurely.
Over those three days, Ivette deliberately slowed their pace, letting Frost Hua serve as her guide as she took in some of the Snowfields' magnificent sights. Along the way, she also rescued several lost adventurer parties and handed out a few Witch statues.
After returning to Snow Smoke Manor, Ivette slept like the dead for an entire night. She did not wake until the following afternoon, when Frost Hua knocked on her door.
Incidentally, Frost Hua was knocking on the sliding door between the courtyard and the bedroom. Having spent so long invisible, she had apparently developed the bad habit of not using the front door.
Soon, at Ivette's lazy response, Frost Hua slid the door open and entered the room, her bare feet stepping across the floor.
Seeing the chestnut-haired girl lying on the bed, wrapped into a ball beneath the blanket with only her head exposed, she froze for a moment. She had not expected her mysterious and powerful grandmaster to have such a girlish side.
Then she bent down, offered a respectful greeting, and said, "Grandmaster, I have already contacted Senior Sister—but it will probably take quite some time for her to arrive."
Over the past four hundred years, since nothing particularly urgent had happened, she and Tertia had used the official communication channels of the Snow Kingdom and the Academy of Truth for nearly all their correspondence.
And what were those official channels? They simply had beast tamers control flying magical beasts to