Two days later.
On the vast snowfields within the Land of Iron, three blurry figures trudged forward with great difficulty, each step sinking deep into the snow.
Since they were all wearing light-colored cloaks with hoods, their clothes and appearances could not be made out clearly. From behind, they looked like one adult and two children... Ahem, no, a group of one tall and two short people.
"Ugh, if I'd known the Land of Iron had such godawful weather, we should've brought Luo Bing along!"
Araki pulled his legs out of the knee-deep snow once again, took another step forward, and complained.
Looking back, the path they had traveled was filled with one deep snow pit after another—the footprints they had left behind.
Araki had known that the Land of Iron got snow, but he had never imagined it would be this heavy!
Looking at the frozen, snow-swept landscape around them, it had not quite reached the point of mountains dancing like silver serpents and plains galloping like wax elephants, but it was not far off.
What Land of Iron? They might as well rename it the Land of Snow!
Turning to look at Karatachi Yagura, who was struggling just as much beside him, Araki felt slightly more balanced. Looks like I'm not the only one suffering. Then he looked ahead and saw Oyashiro En, who was walking far more easily than the two of them...
So having long legs was really that great?!
"How did we end up deciding to bring this guy along?"
Araki fixed Oyashiro En with a death glare. *If we'd replaced him with Xiu Bing, Luo Bing, or even Hua Bing, who isn't even ten yet, we'd be in a much better situation! What use is the Ketsuryūgan at a time like this? Hypnotizing yourself