The loud rumbling noise and the vibration of the snow-capped mountain under her feet made Miss Chloe, who had climbed to a higher place, want to look back to check on Shad's situation, but she knew that Shad would not want her to delay the trip, so even with the worries in her heart and The guilt arrived, but she still bit her lip and continued to climb.

From a distance, the snowy **** of the platform at the highest point of the snow-capped mountain could already be seen, but the young witch with silver hair and red eyes felt that she couldn't hold on anymore.

In a daze, the thirteen companions who were still remembered by her unexpectedly all appeared beside her at this moment, pulling at the hem of her clothes and urging her to stop and rest. In a trance, all the demons encountered in this lonely and strange snow-capped mountain reappeared, laughing and laughing at her overreaching.

At this moment, it is the final journey, and the end is in sight, but Chloe's footsteps have become slower and slower. The wind and snow seemed to want to blow her to the ground. The mental confusion caused her memory problems, and even for a moment, she thought that she actually entered this snow-capped mountain alone.

When I regained my senses, I realized that I was lying on the snow and struggling to climb up. The tightness of her breathing made her pull back the scarf, turn her body upwards, and let herself lie on the snow surface, breathing heavily while looking at the colorful black sky where the snowflakes were scattered.

Chloe has never seen the colorful black in other places. She feels that at this moment, the sky is pressing down like a coffin lid, trying to lock her forever in this uninhabited snow mountain:

"Keep on *, go on."

He turned his body over and tried to stand up, wanting to continue walking up, but he only took two staggered steps before falling down again. It's just that after the fall this time, he didn't fall on the soft and cold snow, but stuck his head on the ice. She couldn't understand why there was a completely transparent layer of ice under her body, but she saw countless corpses imprisoned inside the snow mountain, stretching out their hands to her in the frozen mountain, with ferocious faces welcoming the next lost person to join.

"No, I'm going to the summit, I'm going to take the last stretch."

Fear forced her to stand up again, but at this moment thirteen companions, including Mrs. Marquez and an unknown man, appeared before her eyes again. They seemed to have been dead for a long time, and the shriveled corpses surrounded Chloe in front. Trying to stop her progress. But Chloe pushed their hands away, knocked their bodies away, and still walked up without hesitation:

"What is real? What is unreal?"

In the confusion of spirit, she asked herself:

"Do I really have a companion? Or, my companion, are there really two people who can follow me here?"

The voices of her companions were behind her, trying to make her stop, if only to look back.

Chloe didn't pay attention to those voices at first, but soon the experience of walking up the snow mountain with her companions flooded her mind. Those seemingly weird memories that I didn't know were true or false forced her to really stop, but before she turned her head, she abruptly changed her mind.

Because she can still feel the smell of wine and blood in her mouth, and still remember the extremely warm embrace of the man, and the very cute cat that is as warm as the sun.

"Even if everything is false, and even this is the space constructed by my consciousness before death, at least he is real."... .

! Chloe said to herself, supporting her body with both hands on the snow surface, stood up with difficulty and continued to walk forward, the peak was in front of her eyes.

"But you don't even know his name yet!"

A mocking voice came from behind, and Chloe knew that her "companions" were still following her, but this time the voice sounded like she had spoken it herself.

"name......"

"Poor Chloe, you don't think we're real! So he must be real?"

The voice seemed to be directly attached to her ear and speaking, like "another me" speaking in her heart. Chloe hesitated again, but the temperature in her body reminded her that the man really existed.

"Isn't it really your illusion that a witch can touch, enter and leave this mountain range at will, and even have powerful men?"

The voice is like a demon in my heart. Even in the howling snowstorm, it is still so clear. At this time, the young witch had bitten her lips for an unknown number of times. The pain did not make her more awake, but the taste of blood made her confirm:

"Yes, I believe, he really exists."

His complexion became firmer, and his footsteps moved forward more quickly. The voice belonging to her ear chuckled, as if she had achieved her goal, "she" did not continue to dwell on whether the "man" was real, but asked the question that the witch was most afraid of at the moment:

"So, he helped you* so much, but you left him alone?

Perhaps, at this moment, he has been dormant in the snow of the Silver Mountains, unable to leave his body and soul for thousands of years. Maybe that corpse was staring at the sky, wondering why you really didn't look back, and your soul was torn and devoured by the evil spirit of the snow mountain. He is really pitiful. "

Chloe's footsteps stopped again. She tried her best to control her emotions, but the picture depicted by her words seemed to have become the real picture she saw, and she kept urging her to turn around and go down the mountain in her mind~www. lightnovelpub.net~ The little figure in the wind and snow is so helpless, while more than ten different voices behind him are laughing so happily.

But in the end, she still hasn't looked back:

"I'm Chloe the Witch."

She didn't tell herself in her heart. Instead, he actually said this sentence:

"I believe in myself, and I believe in him."

Looking up to the front, this time she no longer cares about the voice behind her, no longer cares about the forces that once pulled her. Although the pace is slow, it is still steadily rising. After several minutes or even several hours of final climbing, those hands, which had been frozen and unconscious, finally reached the edge of the gentle **** of the snow-covered platform at the top of the mountain.

She moved her body so that her whole body came to the highest point of the peak. He tried his best to support his body and stood up, and tried to open his eyes wide at the height, looking at the vast snow-capped mountains and the darkness in the distance:

"This is, the peak..."

Instead of being happy at the moment, there was an indescribable sense of emptiness. There was a panting sound from behind, and when I turned around, I saw Mrs. Marquez, who was carrying luggage, and the cowering man, also supporting each other and struggling to follow.

"What happened just now was indeed an illusion...I really climbed up, it's time to go home."... .

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