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More than two weeks have passed since we left Almad village. The area was quite cold, and it wouldn't be strange if it started snowing. Over the past two weeks, we'd occasionally stopped by the village on our way out of a hurry, but moved immediately after the night without doing anything in particular.
According to Wish who checked the map, it would take a while from here to get to the destination. Wish seemed impatient enough that he might not be able to reach it by the time it started snowing. Wish seemed to be thinking about something while looking at the map.
"Can't you help... Hey Kiki. Get to the side of the road ahead." (Wish)
"I see." (Kiki)
"Hey Wish. Are you okay?" (Mack)
The side of the road Wish spoke of was a place that could no longer be called a road. It seemed the carriage was about to pass through a forest where it could barely pass.