Chapter 59
Hororok.
He quickly brought the warming tea to the corner of his mouth and slid it down his throat before it turned cold. The hot tea was warming his body.
“You mean you don’t have any simmani?”
At my words, the North Sea man with the pale skin and tightly set eyes nodded.
My gaze fell on the North Sea man’s stomach. The winds of the North Sea are so fierce and cold that even a man who had been born and lived there for more than thirty years was protected by layers of clothing and even the skins of animals that had adapted to the sea. His pale complexion and sunken cheeks made him look like he hadn’t eaten much.
Assuming it was an excuse, I asked.
“Why isn’t …… there?”
“It’s because the nations took him away.”
The countrymen.
The government troops had come here.
“……The Guan Army?”
“Guanjun?”
The North Sea man shook his head in disbelief and asked what a guanxi was.
“I didn’t say ‘nations’.”
“I think there’s a misunderstanding. I don’t know how the word is received by the Zhongyuan, at least not here in the North Sea.”
The North Sea man stretched out his finger and pointed to a spot. There was nothing but a field of pure white snow, whipped by a northerly wind.
I raise an eyebrow, not quite sure what he’s asking me to see.
“……!”
The shadows cast by the occasional blizzard thinned out to reveal a massive citadel.
“There they are, the nations of the North Sea.”
No way.
I looked at the Beihai and spoke.
