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Hmm...

That crevice over there should be close enough...

Weiss, how long do you think it'll be before my brother comes back?

Based on what the Master said before the trip, about three or four more days.

Eh... That's still pretty far from now.

Huh? Is that him...?

No wait, is it my sister?!

The Saintess went to the Vine-Bead Court months ago. With everything she must attend to, there's no way she'd be here. No need to get antsy; I'll get the door.

Oh, Auntie Tarja! What brings you here?

Okay!

That's one step closer!

The cave's not really all that high up, so I should be there soon.

Tearstone?

It's a kind of light blue ore, only found in a cave halfway up Mount Karlan. Legend has it that it's the condensed tears of Kjeragandr.

Almost there!

So Uncle Tarja's condition got worse, the tearstone that was supposed to last over half a year was used up by autumn, and no one on either side of the mountain can lend him any more?

How could this happen...?

According to legend, tearstone can only be mined one palmful at a time, for that is the size of one of Kjeragandr's teardrops.

If any more are extracted at once, then they lose their effectiveness.

In fact, you were the one who retrieved the one Mister Tarja was using. That was two years ago though, so you might not remember it.

Oh, right, I remember now!

Weiss, think you could bring Auntie Tarja with you and drive around to see if anyone else has any tearstone?

Milady, you...

I'll keep looking around the house. I remember picking up a little one to use as a decoration, but can't remember where I put it.

Are you sure?

Y-Yeah, I'm positive. As soon as I find it, I'll grind it down for Uncle Tarja and decoct it.

And if you do manage to find one, you don't need to come tell me. Just head straight to the Tarja household.

Please be careful, milady.

It's... It's not like I'll be doing anything dangerous, just looking around the house! Anyway, get going already! Someone's life is on the line here!

Alright.

I'll get the car ready. Missus Tarja, come with me.

Ensia turns her head and takes a look at the ashen-gray sky.

For now, the clouds aren't too dense, and not even a single sign of wind can be seen through the window.

Weiss's intuition is as sharp as ever.

If it weren't for Uncle Tarja's emergency situation, he definitely wouldn't have left me alone.

Seriously, he's way too much of a worrywart. The snow won't be coming down hard until later in the evening anyway, and the cave isn't too high up. Just a quick climb up the cliff.

Welp, up we go!

Now all that's left is to head in and mine some tearstone. Shouldn't take long!

Ensia closes her eyes and silently bows to the holy Mount Karlan.

Success! Fits perfectly, right inside my palm.

Still, I may have been pulling a fast one on Weiss, but tearstones are so pretty. Maybe I really should grab a few more for decoration next time...

That said, I can still see the marks I made on the walls here two years ago. Nothing's changed at all.

Ensia stands at the mouth of the cave and looks down the mountain. She can still see the smoke from the Tarja household.

Just wait for me. I'll get you your tearstone in no time flat!

Brrr, so cold!

The wind's kicking up?!

Crap, that snowstorm's coming in a lot sooner than I thought.

Welp, can't get down the cliff anymore. Better take shelter in the cave and wait it out...

Wait, no. Uncle Tarja's still waiting for that tearstone, and who knows when the storm will stop?

I'll have to descend from the other side then.

Hmm... This route seems usable, but which way am I...?

This tree looks familiar... Wait, haven't I been here already?

I'll make a sign with my climbing rope. At least that way I won't be going in circles.

This path is... going in the exact wrong direction.

Ugh, this snow couldn't have come at a worse time.

I think I've come a pretty long way...

The cave is on the side of the mountain where it meets the lake, but I've been heading towards the lake this entire time...

I guess I'm already trespassing on Paleroche land then.

Stepping into another clan's territory without notice...

Even though her brother never went out of his way to discuss the other two clans with her, Ensia is no fool.

She knows that the Paleroche and Silverash clans have been at odds ever since Enciodes returned to Kjerag.

And before his latest trip, he specifically warned her not to have anything to do with the Paleroches unless absolutely necessary.

The situation in Kjerag was too delicate, and even a single careless whisper could trigger an avalanche.

Maybe I should turn back before they find me. Wait out the snow before heading back down...

No, I can't risk it. Doesn't look like it'll be stopping anytime soon.

This is a matter of life and death here! Time is of the essence!

At least the snow's thick enough that I didn't get hurt by the fall...

Hmm, I can see the settlements at the foot of the mountain.

And the lake too.

Feels like I've been trekking through the mountain's backside for forever. How is there still more trail...?

I can't even see the lake anymore...

I can tell I'm still descending, but this trail is way too long—

Suddenly a figure emerges through the wind and snow and into Ensia's field of view, like a miracle.

Hello? Hello?!

Can you hear me? I'm over here! Over here!

The figure notices her immediately and walks straight towards her.

Thank Kjeragandr! Are you a hunter from the mountains? How far are we from the bottom?

If you follow this trail down, you'll be off the mountain in about an hour and a half.

An hour and a half? Still that far?

There wouldn't happen to be any shortcuts?

There are, but none that can be used in a snowstorm this fierce.

I have mountaineering equipment! See this big ole backpack? I've got an icepick, climbing ropes, rock nails, the whole shebang!

Hmm... It could be worth a try then.

If you head back a bit to where you just saw the lake, there's a steep little trail covered in snow.

Thank you! By the way, I didn't get your...

Before Ensia could finish her words, there was nothing in her field of view except the wind and snow. As if Kjeragandr had deliberately hidden her guide from her.

She's gone?!

Well, whatever. Let's head back and give this a shot!

It worked!

That must've saved at least half an hour! Now to find a place where I can rent a burdenbeast or—

Stop! Who goes there?

Hello, I don't mean any harm! I'm...

Huh? Aren't you the second daughter of the Silverash clan?

I can explain, I—

Hmph, I'm just patrol the mountain. Save your explanation for the head of our clan!

The fragrance of the hot tea and sweets prepared by the servants still wafts from the table, but the two in the reception room do not sit, nor does a single drop or crumb pass their lips.

Tell me, what's going on here?

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to trespass into your territory!

Everyone who gets caught says that.