The Ice Age Came And I Just Got Married - Chapter 29

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Episode 29
“I was thinking about the old days.”
Logan gazed quietly toward the end of the Corridor as he spoke.
“Back then, I didn’t know there was an Ice Age Research Institute here.”
Whether in the past or now, Logan’s sole purpose has always been to protect and keep me safe.
He had no interest in ending the Ice Age or anything like that. He was already overwhelmed enough just protecting me from the Survivors.
So there would have been no reason for him to come to the Naval Base.
Logan’s nine lives were never described in detail. After all, Logan was a villain, not the novel’s protagonist—there was no way the story could spare pages to chronicle all nine of his lives.
‘Pages. Pages, then….’
Now that I think about it, where did I read that novel? I can’t remember anything except for that novel.
“There were a lot of strange things back then too.”
Logan stroked his chin and looked around.
“It felt like someone was watching.”
At Logan’s last words, Marcus and Charlotte turned to look at him.
“Wait, really? Someone’s watching us?”
“How does that make sense? It’s not like anyone’s casting magic. From what I can see, there’s not a soul here.”
They voiced their doubts in turn.
Then Charlotte tilted her head and turned back to Logan.
“But you came here before too? To the Naval Base? Why? Oh, right. Didn’t you do your military service after Academy graduation?”
The past wasn’t quite that past, but I was grateful Charlotte had misunderstood.
Logan nodded and answered.
“Yeah. I’ve been discharged now, though.”
“Why did you discharge? Because of the dukedom?”
“No. To get married.”
He spoke without hesitation, as if the Chesswind Dukedom were nothing compared to marriage.
“You shameless bastard.”
At Marcus’s murmur, heat crawled up my face for some reason. I felt bashful, oddly embarrassed—yet not displeased at all.
Marcus looked at Logan and me in turn with a slightly weary expression, then let out a long sigh.
“All right, fine. But what do you mean someone’s watching us?”
“Literally. I keep feeling eyes on me.”
Logan has good instincts—the sharp senses of one who has seen war.
“It’s not human.”
That single sentence brought sudden silence. Goosebumps rose from my scalp to my toes.
Peep?
Pepi, who had been perched obediently on my head the whole time, stirred.
He fluttered his wings and flew off somewhere.
“Pepi?”
I met Logan’s eyes and quietly followed Pepi down the Corridor.
Marcus and Charlotte trailed behind us with uneasy expressions.
That moment, I felt the aura of Winterstone and lifted my head.
[Records Storage Room]
A nameplate at the entrance of the heavy iron door came into view. Pepi fluttered before the closed door, looking back at me.
As I placed my hand on the doorknob, Logan laid his hand over the back of mine.
“Let me open it.”
There was no reason to refuse.
I decided to yield the first move to Logan.
Logan pushed open the door and stepped inside.
And we followed. As we entered, the aura of Winterstone grew stronger.
The Records Storage Room was packed with steel bookshelves and filing cabinets crammed between them.
Fleet Navigation Logs, supply ledgers, officer personnel records, emergency situation reports—the scent of paper accumulated over decades filled the air.
“There doesn’t seem to be anything worth looking at.”
Marcus spoke with a disappointed expression. Charlotte wore a similar look of letdown.
“Wait.”
I stopped everyone and moved deeper into the storage room. Pepi was flying in that direction.
In a far corner, a locked filing cabinet came into view. Pepi touched down gently on top of it, ceasing his flight.
I turned the lock over in my hands. The key Marcus carried didn’t fit this lock.
What key was this meant to be used for?
Logan, who had been watching quietly, approached and reached out his hand.
“Let me break it for—”
Crack—
But before I could, the lock crumbled to dust in my hand.
“…….”
“…….”
Both Logan and I froze in place.
“Heh, this strength is acting up on its own.”
Thanks to absorbing the Goldstone, my physical power had grown considerably—though it seemed maddeningly inconsistent.
For instance, Logan’s Greatsword was so heavy I could barely lift it with one hand, yet I could shatter a lock.
‘Come to think of it, everything I touch either bends or breaks. I can’t lift heavy things, but I can crush them?’
While I was turning this over in my mind, Marcus let out a whistle of admiration.
“Our junior colleague doesn’t even look human anymore.”
“That’s right, senior. I’m a demon now. Be careful.”
At my quip, Charlotte laughed and spoke up.
“I thought I heard Logan calling you a saint, not a demon.”
So she’d heard that, even though she was pretending not to listen?
Squeak—
The old hinges shrieked as the storage box lid swung open.
Inside lay not documents, but a single Black Velvet Pouch.
The pouch contained two Winterstones—one the size of a fist, the other no larger than a finger.
And on the box was a handwritten note.
[Unidentified Mineral Survey Report]
Record Number: 135227-B159
Author: Rosebrook Fleet Command, 3rd Reconnaissance Division, Major Eldier.
Content: July 10, 1917. First discovery of unidentified mineral immediately after the disaster struck. A mysterious silver mineral was found near the 7th Lighthouse at Rosebrook Harbor.
Warning: Do not touch. It consumes humans.
The memo appeared to have been written just after the Ice Age erupted.
The Winterstone gleamed with a subtle silver light. Inside, a faint white luminescence swirled like a captured blizzard frozen in place.
Silverstone.
The rarest variety among all Winterstones.
It possessed the ability to distort space.
With this, one could achieve Spatial Displacement. But the drawback was the risk of becoming trapped in the Formless Space. And there was no returning to the original location.
It was a one-way journey, not a round trip—though honestly, that couldn’t really be called a drawback.
The true problem was the possibility of becoming trapped in the Formless Space.
“So the soldiers discovered a Winterstone too. But what could that mean—about it consuming humans?”
“Spatial Displacement. If someone saw a Winterstone for the first time, they might easily assume it swallowed the person whole, since the person simply vanished.”
“You mentioned having Foresight, didn’t you?”
At Marcus’s question, I nodded and reached toward the Winterstone, then pulled my hand back. I turned to Logan and the others.
“Would it be all right if I absorbed this Silverstone?”
“Why not? You found it, so there’s no issue.”
“I don’t particularly want it either. It’s fine—you discovered it.”
Marcus and Charlotte answered in turn. Logan simply inclined his head without needing to speak.
Based on my earlier reasoning, I was confident the Winterstone would pose no danger to me.
I slowly brought my hand over the Silverstone. It began to emit a soft glow.
What had been a single thread of light instantly transformed into hundreds of silver threads that scattered into the empty air.
It looked like a shower of stars cascading down.
The silver threads climbed my wrist like living creatures and burrowed beneath my skin in an instant.
Flash!
A blinding flash erupted as all the light was sucked into my body.
In that moment, something deep within my heart seemed to awaken, a sensation that swept through my entire being.
So far, I had absorbed three varieties of Winterstone: Redstone, Goldstone, and Silverstone.
Remarkably, all three powers seemed to coexist harmoniously within my body.
I wiggled my fingers experimentally. I could feel silver energy gathering at my fingertips.
That was when Logan grabbed my shoulder.
“Eve, don’t use that power yet—!”
Before he could finish, his voice grew distant and faint. The space warped, and the location shifted.
‘But I didn’t use any power.’
Damp air and a cool scent seeped deep into my lungs.
Drip—
In that instant, blood ran from my nose. I quickly pulled out a handkerchief to stanch it.
I looked around, bewildered.
I had been dropped in a place I couldn’t begin to understand. And I was alone.

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