The Ice Age Came And I Just Got Married - Chapter 37

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Chapter 37
We rushed outside to see what was happening.
“I knew this was coming.”
We stood frozen, watching chunks of ice shatter from the towering tsunami that hung over the city like a guillotine blade, raining debris down onto the streets below.
It looked like I’d need to do something about this.
“That tsunami—I could try moving it somewhere else. It’s worth attempting, at least.”
Everyone turned to look at me.
A moment later, Brian grabbed his sides and burst into laughter.
“I had no idea you were the type to crack jokes like that.”
He dismissed my words as nothing more than a jest.
Marcus and Charlotte exchanged bewildered glances at Brian, but he seemed utterly oblivious to their concern.
Not that I blamed him. I would’ve thought the same thing in his position.
“……We should get closer to the harbor.”
That’s when Logan offered his opinion.
“Come on, Logan. He’s joking around. Why take a joke seriously?”
Brian laughed and reached out to pat Logan’s shoulder, but Logan brushed his hand away.
Brian stumbled backward, his expression turning to shock.
Only then did Logan look back at me. And somehow, his eyes had shifted—now holding a warmth I hadn’t expected.
“Let’s go.”
Without thinking, I took his offered hand.
I could see Marcus now patting Brian’s shoulder in turn, as the older man stood bewildered.
“There’s plenty you don’t understand.”
“What don’t I understand?”
This time it was Charlotte who patted his shoulder.
“Senior, not knowing something isn’t shameful, but having prejudice is.”
After she said that, she followed along with Logan and me.
Brian stood shifting his weight from foot to foot, clearly torn between returning to his shop and following us.
After a moment’s hesitation, he wrapped his arms around his head and hurried after us anyway.
Only then did I allow myself to relax, turning my head to look at Logan’s face.
“Let’s take Brian to Dotori Village.”
“I’d rather not.”
“But you’ll do as I ask, won’t you?”
“……Yes.”
I laughed.
Soon we stood before the shattered harbor, where an ice barrier had been erected—the source of the enormous tsunami.
Even seeing it again, the frozen tsunami was so overwhelming that my breath caught involuntarily. It was less a natural disaster and more like the work of a god.
A wall of ice dozens of meters high.
Sunlight struck the frozen surface and scattered into blue refracted light, like a colossal crystal palace.
Of course, the closer I approached, the less beautiful it seemed.
Because frozen within that ice were people—swept up and locked in place mid-air as the water turned to solid.
I lowered my gaze for a moment.
No matter how much time passed, I never got used to sights like this.
Crack.
Then I heard a sound from above.
A fissure appeared somewhere in the ice barrier, and chunks of ice scattered downward like powder.
Snap.
Crackle—
The fracture spread downward faster than I’d anticipated. If that enormous ice barrier collapsed all at once……
The seawater trapped behind it would pour out in a torrent. The entire harbor would be swept away by the tsunami.
It was what I’d expected, but facing the crisis head-on made my heart race.

That’s what the novel called this event later on.
What had the novel said about it again?
[As the frozen tsunami collapsed over Rosebrook, the city suffered catastrophic damage. Only five percent of the population survived the disaster. Notably, only the Forest Area where Demon Village stood remained completely unscathed. Had there been Silverstone in the city at that time. Had someone known how to use that Silverstone. Could that tragedy not have been prevented?]
—From the Extreme Cold Survival Strategy
Yes, the novel had said exactly that.
Five percent survival rate. Even if the city looked dead, there would still be people hiding somewhere to escape the cold, many of them managing to survive in that way.
But most of those survivors would die anyway, that’s what the book meant.
‘It was strange that the Forest Area supposedly suffered no damage at all, come to think of it.’
Even if the tsunami only covered the city, a disaster of that magnitude should have had some impact on the Forest Area right next to the urban district.
‘There’s definitely something fishy about Demon Village.’
With that thought, I stepped closer to the ice barrier.
Logan grabbed my shoulder.
“Be careful.”
I stared at the ice barrier. I could feel the presence of Silverstone drifting through my body.
It seemed clear that I could use this stone to move the tsunami, but…
I didn’t have quite enough power.
Chirp—chirp—
Pippi emerged from my pocket and fluttered around me.
When Pippi acted like this, it usually meant follow me. And in that moment, I felt the presence of Winterstone.
【Annie, what on earth is this?】
【It sparkles like starlight. We picked it up in front of the ice.】
【You shouldn’t just pick things up like that. Do you know what this is?】
I heard the voice of a small child and what appeared to be the child’s mother.
These must be the ones who had found the Winterstone.
And judging by Pippi’s behavior, this Winterstone was definitely going to help with the current situation.
Was it coincidence? I had just been thinking that I needed more Silverstone.
Pippi couldn’t possibly read my thoughts, yet somehow the creature had a knack for finding what I needed at crucial moments.
In any case, I gestured to Logan and then followed Pippi.
Pippi flew along the ice barrier toward somewhere. As I walked along the harbor, a black market shop came into view—
and there I saw a family loading bundles of their belongings onto a cart.
A five-year-old girl, a boy who looked about ten, and their parents.
It seemed they were trying to evacuate, having seen the tsunami that would soon collapse upon them.
The children were so bundled up in layers of clothing that they looked round and fluffy as snowflakes.
Pippi circled around the children.
The children’s eyes lit up with joy—it was rare to see such a cute creature—but the parents were the problem.
“Get away!”
A man who appeared to be the father swung a wooden stick at Pippi.
“Wait, hold on—!”
As I moved forward in alarm, Logan stepped in front of me.
“It’s a bird we keep. Please stop—it won’t harm anyone.”
The man, startled by Logan’s sudden appearance, hesitated.
Then Marcus, Charlotte, and Brian arrived—
and the parents’ expressions turned vicious at the sight of Charlotte.
“Why are you here! You damn Raven Corps!”
Raven Corps?
I turned to Charlotte with a puzzled expression, and she made a guilty, distressed face.
“That damned organization created by Harry and Charles—people call it the Raven Corps.”
Ah. So they had mistaken us for that ‘gang of scoundrels’ because of Charlotte.
Then Brian seemed to recognize the family.
“Oh? Who do we have here? Aren’t you Mr. Miller?”
“Huh? Mr. Khan?”
Mr. Khan? These people knew Brian Corner as Vladi Khan.
We watched as Brian shook hands with the man who appeared to be the father and exchanged warm greetings.
According to Brian’s introduction, the man’s name was Joseph Miller, a fishing captain who operated a fishing vessel at the harbor.
It seemed Brian had built this connection during his time here conducting intelligence work at the harbor.
“But Mr. Khan, why are you with the Raven Corps? Surely you’re not…?”
I stayed quiet for a moment, then stepped forward slightly.
“The leader of the Raven Corps is dead. Charles and Harry—you know them, right?”
“What? Those damn bastards are dead?”
“Dear, the children are listening.”
When the woman who appeared to be the mother protested, Joseph, the father, seemed to calm down a bit and compose himself.
It was clear that ‘gang of scoundrels’ had done considerable harm to them.
He then pointed to Charlotte.
“Then who is this woman?”
Marcus stepped forward with a gentle smile and spoke on Charlotte’s behalf.
“She’s part of our group. She was once with the Raven Corps, but she helped us dismantle them.”
Meanwhile, I approached the five-year-old girl, crouched down, and greeted her.
“Could you maybe show me that sparkling thing too?”
“Huh? How did you know Pippi has the shiny thing?”
The child opens her mouth in a small triangle, asking a question. How adorable.
Thump—
Crack—
That was when fissures began to spread across the ice tsunami.
There was no time to waste.

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