The Ice Age Came And I Just Got Married - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60
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I had everyone take shelter in Eve House, and now Logan, Marcus, and I stood atop the stone wall.
Cold wind lashed across my face.
Whoooosh—
The snowstorm had drawn close enough to be visible beyond the forest.
I gripped the collar of my coat with one hand and lifted my gaze.
Beyond the stone wall, snow swirled with fierce intensity.
The forest that had been visible just minutes before was now obscured behind a hazy white veil.
“There!”
Marcus shouted.
I turned my head in the direction he was pointing, having climbed onto the wall alongside Logan.
But no matter how hard I looked, Vincent and Nathan were nowhere to be seen. The snow had accumulated so quickly in the meantime that it had erased every trace.
Squeak—!
That was when Pipi came fluttering through the raging storm, landed on my shoulder, then tumbled helplessly in the wind.
I caught him. As soon as he felt safe in my hands, he began flapping frantically toward something.
It seemed he was trying to tell us where Nathan and Vincent were.
Pipi thrashed in my grip, but didn’t take flight—afraid the wind would sweep him away.
I held him firmly and moved in the direction he was straining toward.
“Eve, leave this to me and step back.”
“Logan, if I move, you’re going to move too, aren’t you?”
At my question, Logan looked at me with worry before finally nodding.
“Then if you move, I have to move as well. A married couple is one body.”
……
“And Nathan may be your man, but he’s my man too. I’m the Duchess of Chesswind, and I have a duty to protect my people.”
Logan laughed. It seemed he’d fallen into the habit of objecting first, then watching to see what I’d say. ……Was he a deviant?
Just then, Marcus spoke from behind us.
“You two seem to have forgotten that I’m here.”
Only then did Logan come to his senses and let out a sigh.
“Right. Let’s go.”
We moved forward into the whiteout where we could see barely an inch ahead, guided by Pipi like a signpost.
“Logan!”
Rather than answer, Logan wrapped his arms firmly around my waist.
The ground beneath us had collapsed, creating a massive ice pit.
“Wait, stay back for a moment. I’ve dealt with situations like this before—let me handle it from here.”
Logan pushed me toward Marcus, then advanced toward the collapsed debris. He brought his military boots down hard against the frozen ground.
Crash—!
The massive stones and ice chunks blocking the opening shrieked and flew back, struck by a force that seemed impossible for a human to generate.
Through nine regressions, Logan had honed his senses to instinctively locate survivors trapped beneath the snow.
But the pit was deeper than expected, and the snowstorm was howling, constantly refilling it. There was no time to pull them out physically.
I steadied my wavering body and pulled out my pocket watch.
Twenty minutes before Dotori Village entered the trajectory radius of the storm.
It’s getting harder to hold on. Time is running out.
That moment—
You have Winterstone.
A voice spoke inside my mind.
Without thinking, I clutched at my chest.
I felt silver mana writhing deep within my heart.
“Eve. No. Not here.”
Noticing I was about to use Winterstone, Logan stopped me.
He wasn’t stopping me out of overprotection, but because it made no sense—Winterstone felt dangerous in a situation like this, with whiteout bearing down on us.
His caution was reasonable.
But—
I can do it.
The voice continued whispering to me.
I placed my hand over my heart. My heart surged violently, and silver mana flowed through my entire body.
I reached past Logan’s shoulder and pinpointed the “space” within the pit. I recalled the sensation from when I had moved a massive ice tsunami wholesale.
Logan turned to look at me.
“Wait. I’m certain I can do this.”
……
After a brief silence, Logan slowly released his grip. Instead, he took a step closer to my side.
Ready to catch me the moment I collapsed with a nosebleed.
I gave him a nod, then flicked my fingers. In that instant, a shower of silver stars swept across the pit.
Whoosh!
Where the brilliant flash had passed, the rubble and snow that buried the survivors vanished.
Logan quickly jumped down and hauled Vincent and Nathan up, tossing them topside.
Well—hurling them up like sacks of grain, really.
Vincent crashed onto the stone wall that hadn’t collapsed, gasping for breath and barely conscious.
Nathan, meanwhile, clutched the Redstone fragment I’d given him and breathed a sigh of relief.
Both men looked badly injured. Vincent especially.
Soon Logan scrambled up after them.
“I knew you’d come. I trusted you.”
Nathan smiled with a ashen face, looking at me rather than Logan.
The Redstone Nathan possessed was far too weak to shield both of them from an avalanche.
I stepped toward them at once and reached out my hand. Red light poured from my fingertips, enveloping both men who were on the verge of frostbite.
A sharp breath.
Vincent’s eyes fluttered open at the warmth spreading across his body.
He lifted his head and looked at me. His gaze trembled.
From overextending my power, hot liquid trickled from my nose.
Logan pulled out a handkerchief as if he’d been waiting for this, pressing it against my nostrils.
He then fixed Vincent with a murderous glare. In Logan’s eyes burned a palpable killing intent—retribution for making my wife suffer.
It seemed Logan hadn’t wanted to save Vincent at all.
He’d witnessed from a distance how Nathan reached out to rescue Vincent up on the stone wall.
“Sorry, but we don’t have time for this. We’ve got ten minutes before the storm reaches us.”
That’s when Marcus signaled urgently, supporting Nathan. He gestured with his chin toward Vincent.
“He looks too heavy for me to manage alone.”
At Marcus’s words, Logan’s face crumpled in obvious displeasure.
Vincent, now visibly defeated, hung his head with darkened features.
“Leave me behind. I don’t want to be any more trouble.”
Honestly, I’d known for some time that Vincent didn’t like me—it radiated from him unmistakably.
Yet despite that, wasn’t he helping with the stone wall reinforcement for the village at mine and Logan’s direction?
This accident had simply happened. It wasn’t intentional, and it couldn’t really be called a burden.
The fact remained unchanged, even if he needed to survive in this village for the time being.
That’s when Logan spoke to Vincent.
“Honestly, I don’t care what happens to you. I could leave you behind right now, but……”
Logan trailed off and glanced at me briefly before continuing.
“I’m not doing that because of my wife.”
Only then did Vincent look at me.
He let out a pained sound. His face was full of regret and self-reproach.
“Forgive me. I was arrogant.”
I’m not sure what he was being arrogant about. But Nathan seemed to understand.
“Now I see why His Grace’s aide told me to bet my luck on you.”
…What?
I’m actually curious what that’s supposed to mean.

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