In the end, Stelle still managed to learn the Frostarm Lawachurl’s possible current location from the group, and she even marked it on the map.
Then, fully satisfied, she set off toward the snow mountain.
Behind her, inside the adventurers’ camp, several people stood there blankly, watching her retreating figure.
Originally, they hadn’t intended to give her that information.
Although they were obligated to share what they knew with adventurers who came to subjugate monsters, at the same time, they also had a duty to stop those hot-blooded young adventurers from throwing their lives away.
But when it came to Stelle…
“Miss Iris, why did you give her the information?” Stevens let out a soft sigh and couldn’t help asking the woman beside him.
It was as if he had just witnessed a life slipping away.
“I…
I don’t know either…” Normally calm and rational, Iris seemed a little flustered now.
Just now, Stelle had walked up to her, taken her hand, and looked at her with unwavering determination.
In that instant, Iris found herself completely speechless.
Then, with just a simple “Trust me,” Stelle had somehow made her nod, and she ended up telling her everything she knew.
The others beside her were left utterly dumbfounded.
“Sigh, there’s no point saying anything now.
Let’s hurry and prepare for a rescue,” Iris shook her head, silently cursing her momentary lapse in judgment.
Faced with that girl, she simply couldn’t bring herself to be harsh, nor could she say anything forceful enough to drive her away.
“That’s all we can do…
By the way, is Captain Eula around Dragonspine lately?” Harris the cook asked.
If Captain Eula were there, they wouldn’t need to worry too much.
At the very least, keeping that girl alive wouldn’t be a problem.
“Because of the dragon incident, Captain Eula has taken a team elsewhere to clear monsters.
She probably won’t be coming to Dragonspine anytime soon,” Iris shook her head.
“Besides, she usually only comes here occasionally to soak in the hot springs.
This time, we’ll have to rely on ourselves.” “Then let’s get everything ready.
The moment that girl sends out a distress signal, we move immediately!” …
“Heh, looks like this constitution of mine does have its advantages.” Stelle rested her baseball bat on her shoulder, humming a little tune she made up herself.
She could tell those adventurers didn’t believe in her at all, so she went straight for their leader.
Literally went straight for her.
She didn’t even need to say much—yet Iris reacted like an inexperienced young girl, flustered and panicked, spilling everything Stelle wanted to know.
It was a bit too cunning, but there was no helping it.
They had been stubborn, and she couldn’t exactly force the information out of them.
Using a bit of charm was her only option.
“But…
this snow mountain really is cold.” Stelle exhaled a breath of white mist and glanced around at the vast expanse of snow.
She hadn’t eaten any hot food, relying solely on the power of a Pathstrider to resist the cold.
It might also be because night had fallen—the temperature here was terrifyingly low.
There was still a long distance to the Frostarm Lawachurl’s location.
If an ordinary person came here at night to hunt monsters, this long journey alone would likely be a death sentence.
“Ya yika!” “Hm?” Stelle’s eyes sharpened.
She immediately stopped, turned, and swung her bat.
Clang!
The bat struck something—upon closer look, it was an arrow, which she knocked flying away.
“Don’t Hilichurls ever sleep?” Stelle couldn’t help complaining.
The Hilichurls before her were of a type she hadn’t seen before.
Including the two Samachurls, their appearance seemed specially adapted to this icy environment—their colors were strikingly uniform.
Seeing their attack fail, several Cryo archers drew their bows again, frost gathering at their arrowheads as they aimed at Stelle.
The Samachurls beside them began to dance in place, chanting incantations she couldn’t understand.
Unfortunately for them, attacks of this level posed no real threat to her.
Hitting her would be difficult in the first place.
Just as the arrows were released, Stelle moved.
Her speed was so fast it was almost impossible to track with the naked eye.
The arrows struck the ground behind her, bursting into clusters of ice.
In an instant, she had already appeared in front of the Hilichurls.
Her bat came down first on a Samachurl, interrupting its spell before it could be completed.
Then she twisted her body, sweeping the bat across the neatly lined-up archers.
Within one or two seconds, all of the Hilichurls had fallen.
If Iris and the others had seen this, they probably wouldn’t have been so determined to stop her from entering Dragonspine.
“Hoo…
just a bit of warm-up.” Stelle flicked her bat before resting it back on her shoulder.
After that brief fight, the chill she had felt earlier completely vanished.
Even though it only lasted a second or two, it was more than enough as a warm-up.
The Hilichurls on the ground had already dissipated, leaving behind scattered spoils.
As someone who always valued thrift, Stelle naturally gathered everything without hesitation.
After making her preparations, she continued toward the location Iris and the others had mentioned—the Frostarm Lawachurl.
Not long after she left, Rosaria slowly stepped out from behind a nearby tree.
“Seems I underestimated her.” From the looks of it, even a Frostarm Lawachurl might not be much of a problem for her.
Amber’s worries had been completely unnecessary…
Yes, Amber had specifically come to find her.
Their relationship wasn’t particularly close, yet Amber still sought her out for Stelle’s sake.
She was afraid something might happen to Stelle and hoped Rosaria would follow her.
At the time, Rosaria had appeared lazy and unmotivated on the surface.
In reality, even if Amber hadn’t asked, she would have followed anyway.
After all, Stelle was an unknown factor to Mondstadt—they couldn’t just leave her unchecked.
Of course, there was also a tiny reason: she didn’t want anything to happen to Stelle either.
Rosaria was well aware of how dangerous a Frostarm Lawachurl was.
Because Albedo often conducted experiments on this mountain, she frequently came here to keep an eye on him.
Naturally, she had encountered one or two Frostarm Lawachurls before.
Even for her, dealing with such a monster required considerable effort.
With only that baseball bat, it was hard not to worry about Stelle.
It wasn’t until just now, after seeing Stelle effortlessly dispatch that group of Hilichurls in mere seconds, that she felt somewhat reassured.
Though they were only ordinary Hilichurls, the strength and technique Stelle displayed were far beyond what normal people could achieve.
Her true power was definitely more than what appeared on the surface.
Of course, Rosaria would still follow her—just in case anything unexpected happened.
“What a mysterious girl…” Rosaria murmured, then moved to catch up with Stelle.