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My Stubborn Soul Card Follower-Chapter 509 - 405: Alice’s Snowfield Adventure (6K)
Moreover, back then the Snowfield Tribe was the most steadfast supporter of the Twilight of the Gods, a key force in the Twilight Council brought from the Northern Lands’ Snow Realm by the Twilight Bishop Claude.
Shen Sui recalled the scene when he first entered the Snowfield. It was truly a battle of force throughout, conquering the entire Snowfield by sheer power.
This time, as Alice entered the Snowfield, she would likely endure numerous fierce battles as well.
With this thought, Shen Sui opened the Dueling Device to check on Alice’s current status.
[On the third day of entering the Snowfield, Alice encountered one of the fiercest snowstorms in Snowfield’s history.] 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
[The Flame Shield supported by her Magic Power could only last for a few minutes before draining her magic power completely.]
[Alice had no choice; one hand held the Flame Shield while the other sipped on a Magic Potion, barely advancing through the snowstorm.]
[At night, Alice would dig out a deep pit in a leeward spot to curl up for a brief escape from the cold.]
[The fierce snowstorm swept through the Snowfield, bringing immense disaster to the tribes inhabiting it, yet their fate remained unknown.]
[Ding! You have obtained the Event Card: Snowfield Snowstorm]
[As night fell, the snowstorm finally ceased.]
[Alice looked up to see the white snowfield beneath the dark sky. The reflection from the snow allowed her to continue moving forward even in the night.]
[Suddenly, Alice saw a distant firelight.]
[The faint flame flickered in the wind, as if it might extinguish at any moment.]
[Alice followed the firelight towards it.]
[A neatly aligned settlement appeared before Alice. The continuous snowstorms hadn’t destroyed these buildings, nor left much trace of snow on them.]
[Alice walked into this little town, finding it deathly quiet.]
[She headed towards the source of the firelight, a low house that looked surprisingly large, and walked in without hesitation.]
[What greeted her was a group of people sitting around a bonfire.]
[Men, women, elderly, and children, about twenty or thirty people. Their resolute and stern faces faintly visible in the firelight.]
["Leave here, child," an old man weakly said as Alice entered the room. "We have no food here."]
[Alice was taken aback, looking around. Everyone sat on the ground around the bonfire, seemingly waiting for something: "What are you doing?"]
["Waiting for death," the old man’s voice echoed again.]
[In such a merciless snowstorm, hunting was impossible, and the warriors sent out by the tribe never returned.]
[The snow and wind didn’t destroy this tribe, but hunger did.]
[Even if hunger didn’t prevail, the cold would, for they had run out of fuel.]
[Alice looked at the people in front of her, awaiting death.]
[The Snowfield was utterly unsuitable for life’s survival.]
[Yet why did these people not leave?]
[Before entering here, Isabella had told her about its past.]
[The tribes of the Snowfield were permanently banned from entering all churches for assisting the Twilight Council.]
[They were forced to live upon the Snowfield due to helping Claude.]
[Although Isabella wished to help, as the leader of the Blood Race, she must consider the interests of her race.]
["If it’s food," Alice slowly said, "I have... and a lot of it."]
[They had helped Claude.]
[Claude had saved her.]
[So she was obliged to save them.]
[Alice very simply took out supplies meant for the Dream World from the ring: "Hmm, there’s fuel too."]
[Ding! You have obtained the Spell Card: Snowball]
[The sudden appearance of life-sustaining supplies left everyone present in a daze.]
[At the brink of life and death, considering costs and consequences is laughable.]
[The old man quavered, "Thank you for your benevolence, may I ask what you desire?"]
[As long as it could keep the people here alive, even becoming slaves would be acceptable.]
[Alice smiled gently: "No need, I’m only doing what I ought to do."]
[The firelight illuminated her beautiful, fair face, the pure, lovely, and gentle smile dispelling people’s last doubts.]
["Can you tell me your name?"]
[Hearing the question, Alice paused for a few seconds in silence.]
[Seemingly deciding in her heart, Alice resolutely said, "Just call me Alice, my ancestor is Claude Modena, thank you for the contributions to my ancestor’s cause."]
["Claude Modena..." the old man’s eyes gradually widened, "Is that the legendary lord?!"]
["I believe so," Alice nodded and then asked the old man, "This snowstorm came suddenly, the tribes on the Snowfield are probably all afflicted, can you tell me where the nearby tribes are? Time is pressing, I must hurry."]
[Alice decided to first help the tribes on the Snowfield overcome the crisis.]
Seeing this, Shen Sui couldn’t help but feel a bit relieved.
Alice is always Alice.
[The tribes on the Snowfield were connected to each other, and the old man quickly pointed out the locations of the nearby tribes to Alice.]
[As Alice was about to leave, the old man stopped her.]
[He said resolutely, "Miss Alice, thank you for your help."]







