"Why? Isn't that what Alvarossa is teaching? ”

"You also believe that this is the arrangement of fate? Don't you don't believe in fate? ”

Jeno's skeptical expression froze Ash's heart. Yes, she didn't believe in fate, she didn't believe in the three sisters, but she had to believe it. Whatever she did, it was believed to be Avarossa's will, and over time, she became Avarosa's reincarnation.

Even Ash herself couldn't remember why she got the bow of Avarossa, so she subconsciously took it as a guide to Avarossa. When her mother took her to the Ancient Frost Mouth, she didn't know that there was such an ice bow hidden in the grave.

Ash had never shown this to anyone else, not even Tedamir. And the man in front of him knew that he really saw through himself!

Ash felt happy in her heart, but also panicked, she always felt that Jeno would say something very uncomfortable the next second.

The more people who know you, the more they can hurt you.

Ash greeted Jeno again in anticipation and apprehension: "Don't you remember? Actually, this matter has something to do with your mother. Glenna is fanatical about finding the legendary tomb of Avarosa, and even sends out an entire tribe to find it, something that is well known to the Freljords. So, why did she come up with such childish and crazy ideas? Why hadn't anyone been so fanatical about looking for it before? Who had instilled this thought in her? ”

In front of Ash's eyes, a wall of ice shattered. In an instant, some kind of secret buried beneath the ice suddenly emerged.

"My mother, Glenna, also follows the guidance of the Frost Priests...... Hiss! ”

With a sharp inhalation, tears welled up and Ash collapsed.

The longbow came out of her hand, she fell to the ground, covered her eyes in pain, and in the cold darkness, she saw her childhood sweetheart who had grown up with her, and the ghost of the Frost Sacrifice Sima Karlov seemed to be haunting in front of her eyes.

"Glenna is a powerful Warmother, and the Frost Priests want to kill the powerful Warmother and let the incompetent Warmother lead the tribes in order to ensure their leader, Lisandro, absolute rule over Freljord. Ash, there has never been any fate, neither you nor Sejuani have been arranged by Lisandro. ”

In the darkness, Jeno's voice came faintly. She understood, she understood everything.

She carried on her mother's last wish, took up the bow of Avarossa, and embarked on a difficult path, never thinking that the path was arranged for her mother by the Frost Priest. All of this is Makarov's desire to instill in her mother's mind a paranoid and slim desire to trick her into the trap of the Frost Guards and take her tribe to the grave.

She thought that she had gotten rid of him, that everything was over, that she had ushered in a new beginning, but she did not expect that she had been living in his shadow......

"Don't cry, it's better to see the reality clearly than to continue to keep it in the dark." The truth is a sharp knife that sticks into the weak heart, and looking at Ash's appearance of hiding his face and crying, Jeno also feels that his words are a little harsh.

Seeing Ash's heartbroken appearance, Jeno approached and crouched down to help her relieve her grief, but he didn't expect the latter to grab his wrist suddenly.

The cold sensation invaded his blood, and his pupils narrowed under the stimulation, staring at Ash suspiciously.

Ash's tears had stopped, and she suppressed the pain of being deceived and betrayed, and exhaled a mouthful of white frost: "Can you swear that what you said is true?" ”

Ash pressed Jano to see if she was able to tell the difference between truth and falsehood, but she just didn't want to face it.

Seeing Ash clutching his hand, Jeno relented.

"I swear to the three sisters that what I say is true, and if it is half false, I will ......"

"Nope! The three sisters are losers, cheaters, and they don't deserve our trust! Ash forcefully interrupted Geno's half-talk, and Lisandro's approach disappointed her in the three sisters.

In Freljord, the three sisters were prayed for strength to survive adversity, for courage to fight to the death, and for knowledge to see the truth. But Lisandro played with fate and betrayed her trust.

"Then I swear to you, Ash ...... Warmother"

After solemnly swearing an oath, Ash finally stopped pestering Jeno and let go of his hand.

The silent Udir was confused, he only understood that Makarov was a frost priest of the Ash tribe, and he didn't know what he had done, but he was still happy to see Ash aroused by Jeno to hate Lisandro.

"What if I tell Sejuani the truth? Can we reconcile as before? We have a common enemy, and we must be mad about the fate that Lisandro has arranged for us! Knowing that everything was Lisandro's conspiracy, Ash tried desperately to salvage his friendship with Sejuani, but this naïve idea would take a lot of push to come true.

"It's scary, it's not easy. I understand that Nizi's character, it doesn't make sense for you to reason with her, she won't turn back if she decides on the way, unless she ......"

Udir stopped talking, and Ash was hung up.

"Unless what?"

"Unless she is conquered by a more powerful being, in her eyes, a big fist is the truth." Udir frowned, Sejuani's strength was terrifying, she could slay the ice trolls before she was an adult, dare to hunt on the territory of the lost, and even cut the ice troll in half with a single sword, not to mention that she had grown from a fledgling girl to a battle-hardened woman. And after getting the North Wind Flail, her strength will only be stronger than Udir's impression.

"It's really in line with her style." Ash burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Have you figured out a way? Jeno glanced at him obliquely, a little confused.

"It's not hard to convince with my fists, and although I see her as my sister, I've been eager to teach her a lesson for a long time." Ash flicked his cloak and turned around in style, staring at Winter's Claws in the distance.

Although Jeno didn't know where she got her mysterious confidence, he didn't ask more when he saw that she had come out of her grief. Seeing that it would take some time for the lost to catch up with the Abyss, he turned his gaze to the other side.

From his current position, he could already faintly see the furnace village hidden in the mountains.

"We're almost there, let's go talk to Orn first."

Jeno couldn't wait like that, or the bears would engage the army before it reached the furnace country, so it would be safer to take the initiative to get Orn closer. Although the old guy didn't like to leave his turf, he had to give it a try.