I Marry the Ice Master?!
Chapter 85's

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...In this chapter there are parts that can trigger trauma or high emotions, for the high-blooded please step back!!...

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Crackling

A dry sound in which the feet collided with the twigs and the fallen large leaves scattered on the ground.

"It's so cool." Lynn muttered observing her surroundings.

It was the first time Lynn had walked in the forest while enjoying the beautiful scenery, while Lynn was thinking about something, her legs continued to move without realizing that Alfred was stopping.

Bugs

"Ouch... What a body stone is!" Ringis Lynn covered her nose.

Alfred did not rub Lynn, put on a flat face, he did not glance at Lynn at all.

"Slices, you have to remember where the way home is. Otherwise I'll make sure you won't calm down." Threaten Alfred to draw a straight line around his neck.

"We've arrived." Chrysanthemum chuckled softly, staring at Alfred asking for leniency.

"Gather the wood here, let's collect the swing!" Chrysanthemum Edict.

"I'm going to eliminate this useless show!" Alfred said coldly.

"Ha ha ha..." Chrysanthemum chuckles funny.

Alfred ignored Chrysanthemum, picking up the wood he thought was suitable for use as firewood, Lynn crouched to gather the wood into one pile.

"Has everything been gathered?" Ask Chrysanthemums.

Lynn and several other colleagues nodded their heads, confirming the Chrysanthemum question.

"Well, let's get together again with the others." Said Chrysanthemum lifting a pile of wood in his hand.

"Secretary Lynn!"

Lynn, who was busy looking at the scene before leaving, was shocked by a straddle on her shoulder.

"Love?" Lynn said she couldn't believe it.

Sinta tilted her head smiling faintly not understanding Lynn's gaze.

"Why? Is there something on my face?" Tanya Sinta touched her face.

Lynn shook her head, she did not know how to respond to Sinta's actions. While Lynn is busy with her thoughts, she doesn't realize that it's just her and Sinta.

Lynn smiled awkwardly, she was confused by Sinta's attitude. Though yesterday Sinta threw herself with the ball and now Sinta stuck to him like a postage stamp.

"Eems... Sink-"

"Secretary Lynn look there's a beautiful bird cut it." Sinta pulled Lynn's hand closer to the big tree.

The firewood in Lynn's hand fell scattered due to the pull of Sinta.

"God! I-i'm sorry! I didn't intentionally!" Sinta's screams helped Lynn pick up the wood.

"It's okay." Lynn smiled faintly.

Once he finished picking up the wood, Lynn looked at the bird perched on a tree branch.

"What's that cloud? How was the first time I saw this bird." Lynn frowned.

Lynn walked up to the big tree, her hands touching the tree. Lynn stared down at the tree-side of a ravine and Lynn had no idea how high it was, choosing to retreat backwards.

"That's called... The death bird." Sinta answered smiling widely.

"What?"

A push came from behind and Lynn's body suddenly floated preparing to fall down. Lynn closed her eyes tightly, she did not know if she would survive or not from this abyss.

"No! I don't want to die!" Lynn's heartbreak rebelled.

Lynn opened her eyes determined to live making her brain think critically, reaching out her hand trying to reach for anything to keep her body from falling over.

A long root, Lynn caught the tree root making her body rotate against the direction.

"Ugh..." Lynn gritted, her hands feeling spicy and sore due to friction.

"Huu..." Lynn took a deep breath of the heavy weight piled up on her palm.

Lynn looked up at the root of the tree that would break at any moment, Lynn bit her lips a piercing pain and it made Lynn want to let go of her grasp.

"No! You have to hold on!" Lynn's scream strengthened her grip.

Now his life depended on a single root, if it was broken then he would also break like a broken tree.

Lynn bit her lip until it bled, Lynn closed her mouth and breathed softly. Although this gap doesn't look deep, it's enough to break some of Lynn's ribs.

"Gosh, why didn't you fall?" Sinta complained with a wry smile.

"Do you need help?"

"No-no Lynn's secretary is great so, she doesn't need any help." Sinta turned around to answer the question she had asked herself.

"I'll be happy to help you." Sinta reached into her pants pocket.

A folding knife, Sinta smiled evilly. Crouching erodes the roots slowly.