Editing Amaryllis in the Ice Country:Chapter 2 (section)

===Part 4===

We meet up, and get down to work immediately.

The people involved are Eisbahn, Götz, Viscaria and me. Chief’s in the village hall, preparing for any sudden scenarios.

“This is…”

Through the long tunnel, we arrive at the ‘right foot’, and at this moment, it has been an hour since we left.

Once we arrive at the scene, I am left taken aback. The operation this time is to repair the bypass route between the ‘right foot’ and the ‘right wing’, but the collapse is worse than we expanded. The tunnel leading directly to the right wing has completely collapsed, and there are large chunks of ice blocking the entrance, so big that we have to look up.

“This is bad.”

Eisbahn mutters in shock, tapping at the massive ice blocks lying before us. We have not seen such a collapse in 10 years.

“This is where I show up.”

Metal arms Götz volunteers to work.

“Then get to work.”

Eisbahn waves his hand tauntingly.

“Hey, you too, get to work!”

“Tch—how troublesome.”

“Enough already. Hurry up!”

I immediately shove this unenthusiastic colleague of mine.

…Goodness sake.

“Eisbahn takes the right, Götz takes the left!”

“Alrighty.” “Roger then.”

Eisbahn and Götz face off against the large blocks of ice from left and right.

“All acts are impermanent. everything is everchanging.”

Götz lowers his body and raises his right arm. The arm, as thick as a lady’s waist, gives off a right light, and energy can be seen flowing.”

“Break!”

With a yell, Götz’s right fist slams into the ice block. Biki biki, web-like cracks spread on the ice block, and with a boom, the ice block shatters. This is Götz’s ‘iron arm’, the number one power in the village.

“Eisbahn, you too, get to work!”

“I get it already! …Ahhh, this is tiring.”

He grumbles as he raises his right fist above his head, his fingers reaching out as they give off a blue light, and he swings his fist diagonally at the ice block. Then, there’s a light coming out from the ice block, as it slides apart, becoming two. This is the ‘Phantom Blade’ Eisbahn is so proud of, the sharpest weapon in the village.

Buun, the blue light again slices a few blocks of ice apart. There’s a rustling sound and a red light next to him , as the ice blocks start to fall. They aren’t on good terms, but it’s strange how they have a nice chemistry.

“Woah, these two are really amazing…!”

Viscaria exclaims,

“You’re the amazing one, Viscaria.”

“Eh?”

“Today’s operation, the repair of the three-wheel, the check up on the villagers. Aren’t they are done thanks to you? It’s because of you that we’re still living.”

I give my praise, and Viscaria suddenly panics and says, “Ah, I’m not that great…” she adjusts her beret, lowering it by a lot, and the face beneath it is slightly red. She’s second only to the Chief Chamomile in terms of age, but she really can’t put on a front. This is something I find endearing.

“It’s over!” “We’re done!”

The voices of the duo can be heard from the shattered pile of ice. It’s really amazing to see such massive ice blocks get shattered like that.

“Good work, you two! Now leave it to me!”

I get onto the icemobile, and start the engine. Now’s my time to work.

Once I’m sure everyone is on the cargo rack, I press a switch on the steering handle. With a click, the lights at the front wheels are lit. This is a ‘multi-purpose directional heat wave firing installation’—commonly known as the ‘little sun’, a unique machine that can fire high heat in a semi-spherical shape.

“Let’s go!”

I let the icemobile advance. 2km per hour, slower than walking speed.

So the shattered ice blocks are obstructing me. I maintain the original speed as I let the ‘little sun’ hit them, and with a whoosh, white steam comes out, as the massive blocks before me shrink as though they’re dropped in hot water. This little sun really is needed to melt the ice.

“Yep, this little sun is really convenient.”

Viscaria nods away in satisfaction.

“Okay, let’s get going! Hold on!”

I yell, and exert my grip on the handle.