She is not an investigator.

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Of course, seemingly to accommodate someone like Igris who is more sensitive to the cold, three tents were also placed on the floor of the first carriage.

Yes, tents, only three.

Because all the seats and other items had been removed, the first carriage was indeed very empty, and compared to the corpses scattered all over the other carriages, there was no unpleasant smell here.

As for why there were corpses all over the other carriages... that can't be blamed on Igris.

After all, if she hadn't been tripped by those guys and hurt her nose, she wouldn't have been so cruel.

At most, they'll all end up on the tracks.

As for why there are only three tents…

"Is it hard to understand that the train crew only has three people?"

That's what the train conductor said.

"Anyway, the train conductor can sleep in the driver's cab. I'll sleep with Anfer, Elwin and Constantine will sleep together, and you and Felina can sleep together. The tent isn't that small."

"I have no objection!"

Felina was probably the happiest of all about the train conductor's arrangement.

Although she had no idea what Igris had just experienced while in the cockpit.

"Wait...why do I have to live with Erwin?"

Unexpectedly, Constantine offered his opinion.

This was indeed unexpected, as most people did not expect him to have a problem with Erwin.

The train conductor looked at Constantine, raised an eyebrow, and asked.

"So you want to sleep with me?"

"Actually, I don't mind, I just didn't expect you to be interested in an old man like me."

Anfer chuckled jokingly, which sent a chill down Constantine's spine.

"No...you didn't understand what I meant. I have no problem with Alvin, but he can sleep in the kitchen, can't he? Even if his pets might not be very friendly, he slept there before, didn't he?"

This is what Constantine really wanted to say: he wasn't concerned about why he had to sleep with Erwin, but rather why Erwin had to sleep in the tent with them.

Igris, however, was able to provide an answer to this question.

"That carriage was even worse than this one."

She leaned slightly forward, peering into the tent, and explained without turning her head.

"It looks like that spider was the first to attack that area. Apart from the several large holes in the roof, everything inside is in complete disarray."

"The pets are all dead."

Erwin shook his head as well.

He was able to escape from that place largely thanks to the help of the train conductor and Anfer, as well as his pets distracting the spider.

Constantine shrugged helplessly at this answer.

"Okay, I have no objection. I was just curious."

"That's all for today. Everyone should get some rest. We'll make proper preparations at the temporary station tomorrow."

As the train conductor spoke, he nodded to Anfer beside him and then went into the tent.

Anfer chuckled softly and turned to look at Igris, who was caught in a dilemma.

"Thank you so much. I must say, you really helped a lot."

"No, it was just a small favor."

Only after everyone had crawled into their tents did Igris look at Felina, who was standing to the side, looking very excited.

Igris didn't know what she was excited about, nor did she want to know, because she was currently preoccupied with something else.

Igris should change her clothes since her clothes are clearly soaked in blood.

She did bring her own change of clothes, but the problem was... she had nowhere to shower.

So all she could change was her clothes, but she couldn't wash away the dried bloodstains on her body.

This will probably get the new clothes dirty, so... should she change them again?

This is a question that is really worth thinking about, especially for someone as lazy as her.

Before Igris could think any further, Philina, who was standing nearby, voluntarily crawled into the tent and excitedly waved to Igris.

…Yes, she needs to consider something else now.

She's going to sleep in the same bed with a beautiful girl now.

Although she is indeed a beautiful girl, that's not the point.

The key point is that she had only escaped from Cecilia less than five minutes ago, and now she's going to continue?

Igris felt a bit of a stomachache, not sure if it was from hunger or something else.

"Igris?"

"...You go to sleep first, I'll stay outside for a while and then go to sleep."

"Eh..."

Felina huddled in the tent, looking pitifully at Igris.

"Can't you... sleep with me?"

What is she talking nonsense...?

So this is her real purpose?

"My clothes are too dirty, I need to find a secluded place to change..."

For example, the carriages at the back...

"Are you embarrassed to change clothes in front of me?"

"If you know that, then don't say it out loud..."

"Okay, then hurry up."

Seeing Felina pull her head back, Igris finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze to her small box.

"...Let's change it."

She had indeed thought about this issue, such as the possibility that her clothes might get dirty due to unforeseen circumstances during her trip.

For example, sweat, snow water, and blood.

It could also be due to mud or damage to the clothes themselves, but ultimately, Igris took that into consideration.

But she didn't consider it enough.

For example, her small suitcase can't hold many warm enough clothes, and if a similar situation occurs again during the trip, she won't have much of a chance to change her clothes.

Until she reaches the next area with human activity, and there is only one such place along her travel route.

Frostville.

A city so remote it's hard to imagine, making one wonder how it survived in such extreme conditions.

But that's a problem for the mayor to consider, not for her.

In short, during this time, she had to avoid getting blood splattered on herself during combat as much as possible.

However, compared to the blood, Igris now has other issues to worry about.

For example, snow.

It's snowing outside, and there's no sign of it getting lighter.

While it's more difficult to get your clothes soaked than when it's raining, it's not impossible.

It might even freeze?

For some reason, the thought of wearing a set of clothes that were frozen made Igris want to laugh.

The Gods' Fool - The Northern Train: Chapter 43, Night Talk

It didn't take long before Igris crawled into the tent, wearing her newly changed clothes.

A new cotton coat, thicker than the one she was wearing before, was what she had prepared for when she was searching for people in the icy plains.

There's not much to say about her lower body; she's still wearing ordinary trousers, since she hasn't worn anything else.

As for the clothes she wore before, she had already thrown them out of the car, and they would probably soon be reduced to shreds in the wilderness.

At this moment, Felina was clearly still awake. She was huddled in the tent, covered with a thick blanket, which seemed to have been brought by herself.

Although I really wanted to ask why anyone would bring a blanket when they go out, I have to admit that I'm actually a little envious.

Because she is indeed very afraid of the cold, in such a cold environment, even if there is a tent that can barely block the wind, it obviously won't play a crucial role most of the time.

Helpless, Igris could only silently shrink into the corner, curling her body up as much as possible to maintain the not-so-warm temperature.

But at that moment, Felina tugged at her hem.

"Igris, aren't you going to sleep?"

"...Why do you ask that?"

Igor thinks that in her current state, she probably looks like she's about to go to sleep.

"It will be very cold if you sleep outside."

Felina pulled back the blanket covering her and looked at Igris, who was in a daze, with a smile.

"Come on, come on, it's very warm here."

"...This is not good."

Igris refused; from any perspective, there was no way she could agree.

But Philina didn't care at all, and instead took Igris's hand.

Her hands were cold because her body temperature was naturally low. Even though Igris could be stubborn, her body never lied.