Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 705 - 66 Selective Phobia _1

Chapter 705: Chapter 66 Selective Phobia _1

However, there was a big issue with using the goblin fireworks now. For teammates to clearly spot the fireworks, it would have to be during the pitch-black night. However, the temperatures on the tundra plummet drastically at night. Without prior notice, no one would wait outside the shelter at night just to spot the fireworks. Such a situation was unlikely to happen. As such, this was a paradox. To resolve it, her teammates would need to be searching for her right now and intuitively anticipate her use of the fireworks, staying outside to wait. Otherwise, it would be impossible. Currently, the supplies she had with her only allowed her to set off one goblin firework. She did not have a second chance.

So, should she use it or not? This decision would determine if she could rendezvous with her teammates. If this trial didn’t work out, she would have to follow the directions suggested in the letter left behind by the predecessors and head southeast, trying to exit the tundra first. Fortunately, the predecessors had left honey and wine, which could act as food supplies. If she didn’t get lost, there was a chance that she could get out of the tundra. The only uncertainty was the extent of her leg injury, if it worsened, not even a hundredth of a percent of a chance existed, she could only wait for death in the tundra.

"Should I use it or not?" The conflict grew in Freya’s heart. This was the first time she experienced the pressure of decision-making that Catherine frequently had to go through. In the past, Freya, as a princess of the Holy City and a student of Master Christo, held high status and strong abilities, yet she rarely had to make critical decisions. Even when she joined the adventure team, everyone transferred the decision-making power to Catherine or Pannis. She just needed to trust them and follow from behind. Therefore, she hadn’t felt that making decisions on critical matters was such a struggle because decision-making seems simple, but after the decision is made, one must bear the consequences of their choices, even if it cost life.

"Ah, let’s wait a little longer." The young girl was full of hesitation, her hand on the firework device, intending to dismantle it, but her usually nimble hand slightly trembled, not being able to take apart the simple device: "No, the longer I wait, the smaller the chance of them seeing it. They won’t keep waiting outside. Maybe they’re still looking for me outside. After all, the first day of my disappearance would be when they search the most urgently."

The girl tried to move the device outside to light it, but her bending waist wouldn’t straighten, as if the firework device was too heavy for her to lift. Of course, the weight of the device wasn’t beyond her capabilities, what exceeded her capacity was the weight of the decision itself.

"Oh God, is every decision that Catherine makes so excruciating? Or is it just me that finds decision making so hard?" Freya let go of the device and straightened her body, smiling bitterly and self-deprecating: "It seems I’m only suited to give advice from behind, helping her clarify the pros and cons of things, but not to make decisions. Ah, this kind of pressure, I’m increasingly impressed by you, Catherine."

As she hesitated, time continued to pass. Although she couldn’t feel it, she could imagine that the temperature outside was dropping. Freya was still hesitating, pacing in circles around the small device. She had been pacing back and forth for half an hour but still couldn’t make a decision.

The war of "whether to use it or not" in the young girl’s heart never ceased. Theoretically, in such harsh and unfamiliar environments, searching for someone outside at night is the least advisable. The freezing temperatures that could cause blood to freeze, life-consuming ice cracks, and bizarre creatures who enjoyed hunting, meant that more experienced adventurers would never risk their lives searching overnight. Even if they wanted to search, they would wait until the early morning of the next day and continue. So it’s better to wait until the next day during the daytime to use it, that way, although the effect might be a little worse, at least it would be safer. But what if they couldn’t spot it because it’s daylight? What if the fog intensifies in the daytime? And they shouldn’t have given up on me, right? I am a valued member of the team, even if there was a danger, they should be searching for me now. My best chance should be now.

"Am I that important to them?" This thought gnawed at Freya’s heart: "After all, I only joined them later and hadn’t spent a long time with them. Maybe they only considered me a common teammate. What if they didn’t regard me as part of their close-knit family? If that’s the case, they won’t be searching for me overnight. Wouldn’t it be a waste of my only chance of survival if I used it up?"

"No, you must not believe these theories. You have to trust them." An inner voice strongly rebutted: "Your teammates will never abandon you. In their eyes, you are also an important member. They won’t just let you die outside. Even if it’s the middle of the night, they will do everything they can to find you. The sooner they find you, the higher your chances of survival. They are waiting for you to set off the signal. If you don’t send it now, you will lose the opportunity."

"No, you’re not that important." The opposing voice didn’t give any ground: "In their hearts, you’re no different from ordinary people. You’re just an ordinary friend, not worth them taking such a huge risk to search for you overnight. Please save yourself, you’re just an outsider."

"Ahhhhhhhh." Freya suddenly grabbed her head and screamed in agony, as if she was having a breakdown, banging her head, she took a while to calm down. Bent-over, hands on knees, she breathed heavily. Even on the cold tundra, cold sweat seeped from her forehead.

Closing her eyes to regulate her breathing for a while, Freya grit her teeth, wrapped herself up again, picked up the goblin fireworks from the ground, and with heavy steps, went to the outside of the ice house.

Once she was outside the cave, the low temperature instantly enveloped her body, making her more alert. The impulse she had while walking out had cooled down, but she didn’t hesitate again, instead determinedly placed the compact device on the ice outside the cave.

"I trust them," Freya told herself in her mind, "I trust that I’m their most important family, I trust that I’m their closest partner. I believe they would never let me spend the cold, dangerous night on the tundra alone. They must be looking for me right now they haven’t given up on me."

Hence, without hesitation, the young girl activated the goblin fireworks, also managing to hang the worn-out clothes she had changed outside the cave. Then she turned around and went back to the cave, not looking back at the goblin fireworks shooting towards the sky. (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to vote for recommendation or purchase a monthly pass at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com for reading.)