The assessment team from Marle Castle arrived much faster than anyone anticipated. It seems they had no interest in assessing the political, military, and other matters of Hesse Territory, heading straight for Heisen Castle.
Soon, a column of black dots appeared on the snowy plains of the Central Plain, moving toward Bauhinia Castle under the leaden sky. Su Li stood at the window of the highest tower of the main castle, his gaze penetrating the swirling snowflakes, and fixed on the dark trail pressed into the snow. Behind him, Hilude meticulously fastened the silver button on the last piece of his dark woolen cloak, while Ilya silently handed him a sword adorned with the Bauhinia Emblem.
"I hate winter, hate snowy weather," Su Li frowned, feeling more connected with this world. He, like others, started to have an innate aversion to winter. It seemed that winter here was somehow entwined with hardship and challenge.
Problems of various kinds arise with the advent of winter.
