The stars of the South Continent at night are as they have always been, with a river of stars stretching across the cloudless night sky, appearing spectacular at first glance.
To the living creatures gazing up from below, the sky resembles a black disk, perpetually spinning with stars, exhibiting a sense of mystery that encompasses everything.
Fisher was not seeing such a night for the first time. In the past, when he traveled across the South Continent with Rafael and a group of Dragon-men in his carriage, he witnessed such beautiful nights every evening.
Now Rafael is not by his side; the only one accompanying him to view the night is Emhardt.
Hmm, despite such a lovely scene, this fellow, however, doesn't have the slightest intention of appreciating it.
