Now it's October, the ancient tower located to the east of the Ista Empire should be in autumn, even if it's cold, it wouldn't be cold to the point where everything seems frozen.
Inside the camp, the temperature remains suitable, while outside feels like entering the Land of the Far North.
However, the ice of the Land of the Far North is built on the foundation of everything being frostbitten.
But here, the surrounding environment is still unchanged from usual, no frost at all, it looks like just after entering autumn.
However, the relentless wind has bent all the trees to the ground, barely holding on, as if they could be blown down the next moment.
Hilia raised her hand to shield her eyes, had to convert part of her Magic Power into Fire Magic Power, circulating it within her body to dispel the cold.
"Such a strong wind, these trees are like monsters with claws." Encore held his arms tightly, almost sticking to Hilia.
