As soon as we entered Botke Village, I couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. We looked around, losing track of time.
The village atmosphere was wider and more lively than I expected. Behind it, the magnificent view of the snow-capped mountains stretched out, and even in the bitter cold, the villagers seemed to maintain their composure.
In particular, the people of Botke Village and outsiders were immediately distinguishable by their clothing.
This was especially true for the sky-blue attire that extended outwards like a half-moon on both sides, protecting their ears.
It seemed to be made of sky-blue fur, and just looking at it made it seem warm.
Zara, who had been looking around for a while, pointed to one spot.
"Wow, look at that person!"
"Hmm? Ohh...."
It was a giant of a man, nearly 2 meters tall, and he too was wearing the distinctive attire.
He looked almost like a yeti.
Then Fiora rubbed Zara's arm with both hands.
"Zara, aren't you cold?"
