"Hoo~ I'm alive! Indeed, drinking hot tea in the winter is the most comfortable!" Weir curled up in front of the fireplace, holding a teacup, sipping hot tea as she sighed, "It's this cold here, I can't imagine how ordinary people will get through this winter! Without enough fuel and warm clothing, they'll freeze to death."
In the past, Weir really never thought about these things, after all, the climate in the heartland of the Empire was much better than in the Northern Territory. Although winter was cold, it wasn't to this extent.
Besides, as a dignified Legendary Alchemist, even with her body regressing to a juvenile state due to backlash, with her powers affected, her quality of life hadn't noticeably diminished.
In comparison, Perfikot could better understand the hardships and difficulties of ordinary people.
