Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The weather is clear.
It seems the further north you go, the cleaner the air becomes, and even the clouds in the sky turn incredibly thin.
The sunlight pours down from the sky almost brightly.
But there isn't much warmth; possibly because the sunlight is too bright, or maybe the sky is too blue, causing all the rays to appear as if they've turned blue.
They fall upon the city in front of Ethan and the others, emitting a darker blue light, very cold, like pure and solid ice.
This was Ethan's first impression of Saint Kuanti.
A city as solid as ice.
Saint Kuanti isn't large, possibly only a third of Wenster, perhaps even less.
It's small enough to take in at a glance.
Despite being established for so many years, it has never really thrived.
Because it indeed lacks resources, the climate is too cold, and even after being transformed by Saint Kuanti, this region remains bitterly cold.
