Even in summer, the ice and snow on Hermes Plateau did not melt much.
Mayne stood at the top of the Heaven Tower and looked out from afar. There were only two colors in the wilderness outside the wall—the green meadows and the white snow intertwined, like a scar of the earth left by the war during the Months of Demons. The climatic conditions were unsuitable for any crops, so all the food they needed in the new Holy City had to be transported from the foot of the plateau, that was, the old Holy City, by animal-drawn vehicles.
After living in Hermes for more than a decade, he had been used to the coldness everywhere.
"This time only we two are left?" Tayfun came through the door and asked, "is it okay if the meeting isn't held in the secret chamber?"
"Do you like to stay in that tiny room?"
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