638 I’ve Said It Before

Like a towering guardsman standing over barren ice plains, even snowstorms that blanketed heaven and worth could not conceal the silhouette of Mount Nissia.

Before the lofty snow mountain was a snowy pine forest that stretched as far as the eyes could see. The diligent nurturing by Winter Fort Academy in the last few years had finally provided a hint of life to the desolate icy planes, and in the center of the pine forest was the conspicuous Pawprint Lake. Mana radiance shone out from the depths where mana crystal veins lay, making the lake itself dazzle.

When one extended their view toward the mountain ridge, tourist who came years before would now be immeasurably shocked that the steep and craggy mountain terrain of the snow mountain had changed drastically. The crisscrossed stony ditches had been filled with mud entirely, forming a level path that heads directly to the mountaintop.