Velin sat cross-legged on the Ice Bird's back, his left hand propping up his chin as he admired the scenery below.
Large settlements were exceedingly rare, but scattered hamlets and villages were countless.
Half an hour later, the Ice Bird gradually slowed and descended.
Looking up, the three saw a town before them. More than a hundred buildings stood on the plain, surrounded by ice-blue plants laden with fruit.
"Harmony Town is really small!"
"As a diocesan state of the God of Ice Elves, the Holy Ice Elf Kingdom is a single-race nation. Other races within its borders are exceedingly rare. The main reason is that the Church of the God of Ice Elves is highly conservative. They treat guests well, but they do not welcome elves who come here to settle, even if those elves believe in the God of Ice Elves."
Lester folded his arms and looked at the nearby town as he spoke in an even tone.
"Why is that?"
Curiosity glimmered in Velin's eyes.
Seeing this, Kyle explained, "Because of the Kazerri Incident."
Hearing that name, Velin tried hard to search his memories. He seemed to have heard of the incident, yet he could not recall anything related to it.
"The Kazerri Incident is an event buried in history and known by very few." Under the puzzled gazes of the two, Kyle slowly explained, "Fifteen thousand years ago, there were three major races within the Holy Ice Elf Kingdom: the present-day Ice Elves, Snow Wind Elves, and Kazerri Elves."
"The Ice Elves excelled at magic, the Snow Wind Elves were proficient in the Druidic Path, and only the Kazerri Elves produced large numbers of warriors."
"The Kazerri Elves were known as a warrior race because they were poor at magic. They had originally belonged to the