Snowflakes, white as feathers, drifted down. The faint sounds of them striking the ground reached Tang Qi, Diana, and Olga's ears. Other than that, there were only the footsteps of passersby and the steady clicking of the towering clock tower.
Though it was a metropolis on the same level as Hawknest City, and it was only nearing evening, the atmosphere was extraordinarily quiet.
What the three of them saw was Saint Nicholasburg, the capital of the Slavic States, the largest nation on the Old Continent.
Tang Qi held Diana's hand. Having arrived on Origin Star for the first time, she was still full of curiosity. The little angel remained barefoot and wore that ancient dress, yet wherever she went, all evil and filth automatically receded, benefiting every living thing and making them vibrant and lively.
Olga stood to one side. Her beautiful face also held curiosity, though there was even more nostalgia in it.
Her gaze crossed the snow-covered plaza and fell directly upon a magnificent yet solemn building at its far end. Compared to Eagleheart Palace, the building Olga was watching was more luxurious, but it also possessed a cold, austere quality, displaying an aesthetic vastly different from that of the Federation.
Under the dim yellow light, the palace known as Holy Slava, also called Glorious Castle, sprawled across the earth like a gigantic beast.
It had once been the imperial palace of the Slavic States. To Olga, it had been home long ago.
Yet as Years passed, this place had changed considerably. The Slavic States no longer had a royal family, and Glorious Castle had become a tourist attraction.
Tang Qi had imparted a great deal of knowledge about those changes into Olga's mind. She could, like modern-day Slavs, identify the Ivan Cathedral, Saint Nicholas Memorial Column, Imperial