Ringo, one of the regions of Wano Country.
The climate across this country was incredibly strange.
Some regions enjoyed spring all year round, filled with birdsong and blooming flowers, while others sweltered beneath scorching sun year-round.
Ringo belonged to the regions locked in perpetual winter. Snow drifted down throughout the year, blanketing the ground, mountains, rivers, and buildings in thick layers of white.
Bright had now arrived in this region.
Kyo Shiro had ultimately given Bright the information he wanted. The people he wished to meet were here.
Following the map Kyo Shiro had given him, Bright arrived at a dilapidated little town in this region.
Snowflakes fluttered down. In the ruined town, Bright saw only sallow, emaciated civilians. They did not seem any different from the people elsewhere in Wano Country.
However, a closer look revealed that these residents differed somewhat from the other commoners of Wano Country.
They were just as thin and obviously malnourished.
But there was light in their eyes. They were not numb.
They looked like they had given up and were waiting to die, but Bright could tell that they were watching him.
Before Bright could do anything, someone had already approached him.
"Are you Lord Bright?"
The man kept his voice low.
"I am."
Bright nodded lightly.
"Then please come with me. Several lords are awaiting your arrival."
The man turned around and led Bright deeper into town.
Bright followed him and asked softly, "Isn't this a little too careless?"
They had directly asked whether a stranger was Bright the moment they saw him. What if he had been one of Kaido's or Orochi's subordinates? Wouldn't that have been disastrous?
The man said quietly, "Lord Kawamatsu drew a portrait of you, so we couldn't mistake you."
I see.
Bright nodded lightly.
The man