Rainstorm

The light and shadows of the Mage Tower shifted beneath the night sky, colors blending together. Dark clouds swirled endlessly around the tower's spire, while wandering lightning surged like fish outside the energy barrier. Within the vast curtain of rain, the violent wind wailed amid the trembling raindrops, and light quietly gathered within the ink-wash haze...

Before he realized it, another brand-new Greenleaf Season had arrived. In Punk's memory, only the Greenleaf Seasons of the central regions seemed to bring such week-long torrential rains to nourish the parched land. In the more northern regions of Faerun, the endless desert terrain always made droughts more persistent. Even though the harsh winter had only just passed, every living thing there still had to endure months of desiccation...

But the north probably won't remain dry forever now. It seems the Legendary Mages of the Mage Guild have just invented a Legendary Magic capable of completely transforming vast desert regions... More than three hundred years ago, they apparently turned the famous "Sunken Sea of Sand" into grasslands. I wonder how the Mage Guild convinced those conservative druids.

Feeling the humid yet not chilly moisture in the air, Punk suddenly recalled a piece of information concerning the Mage Guild that had been collected by the Hatak Imperial Nation.

Come to think of it, those people had called for "striving to invent Legendary Magic that brings happiness to countless living beings" long ago. It was merely that few had expected them to actually create such a peculiar "Legendary Magic" this time.

Unfortunately, the Mage Guild's "hypocrisy" was as famous as the "kindness" they advertised. At this very moment, who knew how many people were wondering—was the Legendary Magic named "Hymn of Life" truly created "for kindness," as the Mage Guild claimed? Or was it some bizarre