Six months later.
March, Warm Moon—the beginning of spring, when all things came back to life.
Across the vast northern regions of the Main Continent, rising temperatures had already begun to take effect. The earth was starting to take on a layer of green, while yellow, white, and blue wildflowers pushed up from the damp soil, dotting the carpet-like fields.
Further south on the Main Continent, life was even more apparent. In a remote forest, countless trees stood tall. Their branches and leaves, which had turned somewhat pale over the winter, had all regained their vitality at this moment, lush and verdant as far as the eye could see, like a vast green ocean.
Within that green ocean, two figures suddenly appeared, a young man and a young woman, rapidly weaving through the forest.
Spell light flickered across their bodies. Each carried a massive Lead Box roughly a meter on each side, constantly clearing obstacles in the forest until they finally reached a small clearing.
"Rustle!"
With the sound, as the two figures appeared, a woman with ear-length short hair flashed out from behind a tree. She looked rather heroic.
The short-haired woman first swept her gaze over the two arrivals before asking, "Did you bring what we wanted?"
"Obviously." The young woman among the arrivals lifted the Lead Box in her hand in reply. Her long hair was tied back with a silk ribbon in a lively ponytail that bounced slightly as she spoke.
After answering, the ponytailed woman looked at the short-haired woman and asked as well, "I brought what you wanted. What about what we want? Did you bring it?"
"Relax, I didn't forget." The short-haired woman lifted the item in her hand too. It was also a box, but far smaller than the ponytailed woman's—only a