You Are More Than Just a Tier 2 Scholar!

This was likely the northern region of the Federation, where the temperature was colder than over at the Silent Tower. While the Silent Tower had already begun to enter spring, this place was still at the boundary between winter and spring.

The wind through the mountains blew very coldly, biting to the bone.

An Yang, however, was completely unfearful, focusing on his book.

The night grew deeper and deeper.

Down below in the city, lights were still brilliantly bright, showing that this main city was developing well, with a not-insignificant scale, prosperous and wealthy.

This kind of sight could only be seen in the northern Federation.

The south was still very poor and backward, serving as a paradise for knights. Without advanced thoughts and bulging wallets, even in a grand duke's main city, one could not see such a prosperous sight.

Suddenly—

"Whoosh!"

A dark red stream of light broke through the sky from the brightly lit city, bursting abruptly at a height of over two hundred meters to transform into countless sparse specks of light, scattering across the dark night sky.

An Yang was startled awake, raising his head to look forward.

"Splash, splash!"

Those burst-open specks of light slowly descended, gradually dimming until they completely returned to darkness, their ashes drifting away with the wind.

Yet it was like a pioneer, a signal flare, a stone dropped into water, stirring up a thousand layers of waves.

Following right after it—

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Down in the city, streams of dark light rushed up into the sky, bursting continuously to illuminate the night sky and this patch of dark mountain forest.

An Yang closed the book in his hand and lowered his head to look down.

Has the Spring Celebration arrived so quickly?

The fire of the campfire was