"From what we can tell, Scandinavia looks freezing, but in reality, there doesn't seem to be any extreme weather like blizzards that would directly interfere with our activities."
"At least, we haven't seen anything like that so far. There are only ordinary snowstorms at night."
Wrapped in a down jacket, Mash crunched through the snow as she spoke to Fujimaru Ritsuka and Norla.
The snow on the ground had dried out a little during the day, making that sound when stepped on.
It felt somewhat similar to Antarctica.
"The sun is so dazzling, though. It's really nice weather."
Norla Broll looked like a child out traveling with his parents. He was not quite skipping about, but his expression was full of excitement.
"Still, sunlight doesn't feel normally warm on your skin. I suppose that's another unusual feature of the Lostbelt."
Holding Norla's hand in one hand, Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head to look at the exceptionally enormous sun, recalling what Da Vinci had told them before they left.
Mash and he were not carrying much in the way of supplies, but if they rationed carefully, they had enough food for two people to last a week.
The submarine, on the other hand, was already running low on food. Fresh water could be dealt with, but power and food...
"Mm-hm, that's about it. Overall, it's good weather for setting out."
Da Vinci was still standing beside the three of them, seeing them off.
"Hey, technical advisor, what are you doing?!"
Goredolf's voice came through the communicator, sounding somewhat flustered.
"If that child goes out, you'll be the only Servant left in the submarine who can still operate normally!"
"What kind of guard neglects their duty and disregards the safety of the base like this?!"
"All right, all right, Director. You actually