It was December. Looking down, they could see the entire island.
A mountain range divided the island in two. On the plain beside the harbor stood an enormous city. Seen from above, it was a mass of greenery and densely packed wooden houses arranged in neat rows. Each grid formed a district, and at the heart of every district stood a temple.
Outside the city stretched vast tracts of cultivated farmland, extending as far as the eye could see-fully three hundred thousand mu.
Although this was not the first time Eileen and Debiru had seen it, they were still astonished.
"Now I understand why the Divine Oracle halted the handover ceremony," Debiru said with feeling. "If the handover had taken place two months ago, this would have been nothing but a desolate outpost. Now it's a thriving city."
Eileen spoke with heartfelt admiration as well. "The kingdom's nobles and clergy are quite capable. Everything has been managed in an orderly fashion, and their devotion is commendable too. Look, now that they've finished sowing the winter wheat, they're working together to build the city again."
The group fell silent and continued along the road.
Perhaps it was because they had come to an unfamiliar world, perhaps it was faith, or perhaps gratitude for their deliverance. Whatever the reason, in just three months, the efforts of two hundred thousand people had rapidly transformed the entire city.
Green belts and parks served as the city's dividing strips and corridors, with spacious gardens between the districts. At the center of the city lay a square, and at the center of that square stood a magnificent temple to the Lord of Nature.
This grand temple covered ten thousand square meters. Its main hall was fifteen meters high and two hundred meters long, and it could