A few minutes later, the two saw the lake. Amid the snow-covered world, a stretch of blue water had suddenly appeared, making it quite conspicuous.
Not to mention the sizable patch of green grass along its shore, and the vast crimson forest beyond it. The forest stretched northward before being blocked by a small black mountain. On the other side of the mountain lay a world of ice and snow.
This place looked nothing like the depths of The North. It was more reminiscent of the southern coast.
Master and apprentice landed by the lake. After receiving permission, Hermione reached out and stirred the water, discovering that it was not cold at all—if anything, it was unusually warm.
"I don't see any other rivers. This might be a geothermal hot spring, but there's no smell of sulfur, and no steam rising into the sky. How strange."
Curiously, she cupped a little water in her small hands and held it beneath her nose for a sniff, then looked at the professor with wide-eyed curiosity.
"This is the magic of this world's Old Gods. In their prime, altering the world was effortless for them. Even in their decline, they can still create a special area amid this frozen wilderness." Su Ming watched fish swimming through the lake and had Strangle scoop one out. "We're paying a visit to a Druid. We might as well bring a gift."
The wild fish was quite large, though its species was unknown.
"But doesn't it seem rather miserable to live in seclusion here? There's no one around for miles. For a spellcaster to end up in such a situation... is that really all right?" The Little Witch shook the water from her hands, stood, and looked around.
It had seemed fine when they looked down from