"In the distant past, the stars above were not beyond our reach. Jarilo's future, too, will reconnect with the Sea of Stars!"
Gripping the silver microphone in her hand, Serval wore a confident, spirited expression on her exquisitely beautiful face.
For Serval, "Interstellar Travel," the song Lin Feng had brought, was an inspiration and a beacon in its own right. Magnificent voyages across the Sea of Stars, journeys of Trailblaze filled with adventure and surprises-these stirred her interest, making her want to truly set foot aboard the Astral Express.
But... Serval felt that she probably would not leave. She was Belobog's watcher, and all her past and the people in her life were here. Only if the day truly came when Jarilo-VI could reconnect with the Sea of Stars would she set out and sail again.
Still... although she spoke of such lofty dreams, Serval also knew that things probably would not go so smoothly.
Belobog's crises of the Eternal Freeze and the Fragmentum remained unresolved. Humanity on this planet already stood at the brink of complete extinction. If they could not even secure the most basic survival and continuation of their kind, how could they talk of connecting with and blazing trails across the Sea of Stars?
Serval's words were like a stone that stirred a thousand waves. The entirety of Belobog Square erupted.
Amid the swirling snow, the people of Belobog-nobles, commoners, and soldiers of the Silvermane Guards alike-turned their eyes toward the vast, deep-blue heavens, gazing at the distant, mysterious, brilliant Sea of Stars.
The endless wind and snow could even blot out the sky entirely. Only in Belobog could one see the true starry sky.
For hundreds of years, Belobog's poets had written many poems imagining the stars, but dreams remained dreams, something ultimately beyond their