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Unlike the outside world, which was increasingly engulfed in war, life on the Eastern Continent remained peaceful, entirely unaffected.
Like all residents of the City of Silver, Derrick Berg had a natural fondness for warm sunlight and the power of purification. The sky gradually brightened, dispelling darkness and terror-so this was the daylight of legend. The sun reached its zenith, spilling warmth that made their skin feel faintly hot across the land, slowly purifying the barren soil and polluted water-so this was the noon of myth.
A week had passed since the sun rose, and the people of the City of Silver had gradually developed a new habit.
In their spare time, they began spontaneously gathering in squares and open streets with no roofs overhead, sitting or lying down to enjoy the feeling of warm sunlight on their bodies, as though the unease and cold of the night were being gradually driven out of every part of them.
Likewise, waiting for sunrise had become a popular activity.
Derrick held a tin box in his arms. Its rust had only just been scoured off, and the dents in its lid and base showed its age. It was probably older than Derrick. The box had originally been used to store odds and ends at home, but now it held a "picture book" from the outside world.
A picture book was a special kind of book that bound many pictures together.
This picture book was a "tourist brochure" of the outside world, specially selected by Mr. World. It contained many famous sights from countries across the Northern and Southern Continents, such as the bays of Desi and a corner of the Feysac Empire's Twilight Giant Palace. As Derrick struggled to decipher the introductions written in the common language of the Northern Continent,