In the Month of Deep Cold, frigid winds from Snowland swept across the entire Ambres Continent.
The winds seemed to carry an intangible stench of decay, though whether it came from Snowland or the remains of those who had frozen to death was unknown.
The Plas City-State lay near the southern reaches of the Antares Continent. Although the cold winds affected it too, temperatures only hovered around freezing.
Occasionally, sleet fell and melted as soon as it touched the ground.
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It was simply that the humidity made people feel the cold readily and lose body heat.
For those at the bottom, keeping warm was an even harder problem than finding food-
Clip-clop, clip-clop~
The sound of hoofbeats emerged from the morning mist. Within it, the faint glow of a lantern dispelled the gloom.
Riding with Li Yanbing in his arms, Lin Hao sensed his surroundings briefly and frowned slightly. "Quite a few people seem to have died nearby. Have those roving bandits still not left...?"
"Yes. After all, even with you reappearing, the Plas City-State has lost its entire tier of Grand Knights, and the Shadow Soldiers have to guard home..."
Li Yanbing offered some conjectures as well.
Although the two of them had returned and shown themselves during the past two months or so, Yi Feng had also been returning regularly to report while supervising the construction of Shallow Beach Castle.
But he usually stuck to the main points. There really was no need to waste Lin Hao's time bringing up certain matters outside the Plas City-State.
Now it seemed that the negative effects of Plas's Shield's supposed death were still continuing to spread.
"Information doesn't travel all that quickly in this world, either. There are still divisions and severe differences between levels of society."
Lin Hao