"Hmm, it's beautiful."
Standing atop the cliff, Leon looked down at the three waterfalls below and couldn't help but smile.
The view earned it.
The Immortal Three Roads came from three towns, one of which was Fire Town, each of them flowing outward from their origins and converging here at this singular point. Three sources. All of them pouring into a large basin far below, the water catching the light in a way that made the whole thing look less like nature and more like something someone had designed on purpose.
For years this place had been a tourist attraction to everyone in the vicinity and beyond. The locals had long stopped looking at it as an inheritance ground. Whatever weight the history of this place once carried had been buried under entry fees and viewing platforms and the general noise of people with leisure time.
"Yes."
Locan's voice came from beside him, that particular easy smile of his already in place.
