It was still early morning when Ethan left the mansion, fully armed and with his armor on.
His footsteps sank into the nearly completely melted snow, tiny crystals shattering beneath his boots with every step.
It was curious. Only ten days had passed since the end of winter, yet the temperature was already rising visibly.
The trees glowed a vibrant green, and amid the last remnants of snow, thick grass was reviving with vigor.
That was heart of the forest beat, pumping mana and aura brimming with life force to every corner of that place.
In just five more days, the Eternal Forest would cease to be a frozen wasteland and transform into a warm, lush tropical forest.
It was strange to wake up every morning during that transition and find the world radically different from the day before.
Honestly, Ethan could only feel happy about it.
The faster the change, the sooner farming in Goldenveil could begin.
