The two continued on their journey, gradually disappearing into the shadows at the end of the corridor, only leaving scattered spots of light on the empty road.
They eventually reached the foundation layer, walking out of Chinston City Prison together under the watchful eyes of the prison guards.
Beyond the imposing grey stone walls, Chinston City with its attractive scenery could be seen in the distance.
At the moment, it was one in the afternoon and the sun was high in the sky, casting a warm light. The sky was a pale blue, adding to the clear brightness unique to spring in the snowfields.
Returning to Chinston City after almost a month, a sense of familiarity and intimacy immediately surrounded them, making their strides lighter.
In this snowfield, apart from the road full of wind and snow, the place they would most likely stay and enjoyed the most was Chinston City.
"Actually, I think you make a great headmaster."
Sikder said thoughtfully.
