It snowed heavily last night too.
Winter may be over, but the weather is strangely cold this year.
"Phew… … ."
Of course, this was only the second winter in Hardion that Carl had experienced, so even though it was strange, it didn't really interest him.
This is nothing compared to the winter in Lucas's memories.
The winters of the Morgan Empire are mild, with heavy snowfall but temperatures never dropping below freezing.
Knock… Knock… … .
The melted snow soaks the rotting corpses, making them even more unpleasant to burn.
"Damn, isn't it true that corpses don't rot when it snows?"
"It's warm during the day. It freezes and melts repeatedly. But it's better than summer."
The voices of soldiers grumbling as they belatedly deal with the corpses they had not been able to deal with due to moving too quickly can be heard through the sound of the wind.
