Makai Hongi

>And since there were plants and animals in this world, we could hunt on our way, just like any other journey.
He had likely brought animals into this world after creating it.
And they had multiplied.

In any case, the longer the journey was, the more likely we were to run out of supplies.
You never knew what might happen, and so it was best to make as much progress as you could while you had the chance.

Just as Juga said, the white mist faded away after about a hundred meters.
And we stepped out into the Coast of Everlasting Summer.

“Woah.
The sky is so blue.”

Yes, this was a world of summer.
It reminded me of my summer vacations as a child.

“Yes.
If we go straight for about ten days, we will reach the Descendant Library.”

“And that’s the center of the Coast of Everlasting Summer, right? …Now that I think about it, if there is a Sealed Tomb and a Descendant Library, what are the others?”

It was these landmarks where they kept the Personifications.
So there must be something similar in Winter and Spring.

“Do you mean the Crystal Palace and the Infinite Icesnow?”
“So that’s what the Crystal Palace is.
And I suppose this Infinite Icesnow is the Village of Everlasting Winter?”

“Yes.
It is said that the Infinite Icesnow is a prison at the end of a long passage made of ice.
And they say that Celestials who used to be in the Human World are locked up within.”

“Are you serious? There are residents of the Celestial World there?”

“No…I doubt that they are actually there.
Surely they would have died, being held in such a place.”
Apparently, it was just a rumor.

This passage made of ice was a long, spiraling hallway.
And if you continued along it, you would eventually go underground.
And in its farthest depths was the dungeon.

Some said that late at night, you could hear the wailing of the Celestials coming from underground.
While it was probably just the wind, it was still a terrifying thought.

Still, it was quite impressive that residents of the Demon World could live in such a cold place.

It was true that the Coast of Everlasting Summer was hot.
It was hot even during the night.
But according to Juga, it wasn’t just people who were strong against the heat that lived here.
There were quite a variety of races as well.

However, once Vargan and Noshe, the two great Dragons, raised the flags of rebellion, it became an uncomfortable place to live.
And so many abandoned their homeland and fled to the lands of spring and autumn.

“Why does King Yamato ignore these rebels?”
I couldn’t help but wonder.

They were right there.
In front of him.
Surely no one would ignore a rebellion that was happening so close by?

“I don’t have an answer for that either.
However, such things have happened in the past before.
So perhaps it doesn’t bother him as much?”
“Ah…”

So that’s what it was.
It seemed likely enough.

Perhaps a little Dragon revolt was nothing to make Yamato feel any concern.
That was a scary thought.
That was how strong Yamato was.

As we continued to walk down the road, a group of five to six people moved towards us.
“Ah, you two.
I don’t recognize your faces.
Are you from some other place?”

I had a feeling of deja vu.