Chapter 188: Where is My Brother?
South of Norvigel, a northern town named Pine Forest Town.
The North in mid-July was a few degrees cooler than the central and southern parts of the Empire; a breeze from the continuous snow-capped mountains and permafrost further north, mixed with the fresh scent of pine needles, brushed through the streets and alleys.
Freya tightened her hood, carefully pressing her overly distinct ears into her hair to hide them. She moved discreetly along the edge of the street, looking for an Echoes of Truth stronghold as agreed.
Whenever a passerby's gaze swept over her, she would instinctively hold her breath and bury her face deeper.
But after walking for a long time, Freya gradually noticed the difference here...
She had thought it would be like the heart of the Empire, where every demihuman had to endure strange looks, but as she walked, she found non-human races everywhere.
In the market, a demihuman vendor with wolf ears was counting goods. Three stout dwarves stood in front of an alchemy shop, haggling with the shopkeeper. Their huffing and puffing reminded her of Professor Duncan...
There were even several children with cat ears, from the same Staya Tribe as herself, chasing and playing by the roadside, while the passersby were already accustomed to it.
Freya had left the North when she was very young; she didn't expect the changes to be so significant upon her return.