This wind over Vizima Lake feels quite unusual.
Lann easily saw through this.
But he wasn't very concerned.
After all, this is the domain of the Lady of the Lake, although as the Earth God of the Brook Leon Great Forest and the Silver-Eyed Queen—Aisne, she has been long pressured by surrounding human nations, compressing the forest area.
It seems that gods are quite an insignificant concept.
But the Lady of the Lake... Lann had confidence in her.
Ignoring the tiny sailboats scattered across Vizima Lake, Lann led the Qilin and the forlorn Rong Buqiu towards the Da Gun Temple.
As usual, the marble floor of the temple was beneath the lake's surface, making the water cover one's feet when stepped upon.
White lotuses and green lotus leaves floated above the shallow waters, radiating a refreshing fragrance.
The scene was one of tranquility and calm.
As if this really was a simple temple, established by some unknown race in the distant past.
But Lann knew.
