Escort Mission

Anyone who had been to the Land of Rain would say it was a weeping country. Meikyō agreed wholeheartedly. Even though he was not yet within the Land of Rain's borders, but stationed at the junction between the Land of Fire and the Land of Rain, the rain still fell without cease for days on end, leaving the air damp. Especially now, in the depths of winter, such weather felt even more piercingly cold and clammy.