Cheongha’s land is a place where even in the middle of winter, the sun sets after six o’clock, making the days unusually long.
Above her head, from a small window tucked in the corner of the tent, the crimson sunset casts its glow into the Tampo.

It was also a time that all the prisoners in Tampo had been eagerly waiting for.

Dinner time!

In just half a day, Cheong had perfectly understood why the prisoners in Tampo were so desperate for food.

There’s nothing to do!
Absolutely nothing!
Ah, there’s truly no joy here aside from …