Gray snowflakes fall gently from the sky.

The first sparse snow flakes soon gathered and dominated the land.

In the villages where winter is ready, on the heads of travelers, and in the mountains where autumn is still alive, the embodiment of winter is a general, showing its power.

What are the seasons all about?

No one can answer this question, but it can only be said that the cycle of the four seasons is the cycle of life and death, and in order for the world to turn around normally, it must exist.

It was a long time ago, and the girl looked up at the sky for the first time.

She asked the red-haired man beside her.

"What is this?"

"It's snow, Iris. ”

The man took off his gloves, which had been scented, and spread his hands out in front of her. So the snowflakes fell on her hands, and immediately melted. In front of this incredible scene, a sigh emerged from the girl's lips. For the first time, she tried to hand over the name of the cold substance that was melting in the palm of the man's hand.

“xue”

The voice was like that of a babbling toddler.

"That's right, it's snow. ”

"Snow melts, and does it melt?"

The girl took up the wreath that the man had woven for her, and the snowflakes fell on the stamens of the flowers, as if sprinkled with a layer of sugar.

"Snow melts when it touches warmth, but it accumulates on top of the cold. ”

Stretching out his hand, the man said.

So the girl also stretched out her hand. The snowflakes fell on her porcelain-like hands, and in a few moments melted.

A pair of blue eyes instantly glared at the boss.

“...... Melted. ”

The girl sighed again. The man who was watching her from the sidelines looked very happy, he wiped the snow from his hands and said, "This is a matter of course...... Iris Havinfa—"

That was the last time the man saw him, and when they parted, he told himself.

He's going to see a friend and he's going to be away for a long time.

In this way, the separation in the snow became the last time I saw him in the past few years.

Iris was still waiting, waiting for him to return.

The man named Janecis.

——

Under the gray sky, a huge facility stands in the midst of it.

-- Taylor Prison, which now has more than 2,000 inmates, and about 400 prison guards who are responsible for educating and monitoring and guiding prisoners to the right path. The size of the prison, second only to Insonia Prison in the League of Seven Nations, and the fact that it has not allowed a single prisoner to escape since its establishment, has made the name of Taylor Prison widely known.

The prison was built in the far north of Rootsville, a place of extreme cold that was sealed by heavy snow all year round. It is far away from various towns, and even if you successfully escape from prison, it will be difficult for even a master who can start the Ten Veins Gate to get out of that snowy field.

The fugitives await only the threat of nature and the death of loneliness. Taking a step back, escaping from prison is far from as simple as it sounds. As the name suggests, this is the best place to hold prisoners.

The facility has invested considerable money in this area in order to perform its functions as a prison.

The first thing that catches your eye when you enter the main entrance of the minaret is the factory divided into several areas. The factory does not manufacture any products on a regular basis, and most of the orders are received from private companies. With a wide range of products, from clothes and soaps to detergents to handicrafts, it is only natural that the forced labor of the prisoners was also multifaceted.

Such forced labor, which is justified as "equipping prisoners with the technical skills necessary for their return to society after completing their sentences", is in fact nothing more than a pretext for the prisoners to engage in the economic activities necessary to maintain the prison.

But in any case, it is true that the crime rate of prisoners has dropped after they have been released from prison, and in fact, there are very few people who have been "cared for" here for the second time.

But this happens only in the first area of the shelter for petty offenders.

In the second, third, and fourth regions, where the severity and danger of the offender's crimes increased, so did the system of administration in the region, and even the prisoners were deprived of their compulsory labor and had to accept simple imprisonment. Presumably, any prison in the world will hold prisoners who cannot be released, but for Taylor Prison, in front of "cannot be released", it is necessary to add such qualifications as "certainly", "absolutely", and "no matter what".

If they run away, it will have a great impact on society. The prisoners here are all such dangerous prisoners.

Anyone who enters the prison will be amazed at how neat it is.

The well-cleaned corridors and walls decorated with copies of famous paintings look like the waiting rooms of a hospital.

Visitors will be notified of their identity and attire at the gate of the checkpoint, so you can take a break in the waiting area full of benches before you can meet them.

Visitors are handed out a form that asks them to fill out the person they are meeting, the purpose of the visit, and their admission and past medical history. Here, they are all obliged to fill out this form thoroughly and truthfully. During this time, the prison checks the identity documents presented by the visitor, and if it is determined that there is no problem with the meeting, it can be met in a private room or in a large meeting room with simple separation.

As for condolences, although they are generally delivered by the hands of the guards, it is also allowed to be delivered by the visitors if the food has been inspected - naturally, the contents will be broken into a mess, so it is not recommended to send them on their behalf.

In short, the client must undergo all of the above repeated scrutiny before proceeding with the meeting.

All people will have a place in someone's heart, and the same applies to mortals.

However, there are also people who come to visit for the sake of work.

Taylor's Prison, which is silently dealt with in this silent world covered in silver, is now home to a girl with flowers.

The girl was waiting in a separate room with privileges that ordinary people could not enjoy.

It was a room reserved for senior leaders who had come to inspect the prison, and the girl was dressed in a way that didn't fit in with the prison.

A pair of blue eyes with a mystical charm reminiscent of the extravagance that characterizes a tube sapphire, a hair that dwarfs the dark red satin of the braid, like a gold thread containing starlight, and a pair of slender feet wrapped in cocoa-colored woven boots that maintain an elegant slope even when the girl sits down.

The room was very quiet, and the prison guard who was in charge of guarding the girl had already taken the attention of this beautiful man. The flower-blooming girl glanced at the wall, and it seemed that she had been waiting for a meeting with someone for a long time. Although there was no anxiety on her face, she could feel that she was somewhat hesitant.

Inside the room, time was always passing the time, only the sigh of the prison guard was mixed in—just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Iris Havinfa, the meeting is ready!"

An obese female prison guard shouted at the girl in a deep voice. The dark green gold suit on her body barely wrapped around her bloated body, and the buttons on her chest felt like they were going to fly to death at any moment.

Hearing this, the girl known as Iris Havinfa picked up the small bag and striped umbrella placed on the ground, and stood up suddenly.

The female prison guard looked at Iris with a slightly surprised expression, looking envious and jealous of the girl's eyebrows and slender figure. Then she glanced contemptuously at the male prison guard, who seemed to have lost his soul, and led Eri into the passage of the relevant personnel.

"I, Kim. Responsible for showing you the way. ”

The footsteps of the two men were mixed with Jin Kela's loud voice, echoing in the narrow passage.

The windows on the side reflect a snow-covered silver world.

And so...... Iris Havinfa, you're famous in the Roots Ville area? I'm taken aback, I heard that the theater mask puppet was made after you. It's that master craftsman, Cornell...... Produced for the performance of "The Girl Dancing on the Ice Flower". That doll is really lifelike..... Even the Queen of Tea and Grey seems to be interested in this...... My colleagues were envious when they heard that I was going to show you the way today, and that stage play seemed to be famous, and although I hadn't seen it, my colleagues were full of praise for it. ”

Kim asked as she peeked at the side of Iris's face. And she just nodded slightly, and her face was still as beautiful as a rose petal.

- What do you mean? Is what I'm saying funny? and...... Although this person is beautiful, he is really not like a human being when he is so beautiful.

Displeased with Iris's smile, Kim snorted and twisted his head to the side in displeasure and closed his mouth for the time being.

Along the way, the two went down the stairs several times. In other words, Iris's mission to meet was kept underground in this prison. Why is there no elevator here? Beside Iris, who was scared of the stairs with a calm and temperamental face, Jin Kela couldn't bear the pressure of this silence, and took the initiative to explain the reason.

"Here's ...... Call... Ha... The prisoners are full of genuine criminals and mentally ill people...... Whew... Whoosh...... So, in order to be able to lock down their escape route as soon as possible in case of an emergency, there are only stairs here...... Mutter...... But for us prison guards, it's a lot of trouble, that's it. I don't know if it's because of lack of exercise or because of obesity, Jin Kela's face as he descended the stairs was full of pain. Iris on the side was worried, and from time to time cautiously asked her about her physical condition. Breathless and sweating profusely, Kim Kiris stepped into the air at this moment, and was about to fall down the stairs, saying that it was too late to be fast, Iris reached out at a speed that was too fast to see, grabbed the back collar of Kim's uniform, and lifted her whole person to you.

"Uh......h Uh......"

Realizing that he was saved by Iris behind him, Jin Qila couldn't care about being strangled by the uniform around his neck, and he was so shocked that he stiffened his body.

"Quick, quick, put me down!"

Once again, Iris carefully laid down the gold and leaned into her ear and whispered, "I apologize for my rudeness, miss. ”

Iris's beautiful voice brushed in her ears along with her breath, and Jin Kela's face turned red to the base of her ears.

"You, don't laugh at me!

"That's not the case, as long as the heart is still young, it is a very beautiful person. ”

“...... Hey, no, I didn't mean to say that......"

- Oh no, others have been kind enough to help me, and I haven't thanked them yet.

"Then let me address you Madame. ”

"It's not a question of title. ”

"Is that what makes you unhappy? If I can point out my omissions, I will do everything I can to improve them. ”

Jin Kela didn't know how to react anymore, if he was Ayrus, then he would at least write everything he wanted to say on his face. But throughout, there was only a faint smile on Iris's face.