With so many jobs to choose from in Winterfell, Kara doesn't have to rush into what to do.

For now, she can live in Clark's house, help Clark look after the house, and take advantage of this time to get acquainted with Winterfell.

And the day after Kara and Alt arrived in Winterland, Winterfell finally ushered in the first heavy snow of the year.

"I thought it wouldn't snow this year!"

Sitting in his comfortable office chair, Davy watched the snow fall like goose feathers outside the window, put the "Those Funny Little Tricks" he borrowed from Gianna on the table, and took a few sips of hot tea.

"Is it always snowing so hard here in Winterland?"

Holding a few books, Wanda, who had just asked David for some knowledge of the Holy Light, looked out the window curiously.

It's not like she's never seen snow, and her hometown of Sokovia isn't a warm place, and you can see snow everywhere in winter, and this snow scene even reminds her of her hometown.

However, the snow seemed to be too big and had no tendency to stop at all.

"Winter in the northern plains is almost a snow country, and in fact it is already falling very late this year."

In previous years, snow falls as soon as winter arrives, and the snow remains for the entire winter until the following year.

When the snow melts, it means that the new year has truly arrived for Winterfell, and the farmers of Winterfell will begin to prepare for the new year when the snow melts.

However, this may change with the development of Winterfell, and some farmers seem to be considering experimenting with greenhouses.

In this way, even in winter, the residents of Winterfell will be able to eat fresh vegetables and fruits, which are no longer a privilege for a few people.

David took another sip of tea and reminded Wanda as she prepared to return to the Cathedral of Light: "Remember to dress thicker, winter in Winterfell is not so friendly." ”

"I see."

Wanda smiled and agreed, this feeling of being cared for was good, and here in Winterfell she also made new friends such as Gianna, Ronin, and Wenlesa, and she didn't want to go back to Earth more and more.

After David reminded Wanda and watched her leave the office, he put the teacup in his hand on the table, and then raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a portal with a golden edge appeared in front of him, and as David stepped into it, the portal closed and disappeared.

Through the portal, David came into midair, hovering there waiting for the figure below to approach.

"David?"

"It's me."

Kara, who was flying at high speed into the air, looked at David in front of her in surprise, and if she was not mistaken, the other party used the same flying method as herself.

Could it be that this Duke of Glamorgan also has Kryptonian blood?

But that's not the point, the point is why is this Lord Duke here? Thinking of her cousin's repeated words to herself, Kara regretted that she had flown out in her suit, she should have been wearing that down jacket.

"You're ......"

"Did Clark tell you about the external situation in Winterfell?"

"I said it."

"Did you ever be reminded not to fly too high?"

"This ...... Yes! ”

Carla suddenly understood why David had suddenly appeared, and Clark had indeed warned himself not to fly too high, especially not to 'fly off the planet'.

Because there is a group of powerful beings who are staring at the planet from the outside, and if they fly out recklessly, they are easily attacked.

Kara didn't know exactly what was going on, but she wasn't prepared to try it herself, so she wasn't going to fly too high, she just wanted to bask in the sun above the clouds.

There was no way, it suddenly snowed heavily, and she could only fly into the air if she wanted to bask in the sun.

"I just want to fly above the clouds."

"That's good."

At present, Winterfell has the ability to fly alone, but most of them don't need his special advice.

Whether it's the Decepticons or the Kryptonites led by Zod, they are all soldiers who are willing to follow orders, and they will carry them out after they give them.

In addition, only Superman Clark and Iron Man Tony Stark have the ability to fly out of the planet alone.

Clark don't worry, Tony won't die again until he's sure he won't die again after seeing the fate of the Pretender One.

So David didn't have to worry about them, but Kara's situation was not sure, so David stopped the other party and reminded him emphatically.

With that said, David opened the portal again and returned to his office, not continuing to talk to Kara.

Looking at David, who had already left, Carla scratched her hair, thinking that her cousin might be overthinking, and that the Duke of Glamorgan didn't seem to have much thought of herself.

Turning her head and continuing to fly high in the air, until she felt the sun shining on her through the clouds, Kara stopped, hovering comfortably in the air and sunbathing.

Back in the office, David picked up the 'magic book' again and practiced small tricks such as 'clean', 'dry', 'mage's hand', and so on, which were not magic at all, in the way described above.

For him, the appeal of these little tricks was even greater than the forbidden spells that destroyed the world.

He found that the difficulty of learning these small tricks was very low, and he could learn them with casual practice, even if the holy light as magic power was not as malleable and diverse as arcane energy, it would not affect the effect of these tricks.

Even if there are some shackles from time to time, he can quickly come up with a solution.

Didn't David know if he was really talented? Or is it standing high enough? Anyway, he thinks that magic is really not difficult, and next time he will ask Gianna to borrow a book that is a little difficult to read.

Just as Davy happily learns all kinds of little magic, and Winterfell a few snow on and off makes the winter atmosphere even stronger.

Kara and Alt also become familiar with the situation in Winterfell.

Compared to Kara, who settled directly in Winterfell and had a cousin by her side who could ask and answer questions at any time, Alt could only figure it out on his own.

After learning the lingua franca of Brennia, Alter would come and go from time to time to practice his speaking skills by talking to the vendors.

Although his accent is a bit strange, it is not a big deal for the residents of Winterfell, because there are so many people in Winterfell with strange accents that everyone is used to it.

Most civilians don't bother with why these people's accents are so strange, after all, the inhabitants of Winterfell come from different places, and there are people who don't know where they came from.

So no one would be surprised by Art's accent and wouldn't ask where he came from, which made Alter breathe a sigh of relief.

He was worried about that because it would make him not know how to answer.

After getting his ID, Alter wandered around Winterfell more relaxed, forgetting his original idea as he came into contact with him: he just wanted to fly over.

I started to want to know more about the city, especially when I learned that Winterfell had an air force and recruited talented young men to become fighter pilots all year round.

Excited, Alter went directly to the Winter Barracks to visit, wanting to 'inspect' the plane in Winterfell.

Much to his disappointment, Winterfell's air force was a little different from what he had thought: there weren't that many fighters here, as almost all of Winter's fighters were made from silicon-based lifeforms from Cybertron, and even most of the transport planes were made from these Cybertrons known as the Transformers.

Winterfell's air operations were largely handled by the Cybertrons, who recruited pilots mainly to fly the small number of Quint fighters (which were actually small transport planes) and helicopters.

Sighing helplessly, his action was nothing, but it aroused the curiosity of the other person beside him.

"You look disappointed? Can you ask why? Alter turned his head to see a tall woman standing next to him, looking at him with a smile: "Hello, my name is Arcie. ”

"Hello, I'm Saotome Art." Although I don't know why the other party accosted me, I politely introduced myself: "I just didn't see the plane I wanted to see here." ”

"Oh?" Elsie looked at the Alter in front of him, the other party had an outstanding appearance, and it could be seen from the body shape and muscle condition that he had been trained, but he was obviously not very old, and he was still a teenager: "What plane do you want to see?" ”

"Fighter!" Saotome Art's eyes lit up when he said this answer, and he could see how strong his longing for a fighter was, but unfortunately there was no real fighter here in Winterfell - the Kun fighter was not a fighter in his eyes at all.

"Actually, there are fighter jets here in Winterfell." When Arcie heard the boy talk about fighter jets, he guessed the other party's situation, and after accessing Alter's information through the server, he understood why he was so obsessed with fighter jets: according to Winterfell's registration information, this young man was a fighter pilot who was studying and could be regarded as a fighter pilot in the reserves.

"Well, I'm not talking about the Cybertrons' transformed fighters, but the fighters controlled by the pilot."

"I know what kind of fighter you're referring to."

Alter looked at the woman in front of him in surprise, feeling a little curious about the identity of this person, and at the same time feeling a little strange in his heart: "Since there are fighter planes, why haven't you seen any traces of fighter planes?" ”

"There is a serious shortage of fighter pilots here in Winterfell, so those that need pilots are parked in the warehouse." Arcie beckoned, motioning for Ark to come with her.

Alter wanted to ask who the other party was first? But the expectations for the fighter made him decide to shut up and look at the plane first!

(End of chapter)