Green mountains and clear waters, green-edged swords, handsome young men in white clothes and horses.
A baby adopted by an old man in a war-torn world. After coming down from the mountain, he slowly grew into a knight who was respected by everyone. Diffused into the billowing world of mortals, I saw the Iron Horse Glacier again.
Who has never thought about fighting the sword to the end of the world, who has never wanted to travel thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
That young man in elegant clothes is you and me.
Very beautiful and wonderful