Henry believed that no help was better than inadequate help, thus he wanted to build the best house in Salgaera based on the memories he had of the time the empire was being built.

When Henry asked where he could find water, another person said, “If you walk north from here, you will see a huge lake, but it’s not worth the effort.”

“Is there something wrong with the lake?”

“It’s frozen, and we’ve all tried to break through the ice but failed every time.”

“Is the ice that thick?”

“No. In fact, the ice looked very thin.”

“What?”

“That’s why it makes us crazy. The ice on the lake is as transparent and thin as glass, but it didn’t even crack when we tried breaking it… You’ll know what I mean when you get there.”

Even though there was a lake nearby, the exiles could only drink melted snow for survival. The problem seemed easily resolved, but the villagers all said the same thing.

“The exiles who lived here before us said that there is a legend...