บท 198: Calming Natural Disasters Through The Power Of Music

This time, the scenery around Shirohige was that of a forest clearing.

He stood in an open glade bathed in soft, dappled sunlight that filtered through the canopy of towering trees encircling the space. The trees, with their thick, gnarled trunks and sprawling branches, formed a protective ring around the clearing.

The air was cool and crisp, filled with the earthy scent of moss and fallen leaves. Ferns and wildflowers dotted the forest floor, adding splashes of color to the green expanse. The gentle rustling of leaves and the distant calls of birds created a peaceful symphony.

Nearby, a clear stream wound its way through the trees, its waters sparkling as they danced over smooth stones. The clearing felt like a serene sanctuary, a tranquil haven amidst the dense forest.