"Madam, be careful below." The old butler got out of the car, walked around the hood, and opened the door for the lady. He slightly bowed and softly reminded, "Be cautious, there are steps ahead."
"Thank you!" A black-haired woman emerged from the car, wearing a black woolen coat today, her hair elegantly pinned up, exuding both grace and competence. Upon seeing the old butler's respectful demeanor, the woman offered him a faint smile which seemed to bring forth the spring, gracing one with a gentle breeze of comfort.
The old butler remained in his crisp black suit, slightly bowed, making way for the lady to clearly view the towering building behind him.
This is the place in Brunas City specializing in selling ship tickets. Although the war has ended not long ago, it's still somewhat chaotic, crowded with queues of people, yet it has indeed resumed its function of selling tickets to the Western Continent.
