Seleucid Governorship, Sunset City.
The sound of gongs and drums thundered, the horns blared, and a powerful broadcast voice emerged from the city gates while banners were hoisted high.
"Warmly welcome the victorious return of the Imperial Army!"
"Hero Adrian of Seleucid makes great achievements again, annihilating the rebel group that intended to defect to the Kingdom of Cassandra!"
Adrian rode a Dragon Blood warhorse, leading the fully armed army along the newly paved wide asphalt road, preparing to return to the Ducal Residence.
He gazed at the distant skyline dotted with cranes and skeletal structures, at the giant airship hovering above the city, and at the wing-flapping Bipedal Wyverns. His emotions grew more complex, and he softly sighed from horseback.
"So fast..."
Too fast.
In just a month's time, this city had undergone earth-shattering changes, gradually becoming unrecognizable to him.
But are these changes good or bad?
