The Royal City of Lion Kingdom, Lion City.
Among the square and tidy western-style houses, there were sporadically a few collapsed buildings, and the streets still bore the charred marks of a great fire.
Although the Army and Falcon Kingdom had not fought their way here, one could still see the scars left by war in the unrestored ruins.
Along the main road leading from the north gate to the royal palace, the crowd was bustling, stretching into a dense sea of people as far as the eye could see.
Whether men, women, the elderly, or children; whether farmers, craftsmen, or fruit vendors, they were all on tiptoe, craning their necks looking in the direction of the city gate.
In just a few days, life had visibly improved at an astonishing pace.
The roaring bombers were gone, the piercing air raid sirens had also left the lives of the city's residents.
