May 10th.
In Aran territory.
Using the technology from the Age of Great Navigation, no, even by Earth standards, Aran's infrastructure was exceptionally exaggerated.
They were running later than expected.
It was only by tonight that they could reach Chenxi Port.
With a distance of twenty or thirty miles left to their destination, they rode on a well-paved road, where the stone slabs were seamlessly fit together. Illuminated by the Magic Energy street lights on either side, Liszt and his fellow mighty veterans hired a carriage. It was called a carriage, but it was actually pulled by two creatures named 'land dragons', which bore no resemblance to dragons, but were rather a scaly hybrid between a rhinoceros and a horse, known for their stamina and most suitable for long-distance travel.
"Why are there so many people near the port?"
