The night had deepened, yet the city remained brightly lit, night as bright as day.
The Empress left the station and, after changing transportation, stepped into the bustling commercial district.
The citizens strolled the streets happily with their half-angel family members.
However, while the place seemed prosperous at first glance, a closer look revealed that the surrounding booths, shops, and display cases were all filled with the same type of goods: religious items.
The display cases of jewelry stores uniformly contained items inscribed with holy markings and prayer scriptures, yet they showed no magic power fluctuations.
The bookstore windows displayed either biographies detailing the valor of angels or poetry praising the Lord.
The Plain Ancient City, once a paradise for adventurers, was now indistinguishable from the small town beneath the border wall, long since lacking the image of bravery and exploration.
