Winter, the piercing cold wind blew.
As the most bustling city in the southwest of the Holy Mania Empire, Fengye City remained as lively as ever.
Carts loaded with goods hurriedly moved along the main road paved with marble; street vendors selling hot drinks and cooked food enthusiastically called out to passersby; city guards, clad in half-armor, dutifully patrolled the district to maintain order; distant chimes echoed from the church in the central square...
Suddenly, there was a slight commotion at the city gate, but it was quickly subdued by the guards.
The ground began to rumble, and accompanied by swirling dust, a convoy adorned with strange, serpentine symbols slowly entered through the towering city gate...
The citizens coming and going within the city merely glanced curiously, then returned to their own affairs.
There had been several such convoys in the city recently.
"Another merchant caravan has arrived."
