And at that mont, Kael lifted his head and looked towards an open space in the center of the city, where a group of half-humans and dwarves were silently waiting below.
Around the periter of the central space, nurous rchant caravans had gathered. When they saw the imnse flying boat slowly descending, a flicker of astonishnt passed through their eyes.
The flying boat was truly enormous; its slow descent from the sky was like a ferry plumting from the heavens. The rchant caravans around the square beca sowhat disturbed, and their horses started to get restlessly agitated.
Once the flying boat had steadied, Luxius turned his head to look at everyone and said, "Gentlen, disembark!"
Upon Luxius’s command, the boarding ramps of the flying boat slowly approached, and a line of individuals, prepared and ready, descended.
Kael did not follow imdiately; his primary purpose for coming was to retrieve an item, and the less attention he attracted, the better.
The first to descend were the knights; a cold light flickered in their eyes as they ford a column and used their gazes to drive back the dwarves who bore obsequious smiles, intending to co forward and greet them.
After the dwarves had scattered, having understood the knights’ ssage, the mages then leisurely walked down the ladder.
Following the mages’ departure, Kael and the other younger mbers of their party, along with the accompanying personnel, descended the long staircase.
In their midst, the youths carried large banners representing the different powers of the Bell Federation they hailed from. As the flags unfurled and the line advanced, their grand and majestic presence, along with their unexpectedly uniform strides, drew the attention of the surrounding rchants.
The rchants, not in a hurry to leave, simply stopped in their tracks to watch the scene unfold before them.
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After all, such spectacles were seldom seen more than a few tis a year.
"What’s going on here?"
"So many banners from different factions, why do I feel like I’ve never seen them within our country?"
"Of course you haven’t, they are from the great powers of the Bell Federation. Interesting, are they here because of the Bartlet Monarch at this particular ti?"
"This is getting troubleso, it seems like the situation may be bigger than we imagined."
"Isn’t the most important thing those damn dwarves causing trouble?"
Suddenly a look of confusion appeared in their eyes; among the banners of the great powers, a flag that seed sowhat out of place erged.
"Strange, that banner doesn’t seem like a faction’s flag, it looks more like a coat of arms."
"No need to wonder, that is indeed a coat of arms, and at the sa ti, a faction’s flag... It should belong to a cadet branch of the Duchy of Lionheart, if I’m not mistaken."
"Why would such a person also suddenly co here, aren’t they worried about trouble?"
"You should be asking, if he gets into trouble on this land, how our country would respond to the repercussions from the Duke of Lionheart."
"Ah... you have a point."
To Kael’s surprise, it seed the residents of the Orean Independent Kingdom were already aware of the specific circumstances.
Quickly, the group, with the reception of dwarves and half-humans, boarded the carriages and headed towards the reception hall.
Along the way, the dwarves directed the half-humans to clear the pedestrians, and amidst the complaints of the crowd, the group gradually receded into the distance.
Kael stealthily lifted the window cover to look at the people outside; the majority were half-humans. As they looked towards Kael and his group, so were numb, so indifferent, so curious, and so, in anger, spat on the ground.
"These half-humans are quite interesting indeed!" Kael whispered quietly.
Elanna, who was sitting in the carriage, curiously looked at him and asked, "Interesting?"
"Of course, interesting. I must say the dwarves have done an impressive job training their dogs... Speaking of which, there isn’t any animosity between the Bell Federation and the Orean Independent Kingdom, is there?"
"On the contrary, in earlier years, they had been subjected to massacre by the Sacred Briania for harboring heretics. Look at them now, one would think it was the Bell Federation who slaughtered them back then!"
Lily, after staying silent for a while, sighed and said, "In this country, the dwarves hold true economic hegemony, infiltrating nearly every facet of national welfare.
Even if the half-humans wanted to take action, they would have to consider whether it would affect the overall situation of the country. I’ve read about these things in related texts…
According to those, the dwarves are currently backed by the Sacred Briania in their actions; half-humans dare not act rashly with so many restrictions.
Even the dominant narrative within the whole Orean Independent Kingdom is under the dwarves’ control, so such situations are rather normal.
They... reject the Bell Federation more than we imagined."
"That’s not necessarily the case though," Kael said with a light chuckle. "If you think about it, their dislike for us isn’t without reason."
Confused, Lily then received a prompt from Elanna:
"Lily... is it okay if I call you that?"
Lily nodded, "You can call however you like, just don’t kick out of the carriage."
After giving Kael a glance, Elanna understood his intention. Kael took out a map of the lands surrounding the Bell Federation from his space equipnt and handed it to her.
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