Set in another world, the rushing horses that were dragging a carriage could be heard before the preaching merchants were thrown left and right. With goods on display on the street, the market was nothing but bustling. Their smiling faces when they showed off their goods were calming to see. Not a single worry was there in the terrific atmosphere.
In the middle market, a statue made of bronze acted as the landmark. It was of a man proudly shown his chest against the sky with two of his hands turned to a fist. His gaze was unwavering and the inscription below told its name, The Benevolent Garuda.
Meanwhile, Ayumu was already standing in front of a door that was heavily guarded. The guards were having sour faces as they looked at the young lady before nodding. Standing at the opposite sides, eight guards opened the way for the young lady to enter. Her pink hair didn't flutter as each step was proven to be heavier the more closer she got to the door.
