"So, this is the city of knowledge, Styxcanva," Noel muttered while looking up.
They had just entered the city after proving their identity next to the gate. The city was different from anything he had seen.
The city was extremely clean despite having a lot of people roaming around. The economy seemed to be booming.
However, it felt a bit warmer due to the white color the city had. In fact, the city was far too white in his opinion. The building might not have the same structure, but they were all painted white, including the roof.
The road was made of white stone, paved in an organized way that let them shine.
Noel could see a few scholars moving around. The scholars came in various degrees. There was a pure scholar who never cultivated their power and focused on theoretical work about so many things.
