"Grass (a type of plant)." The boy even subconsciously shifted his gaze to the top of the cart, and fortunately, there wasn't a turret there, or he really would have thought it was the bull-powered tank unique to the Terra Continent: "Is this to adapt to the mountainous jungle environment? It's ridiculous, no wonder they need a giant cow to pull it, no camel beast could withstand this!"
Feeling it was absurd was one thing, but noticing that the surrounding crowd didn't seem particularly surprised, Ian knew that all this might be quite commonplace for the locals of Terra.
And just as the caravan arrived, the Viscount's Mansion and a host of other important figures walked out from their residences.
Ian observed that everyone's expressions, whether the Viscount's or Elder Prude's, were very solemn. Although the Viscount's expression relaxed slightly upon seeing the caravan, overall, the mood remained stern.
