No matter the various tales of love and hate between the Black King and the Alchemy Train, one thing was certain: South Ridge truly was a rural place outside the core civilization circle of the Terra Confederation.
Although Nauman City indeed had huge ironclad warships, and Harrison Port was not lacking in precise alchemy products, Ian found it hard to find much of the brilliant civilization's aura in the pastoral scenes of South Ridge.
"No wonder Yisen Gard, such a gentle and polite person, couldn't help but blurt out the word 'countryside' upon arriving at Harrison Port—it's not some disdainful derogation by someone from the Imperial Capital, but a candid declarative sentence."
"Yeah, in a place without even a train, where you have to rely on Camel Beast Caravans for long travels, and in tougher times even walk... haha, it really is quite rural."
With this thought, Ian couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh behind his helmet as he now stood in a hall.
