Next to this country lies a large inland lake where many boats dock, making it an important relay station in the central part of the continent.
Caravans from other countries in the central and western regions gather here, and various beautiful goods are displaying here. Even elves, beastmens, and dwarves mingle among humans.
Walking among so many humans, Ilodyer's mood suddenly improved. Looking at the bustling port city that so prosperous, this country must be quite wealthy, right?
Different from the kingdom ruled by the Elven King, this world filled with hustle and bustle might actually be Ilodyer's favorite place.
Poverty, illness, conflict, and conspiracies—things that were originally far from Ilodyer's life, and sealed off by the Elven King, seemed to resurface in Ilodyer's life again.
"You seem particularly happy?" The young man noticed the smile on the beauty in his arms and looked at him indulgently.
Ilodyer smiled but didn't answer.
