By this time, Blue Bay had arrived in May, and the weather had begun to heat up, a stark contrast to the Snow Domain north of the Northern Domain Mountain Range, where snow covered everything.
Stepping onto the soil of Blue Bay once again, Luo'er couldn't help but feel profoundly moved by nostalgia. He vaguely remembered their last visit here, which was almost three years ago now, and it seemed that nothing had changed.
The dark-skinned Bobulu guards, dressed in splendid military uniforms, patrolled the streets with Otland bolt-action rifles slung over their shoulders. Their helmet styles had not changed and were still just as peculiar.
As a hub for north-south trade, Blue Bay bustled with activity, its streets thronged with people despite the shipping routes being blockaded by the Beastman Race pirates.
