Granweifley City's streets were void of people, shops shuttered tight, windows nailed with thick wooden planks.
The magic energy vehicle's wheels, rolling over the strewn pebble and sandy road surface, emitted a muffled noise that instantly vanished in the emptiness of the streets.
Even inside the vehicle, one could feel the tense atmosphere of the Empire's border.
"The spy we are going to contact is a miss named Unity, also because the council in the Western Hub Zone trusts Miss Florence quite a lot, allowing us to directly meet with the elite agents embedded in Brilda by the Allied Forces,"
The Snow Witch put down the newspaper and said to Huebelle.
The swiftly passing view outside the window, the buildings on either side seemingly lost their past splendor, turning gloomily cold and deserted.
Everywhere in Granweifley City, one could see the military's presence, setting up multiple checkpoints at every street corner and alley, ready for battle.
