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The Royal Capital, Ichrite.
Under the afternoon sun around two or three o'clock, a Magic Power Rail Train roared into Ichrite Central Station.
This station, built of ochre-red bricks, was also the transportation heart of the entire Hutton Kingdom. Its ancient architecture, perfectly accommodated by modern refurbishments, had become a unique landscape.
As the mechanical behemoth came to a steady halt on the platform, and a few seconds after the announcement sounded, the carriage doors slowly opened.
Stepping out from one of the carriages was a group of young people with youthful exteriors, yet composed demeanors.
They walked with firm strides across the platform to the bustling station hall, bypassing tourists hesitating in front of shops featuring Hutton Kingdom's special goods.
This team stood out conspicuously in the station hall, attracting the glances of many passersby.
