As they explained and listened along the way, they soon arrived at the Magic Train platform leading from the surface to the Underwater City District.
A low dragon roar approached from afar as a Magic Train emerged from the tunnel and slowly pulled into the platform.
Once the train came to a stop, the door of carriage number eight opened. Several Dragonkin warriors in black uniforms stepped down and swept their eyes over the crowd.
In an instant, the surrounding area fell silent, and the previous clamor vanished.
"Those with tickets, present them. Those without tickets, entry to Underwater District 1 costs ten Gold Coins; entry to Underwater District 2 costs twenty Gold Coins. Prices vary by district."
After the Silver High-Tier Dragonkin warrior on the left finished reading the announcement, the one on the right continued, "Anyone without a ticket who refuses to pay in Magic Crystals will be fined five hundred times the amount if discovered. If they cannot afford it, they will be sentenced to five years in the undersea mines."
Upon hearing this, no one's expression changed. They merely watched the Dragonkin warriors standing at the train entrance, wondering when the ticket inspections would begin.
The two leading Dragonkin warriors did not waste any time. They waved for the subordinates behind them to line up and began checking the tickets of passengers wishing to board the Magic Train.
Before long, it was Velin's group's turn.
After tossing ten Gold Coins into the nearby cabinet, the Dragonkin warrior checking tickets looked up at the next person. He had just been about to speak when a force shoved him aside.
Before he could understand what had happened, he saw his captain standing before that Dragonkin and saying respectfully, "Lord Lester, greetings."
"Hello."
After replying arrogantly, Lester took out