At the Floating Ship Port in Okla City, Hebrew disembarked with a dozen or so guards. For a moment, he struggled to adjust to the bustling scene before him.
Xisina, who had been waiting nearby, spotted Hebrew and approached. Placing her hands over her abdomen, she bowed. "General Hebrew, welcome back. Your carriage is ready. Please follow me."
Hebrew gave his Lord's Head Maid a slight nod in acknowledgment, then followed her out of the Floating Ship Port.
After boarding the carriage, Hebrew went straight to the window and sat down. Watching the scenery slip past outside, he began pondering why his Lord had summoned him back.
Was he going to beat me up? But I haven't done anything wrong!
After thinking it over for a while, Hebrew suddenly hit upon the most likely explanation.
Elder Brother asked my Lord to call me back.
The more he thought along those lines, the more likely it seemed.
After all, aside from Elder Brother, he really could not think of any reason his Lord would recall him.
No, I'll start by telling him about my achievements on the battlefield, then describe the harsh conditions to win his sympathy.
That way, surely my Lord won't hand me over to Elder Brother when I haven't done anything wrong.
Having convinced himself, Hebrew began admiring the scenery outside without a care in the world.
Most of the buildings along the road still retained their original local style, but every newly constructed building bore the style of Qixing Territory.
Clearly, Grand Steward Belder intended to begin with the major cities, gradually assimilating the customs of the local Aerans.
The effects would not be apparent in the short term, but over time, the effort would surely bear fruit by the time the kingdom was founded.
Still, that