Calamity Era, Deepwater City, Flower Moon.
The thick fog grew denser and denser.
Lord Tric once again piloted the Floating City in search of survivors.
Praise the great Tric.
Deepwater City had originally been nothing more than a trade city.
Its lord was also a merchant.
When the Great Calamity arrived, he took his guards and treasures and fled the city.
He abandoned the poor residents there.
To face the attacks of vicious monsters.
If Lord Tric had not stepped forward and rallied the people.
Then ventured to the academy in Archmage City.
Built a Floating City.
And brought over a thousand mages from Archmage City to Deepwater City.
By now, Deepwater City had long since been overrun by monsters.
It would have been impossible for it to become this prosperous during the Great Calamity Era.
But recently, rumors had begun circulating.
Lord Tric had plans to leave Deepwater City.
Damn it, which bastard spread that nonsense?
Calamity Era, Deepwater City, Fruit Moon.
Deepwater City's population reached sixty thousand.
A City Guard numbering twenty thousand was formed.
Good heavens.
Almost every resident of Deepwater City had joined the City Guard.
We had previously worried whether there would be enough weapons for so many guards.
Later, nobles from nearby nations arrived in Deepwater City with their guards.
They brought a large supply of weapons.
Arming the residents of Deepwater City.
But those damned nobles proposed establishing Deepwater City's Noble Upper Council.
They soon took control of Deepwater City's city hall as well.
To be honest, I hate nobles.
I asked Lord Tric more than once to drive those nobles away.
Unfortunately, none of my requests succeeded.
The nobles gradually took control of Deepwater City's power.
At first, I worried they would suck us dry like parasites.
But I soon discovered that