Dylas Port lay at the westernmost edge of the Yar Continent, on the tip of a strip of land extending into the Mist Sea, at the border between the Mist Sea and Requiem Strait, and at the end of the Mithril trade route.
If Itelkan, the City of Gold, was the trade capital of the entire Itel Federation, then Dylas Port was the trade king of the Federation's underworld.
Because this place housed the largest Black Market in the entire Kingdom Federation—the Faceless Assembly.
Rare slaves, prohibited cultivation resources and alchemical materials, the souls of Professionals of every rank, high-tier equipment and Magic Curios of unknown origin...
No one asked where the goods came from, no matter whether they had once been drenched in blood. Those who came here were simply buyers and sellers.
Though located within the Silver Valley Kingdom, Dylas Port had in fact remained semi-autonomous year-round.
Aside from paying a portion of its taxes to the kingdom every year, the kingdom's will could not reach this place at all... By the time Anvis and Chom arrived in Dylas, it was already evening.
The setting sun was shrouded by crimson-purple clouds, giving the sky a somewhat gloomy gray-blue hue. Enormous silver and purple crescents hung high on either side of the heavens, like two jewels set against a velvet curtain.
The wondrous, multicolored twilight cast a hazy, dreamlike tint over the vast clusters of gray-white basalt buildings in the city, lending them an exotic air.
Brand-new Construct Streetlamps stood along both sides of the stone roads, their bright, pure white cold light driving away the darkness and illuminating the bustling evening streets.
As constructs developed, Construct Streetlamps, far cheaper than Magic Crystal Lamps, had gradually become widespread throughout the Federation's major kingdoms.
Walking through the streets of this