Banderra City, a magnificent metropolis where history danced with grandeur, was surrounded by frozen earth and snow-covered mountains.
Whether morning or afternoon, only the sparse light of the snowy region shone down, draping the cold, hard dark-gray stone in a faint silver-white sheen. Every rugged edge and scratch bore the marks of time, and the story of the holy war that had continued to this day seemed to awaken and begin whispering in the wind.
"..."
Lanchi and Sid heard the drums and orchestral battle hymns around them growing clearer as they passed through layer after layer of Banderra City's barriers.
The city gates were under tight guard. After verifying Lanchi and Sid's identities, the silent Imperial officers still allowed them to enter Banderra City.
When the two of them walked out of the suspended corridor at the city gates,
they stepped onto the upper level of the city-state.
The Military Guards and officers behind them still seemed to be staring fixedly at them.
"Is there something strange about these Imperial soldiers?"
Lanchi gazed toward the towering distant spires of Banderra City and asked Sid softly.
The city-state's appearance was heavily influenced by ancient Helrom architecture. Lofty pointed roofs, exquisite stained-glass windows, and intricate stone carvings were everywhere. The walls were solid and massive, with a tower or watchtower every so often.
The streets were broad and winding, while the buildings on either side were all built very tall, as though competing for the limited sunlight.
"No."
Sid's voice and expression were flat.
Even so, she had indeed sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere of this city-state.
The two of them walked along the road for quite some time, yet they still had not seen any residents.
However, they were currently in the city-state's upper level, where the