Beatrice was somewhat surprised. She lowered her head to look at the prosperous city below, unable to connect it with the refugees Gaia had described.
"I practically watched Blood Port rise from the ground. I've come here many times, and every time, I saw a different Blood Port. Sometimes, I could barely even recognize it."
With that, she turned to Zoe beside her.
"You can ask Zoe. She followed Blood Port's entire reconstruction from beginning to end. When we first came here, Blood Port was nothing but ruins.
"And now, even looking at it from this far away, you can feel its grandeur."
Beatrice was at a loss for words.
She was a noble young lady. She had never experienced famine, nor had she ever built a city with her own hands.
She lived in Rhine, a place known as the Miracle City. Yet she could not feel its miracles; she had been trapped there.
But today, she felt a miracle. Blood Port was clearly just an obscure little city, yet as she listened to Gaia, the stirrings in her heart simply would not settle.
She wanted to see this city with her own eyes.
Not from afar aboard an airship. She wanted to set foot inside, stroll through its streets, talk to its people, feed the cats in its alleys, and chat with the seagulls about life and dreams.
She could think of nothing more. Like a canary locked in a cage, all she could imagine was that little patch of sky she had seen in books.
"Can I come here and take a look?"
Gaia and Zoe exchanged glances, then sighed helplessly.
"Well... not for now, at least. You need to go to Castel for treatment."
Beatrice's body was on the verge of collapse. It was not as