After the Deed Was Done, He Brushed Off His Sleeves and Left

July 17, Sea Circle Calendar 1500, Mary Geoise.

"Please proceed in an orderly manner. Do not cut in line, and there is no need to rush. There is plenty of room..."

"There are still three hours until the public execution. During this time, you may visit the various areas under the guidance of staff..."

"If you accidentally lose an item or become separated from family or friends, please report it at the service hall on the right. Staff will assist you..."

Beneath the broadcasts playing over and over in rotation was a sea of people stretching beyond sight. No one knew how many had come to watch the public execution; it was as though people from all over the world had poured in.

On the Heaven-Ascending Steps to the north, broad enough for a hundred horses to ride abreast, a constant stream of people was still arriving via bubble cable cars. The unending crowd packed the wide steps shoulder to shoulder as they climbed upward.

Beyond the gates, aside from the magnificent and captivating architecture, there was still an endless ocean of people. The diverse visitors had been divided into groups, each led by a young, beautiful woman with small wings on her back and a megaphone in hand, directing the flow of people in all directions.

Mary Geoise, once the sacred land of the Celestial Dragons, had never been this lively—or rather, this orderly amid the chaos... The only place visitors were forbidden from approaching was the central district.

The ruins of Pangaea Castle had been replaced by a magnificent new structure rising from the ground, all in just ten days.

From the front, the circular castle did not look particularly novel. Instead, it bore many traces left by time: ancient towers, intricate patterns, spotless bluestone stairs, and more.