The two great empires had jointly issued warrants for his arrest. To be honest, Dole was very unhappy about it.
Just then, he glanced westward and frowned slightly. Then he turned around and said, "This avatar will remain in the imperial capital. Tell it whatever you need at any time. I have something to deal with, so I need to go back."
George hurriedly nodded. There was nothing going on anyway.
Dole had reached the ninth level and was still so easy to talk to. That was truly rare.
Elreya deserved much of the credit. He had to find a way to make those little ones from Dole's family into nobles, binding Dole firmly to his own chariot.
Albis Mountain was bustling everywhere. Though it was already winter, crowds constantly streamed in and out through the city gates. Many merchant caravans were willing to spend the winter here, because jobs were easy to find.
With the establishment of mining companies and mineral companies, along with various other measures to encourage population growth, half a year had passed and the city's population had doubled again. The city, which had once looked somewhat empty, was now beginning to feel filled out.
As winter arrived, the city's population grew even larger. On good days, several major intersections on Doran Street even became somewhat congested.
Within Albis Mountain, amidst a massive storm, Dole floated in the air. Lightning around his body intertwined with the lightning in the surrounding atmosphere, while countless thunder snakes seemed to coil in every direction.
A month had passed. The Tree of Life and the Flame Parasol Tree had already departed, leaving only Dole behind.
Elreya was about to give birth, so his true body had returned as well. Only the Silicon-Based Avatar remained here.
Over the past month,