They set out from Boreas and headed south.
They traveled beneath the stars and moon, pressing onward day and night.
When Cui Ciyou and Sylphy set foot in the Milbotz Territory,
the scenery around them quietly began to change.
Fittoa's desolation gradually faded away.
In its place were vast, level fields and neatly laid-out farms.
Even the air seemed filled with the fresh scent of wheat and a sense of peace.
After several more days and nights of travel,
a sprawling city finally appeared before them.
"So this is... Saint Grad City, the central city of the Milbotz Territory."
Cui Ciyou reined in his Horned Dragon Horse.
Gazing at the city bathed in sunlight, he spoke softly.
At his words, a hint of complicated emotion flickered in Sylphy's eyes.
Her parents, Rorze and Graz, were in that city.
Compared with Roa City, the fortress city that had once stood in the Fitoia Territory,
the first impression Saint Grad City gave...
was not grandeur, but refinement.
As the human side's most important fortress city during the last war between humans and demons, Roa City
had been designed entirely for war.
Its walls towered into the clouds, its defenses arranged in concentric rings with radiating lines.
Its main roads were wide enough for an entire legion to march abreast.
Every last detail proclaimed its grim strength and imposing might as a military stronghold.
It had once been a paradise for adventurers, filled with martial traditions and untamed souls.
Saint Grad City before them, however, had an entirely different character.
Its walls were built from neatly fitted ceramic tiles.
Though sturdy, they were nowhere near as tall or intimidating as those of Roa City.
Even its gates seemed somewhat small and delicate.
They appeared to place greater emphasis on artistic carvings
than on