Night had fallen.
Lights came on in every household in Magu Town.
They drove back the darkness.
The town had high walls built to defend against outside enemies, along with various arrow towers.
Of course.
As firearms became widespread.
Few people still used bows and arrows.
More used rifles instead.
Every year, large quantities of guns flowed from the North Continent into the Southern Continent.
These guns, already phased out by the nations of the North Continent, were very popular in the Southern Continent.
Magu Town had long since replaced its soldiers' swords and sabers with rifles.
So the soldiers in its arrow towers no longer carried bows on their backs and swords at their sides.
Just then.
In one of the arrow towers, a soldier glanced at the ground near the high wall.
Then he sat down nearby, cradling his rifle.
Footsteps came from the stairs outside, and another soldier with a long face ducked inside.
"Want a drink?"
The horse-faced soldier furtively took out a bottle of liquor and set it on the ground.
The other soldier quickly picked it up and smiled. "Yev, this couldn't have come at a better time."
"What the hell's been going on these past few days? It isn't even the rainy season yet, but suddenly we've had torrential rain."
"It's freezing at night."
He unscrewed the cap, took a swig, and let out a long sigh. "You saved my life."
Yev chuckled. "Don't drink too much. Be careful the captain doesn't catch you."
"Last time, Old Tucker got caught drinking, and the captain reported him."
"In the end, Old Tucker went to the mayor's house and never came back."
The soldier drinking shuddered and quickly put the bottle down. "You mean Old Tucker was... by the mayor..."
Yev immediately covered his mouth.