The shadows of the old world, the tides of the new era. Light and darkness, chaos and dawn... arise alternately in a world of machinery and witchcraft!
But what does this have to do with me, ...
Then came the neatly organized team.
He had previously handed over the command of all Jagun's teams to Frelia, and the other party never let him down. She directly led people to the west to support and defeated the Borg army.
When the first iron-hoofed bull appeared, the atmosphere among the onlookers reached its climax.
He kept cheering Frelia's name, and even used his own name!
Walking all the way over, Frelia jumped down from the place closest to her.
The elegant and luxurious clothes made her look a little "fat", and she walked towards me with her plump figure and graceful steps.
The people cheered even louder.
And Sean also stepped forward to greet...
"It's not going well on the front line."
"It's not so good. I don't have as much leisure time as you do in the back." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words, but he smiled after a brief complaint.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Sean walked in front holding Frelia's hand, as a way of expressing gratitude to all the people, and also declaring to the outside world that the legitimate Prince and Princess of Jagun are still role models for the entire country.
"What's the situation on the front line after the war?" While waving, Sean was also asking about the situation on the national front line.
"Several cities were severely damaged, and their representatives are also in the team. I guess they want to ask the government for some subsidies."
"This... is a bit troublesome. Dividing things is always the most troublesome." Sean said.
"This is easy. Just ask someone to do it when the time comes!" Frelia began to plan.
"Oh, there's one more thing."
"What?"
"Have you noticed any changes in the way magic is used lately?"
"Yeah, I noticed that."
It seemed Frelia had noticed this as well.