When Chris saw those two Dukes looking at his beautiful car, impressed, he stopped momentarily, thinking of a possibility.
'These people didn't come here for the Ritter Motor Company cars, did they?' His eyes narrowed.
"Chris, is that what's called a car? The so-called independent animal-powered carriage?" One of the two Transcendents asked as he walked toward the Duke of Linn Province's pick-up.
He and his group had arrived in Peters City a few minutes ago. But so far, they had not seen any cars running in that city since it was very early.
The sun had just risen over the local horizon, and only a few individuals were on the streets, none of them car owners.
Even the few cars circulating in Peters City now were on the city's inner streets, away from the busy avenues where carriages from outside usually pass.
The minibusses of the local transport company were inside the central station at the time of these people's arrival. So Chris's car was the first one they had seen!