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Nightfall—
The full moon had already risen high in the sky, a time when the dazzling stars twinkled and filled the entire canopy of heaven.
In the northeastern part of the Cerryti Empire, Thuringian Province.
As night fell, a group of people aboard the Magic Power Rail Train slowly entered the city-state's territory.
"This ancient imperial city-state is called Nesterol. We'll be staying here tonight, and the next train heading south isn't until 10:13 AM tomorrow."
The train stopped at Nesterol Municipal Station, the young lady from the merchant's guild and her companions disembarked, with the male manager at the lead looking at his watch as he spoke.
"You've worked hard."
Hyperion thanked him with a smile.
Pranay was truly a foreign minister from the Old Demon World era, arranging everything neatly and without fail.