Like so, Landon was doing a couple of 'rounding-up' tasks across Baymard.
Some technologies only used in the Capital by the public will now be able to reach the Baymardians scattered in the other territories.
As a leader, he couldn't very well neglect his people that much.
He also took into account safety and long-term losses too.
All in all, he was pleased with how far they had come.
And while he focused on this, far away in the empire of Deiferus, some people were suddenly going crazy with suspicion.
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Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock.
The large Baymardian clock ticked loudly, hanging high above the wall.
The heavy rains outside caused the air to be gloomy. And the cold seemed to have seeped in, generating the elaborate bedroom chamber.
Moisture, cold winds, the smell of dampness... It all registered in everyone's mind, adding to the already burning pressure within the room.
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