Ten Years Later—Year 765 Since the Founding
Northern Region of Nihari—
Whoosh Zara landed atop a vast stretch of solid, perfectly leveled ground that appeared to have been constructed from an alloy of extraordinarily high-strength metals, then, without wasting even a moment standing there, she began making her way forward with quick, distinctly masculine strides, her brows slightly furrowed as she moved directly toward her destination.
Her short blond hair and stunning white-and-green robe naturally drew the eye wherever she passed. In an area almost entirely filled with workers, engineers, and people practicing all manner of demanding and rough professions, nearly everyone instinctively cast a quick glance toward His Majesty's only daughter when she passed nearby, only to hurriedly lower their gazes and return to whatever work was in their hands, afraid that someone might notice them stealing glances at her instead of concentrating on their duties.
