------Two weeks ago.
Outside the walls of Iskar City, extending from the northern gate of the city, a line of vehicles, pedestrians, and visitors from different cities and races, were waiting for their turn to reach the gate, for various reasons and motives, the goal of all the people standing in the line was to visit the Iskar city, which It has become a cultural, commercial and even touristic destination for many people.
Amidst the crowd of people in the line was a group of six people wearing long gowns, trying hard to avoid people's gazes.
"This is unexpected, the line is too long." Suddenly, a character said in a deep surprised voice, looking at the line that extended as far as the eye could see.
"Yes, leader. It seems that the rumors about Iskar City had been developed recently are true." Among the group members, a female voice answered.
"Yes, even from the whispers of people, it looks like each one has a purpose for visiting, as it seems that some are interested in the city's beaches, which seem to have become a tourist destination for many lately, and others are interested in the food goods that seem to have become abundant in the city recently, at this pace the city will be full of tourists" One of the men in the group, who had developed senses, said in a low voice.
"This will be a little annoying for us," said the group leader in an annoyed voice, still looking at the front of the long line.
After two hours of waiting, the group finally made it to the checkpoint in front of the gate.
"What is your goal in visiting Iskar City?" With a serious expression and a piercing look, the chief of the guards asked as he looked at the leader who was at the front of the group.
"Tourism," the group leader replied in a calm voice.
After doing a thorough inspection of group members and following other formalities. The group members eventually managed to take permission to enter the city.
"This booklet contains the laws of Iskar City. Please respect these laws during your visit here," said the guard leader as he extended a small booklet to the hand of the group leader.
The squad leader, who removed the hoodie that was covering his head, revealing his handsome face and shiny gray hair, looked at the book with a surprised expression. The man extended his hand to take the book while thinking (Do they give this to all visitors?).
"We don't give these to everyone who enters Iskar City, I hope you understand that violators of any of these laws will not be treated lightly," the guard commander said in a serious voice.
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"Well, that was annoying," one of the girls in the group who had short orange hair said with an annoyed expression after passing through the gate.
"It seems they did not forget to renew the infrastructure as well," said a muscular man with a thick beard, looking at the elegant buildings and pristine streets that the group members found in front of them as soon as they entered the city.
"What is this.." A short man with red hair and blue eyes said, pointing to what looked like a shop with a lot of customers and a long line in front of it. Over the door of the shop was written in one sentence, "Currency exchange."
"Don't tell me that the rumors that the city does not accept gold coins in its transactions were true."
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----Parada Palace.
---- background training field.
Standing amid an open space, Elisa stands with a calm face, wearing a light black metal armor covered with many different runic symbols and holding a long sword also equipped with numerous runic writings.
Looking at the puppet made of black stone that was several meters away from her, Elisa raised her sword in an attacking stance, suddenly the runic inscriptions adorning the blade of the sword began to shine and pump pure white energy into the edge of the sword. After the end of this process, Elisa went down at a high speed.
*energy crescent*
A crescent of concentrated energy charged toward the stone puppet at a high speed
Bang!!
Under the influence of the crescent of energy colliding with it, the stone puppet turned into a pile of rubble flying everywhere under the influence of the collision wave caused by the attack.
Fray, who was standing by the training ground, accompanied by Montaser, watched this scene. After seeing the end of the attack, he said, "Elisa, is it good enough?"
"Yes, the sword is balanced and the energy flow in the runes is smooth and fast. Compared to the energy I pumped into it, the attack power was very strong," Elisa said.
(Actually, he still has room to evolve, but I don't have time anymore. Well, I guess I'll be satisfied with that.) As he puts his hand on his chin, Fray thought deeply, before saying again, "Alright, Elisa, try the armor now."
In short, Fray was now, with the help of Elisa, experimenting with the equipment he had recently developed in preparation for the mission of cleaning the dungeon, as this upcoming mission will require a lot of manpower and to reduce the losses that will result from this fight as much as possible, and to make the Parada family soldiers more powerful and useful in the battle Fray developed these weapons
------A couple of hours later.
"Sir, they're great their power is close to even that of the rare weapons. They would be a powerful addition to the Parada knights." Still wearing the same black metal armor, Elisa said as she stood next to Fray on the side of the training yard.
"Yes, but it takes more time to produce them than I expected. With me alone being able to make them, I'm not able to produce a lot," his hand resting on his chin deep in thought, said Fray. "If my calculations are correct, at most I will be able to make forty sets of this equipment, so we must reduce the number of the attack team members that you're assembling, and focus on gathering only the forty strongest fighters in the family."
"Alright, sir," Elisa replied in a respectful voice.
Thus, after Fray and Elisa spent hours experimenting with the equipment, and feeling satisfied with the quality of the weapons, Fray returned to the chemistry room, as he still had a lot of innovations that he had to complete before the time of the attack.
