After traveling along the Rick River for five days, the group gradually approached the Imperial Capital, Brunswick.
By this time, it was already the end of November, and the weather had become very cold. The water level of the Rick River began to decrease, and the further upstream one traveled, the murkier the water became. The river was always filled with countless merchant ships, ferries, and fishing boats. This river was the Empire's lifeline, connecting half of the Empire's river transport, helping its people transport goods and catch fish and shrimp.
Observing the murky and foul-smelling water, along with the garbage washed up along the riverbank, Tygris frowned as he rode a Pure-blooded Elf Warhorse alongside the Emperor of the Empire. Behind them, the High Elf Army and the Imperial Army followed, many high elves unable to conceal their disdain upon witnessing the chaos and filth within the human territories.
