"Oh... look, Dad, Mom, it's so big!"
The sweet, excited voice of a little boy echoed down the street.
His tiny finger pointed at the imposing barracks and the luxurious mansion that loomed on the horizon.
His parents, Aerick and his beautiful wife, froze in the same instant, unable to believe their eyes.
Stone streets. Perfectly constructed sidewalks, adorned with trees, benches, and even a streetlight system.
And it wasn't just that.
The imposing barracks stood too large to have been built by human hands in such a short time, and the mansion, smaller in size, carried an incomparable luxury.
All of it was wrapped in a mana density at least double that of Windmere.
'You'll understand when you arrive in Goldenveil.' Aerick mentally repeated Ethan's words.
Yes, now he understood why Ethan had decided to integrate his people into Goldenveil rather than take them as vassals.
