Sometime later, the atmosphere inside the first-floor residence gradually loosened from stiff business discussion into something more casual, although the undercurrent of caution never truly disappeared because every person seated in that room carried either authority, secrets, or ambitions that were quite heavy enough.
At that moment, Phaethon Solaris was in the middle of narrating one of his journeys to the Dragon Empire, the colossal power that existed on the opposite side of the world beyond the Xynnar Continent.
The Dragon Empire truly deserved its terrifying reputation.
It was the strongest empire in the known world.
The largest.
The wealthiest.
A dynasty that ruled 80 million square kilometers of land without any resistance for four thousand years.
Naturally, such a place could fascinate anyone.
Anyone except Kiara.
Because while Phaethon Solaris spoke about culture, military discipline, spirit beasts, and architecture, Kiara's thoughts only circled around one thing.
