In the border area of ​​the Jiarama Empire, a team of thousands of people is slowly marching.

In the middle of the team was a gorgeous carriage pulled by four horses, guarded by silver armored soldiers.

Jierana lifted a corner of the curtain of the carriage and stared at the distant horizon with a somewhat melancholy expression.

On the horizon, dust suddenly rose.

Jierana's eyes were fixed, and soon she saw a golden spot of light emerging from the horizon, running along the slow plain.

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