Chapter 190: Influence

Chenxi Calendar, Year 9366. Spring.

Bishui Port.

Kael led his horse through the city gate's archway. As the shadows receded from him, the world opened up before his eyes.

A tide of human voices washed over him.

Shops lined both sides of the street in dense rows. The stone-paved road was bustling with people, and the shouts of merchants, the rumbling of carts and horses, and the CLANG of hammers from a blacksmith's forge blended into a deafening clamor.

Kael's gaze swept over his surroundings, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"This city is much more prosperous than before. After the fall of Kresol Dragon City, this place has actually gotten better."

His voice was low and hoarse, like a piece of iron scraped with sandpaper—rough and dry, enough to make one frown instinctively.

Hawke, walking by his side, let out a cold snort.