After seeing the Dawn City, which was nothing like he had imagined, the young Half-Elf Clayson felt a huge shock.
In his memory, the castles of Vampires were always in dark caves, grim and bloody, but now it seemed that if this city could be described as dark and bloody, then there would be no Good Camp in this world.
This unbelievable city housed every race, and they all lived together in harmony.
By the Half-body God above, this was the most absurd thing he had ever seen in his life.
Vampires were chatting with humans, goblins were betting with Dwarfs, a One-eyed Giant let a child ride on his shoulder, Beastman were laughing as they watched the surrounding crowd...
How had these races blended together?
Wouldn't they feel danger from each other?
Wouldn't they fight each other?
This scene, filled with Magic, was something even the wandering poets' absurd legends had never mentioned.
Unfortunately, Clayson's many questions clearly went unanswered.
