After getting rid of the mud covering his face, Julius observed the town's houses.
If he had expected the outside world to be technologically advanced, with flying devices powered by mana, powerful artifacts lightening every corner, or straight streets organised cleverly to ease movement, the least he could say was that reality disappointed him.
No different from his birth village, old thatch, brown from the passing of years, served as roofs. Though the buildings weren't nearly as decrepit, they still were a far cry from Alkemia Al-Nur's luxurious villas, much less the beast empire's grand capital.
'Well, it's just a town, after all. Perhaps the center will look better...'
Once his companions cleaned themselves, they strolled down the main street.
