Astrid observed the unfamiliar city through the window of her carriage.
Judging by the smoothness of the streets, Twin Tower City seemed to be a more advanced city than the Holy City.
The carriage traveled so smoothly she could barely feel a bump.
However, the buildings lining the streets weren't as neat and orderly as those in the Holy City. Their styles weren't even uniform, a mix of architecture from various regions.
This was Twin Tower City's most defining feature. Immigrants from all corners of the world gathered here, bringing their local customs with them.
Along with them came a peculiar form of discrimination.
The "locals" looked down on outsiders.
In theory, of course, Twin Tower City had almost no true locals. After all, just over a hundred years ago, this place was merely a small town with a population of a few hundred.
It had experienced explosive growth in less than two centuries, as if it were cheating.
