Fort Continent. Qianye had once again returned to Cerulean Wave City from the new world.

Standing on the balcony of the duke’s residence, the city before him felt somewhat unfamiliar.

The city borders and a large stretch of land outside of the gates used to be a poor, filthy area occupied by small huts. Now, the land had been leveled and was covered in buildings of diverse characteristics.

The neatly plotted street blocks made it easy to see the areas belonging to the demonkin, vampires, and werewolves. The latter race occupied several such areas, with the Jade Sea, great corridor, and Storm Territory werewolves exhibiting their preferences. The werewolves from Evernight’s continents shared a different characteristic altogether.

The same was true for humans. At a glance, there were different styles in architecture between people from the Empire, Zheng, and the neutral lands.

Each district was neatly divided into squares, divided by wide roads. By contrast, the old city area where the chiefs and shamans were staying looked more like a poor district.

How could those proud werewolves be willing...