Chapter 1911 New Home

Chapter 1911 New Home

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Ring~

The phone went off, drawing the thoughts of the lone lady from her stupor. [My lady, we will be coming up to take your hand luggage soon.]

Yaya was a little quieter than usual, but everyone understood why. When coming to unfamiliar territory, how else should one be if not a little cautious? However, they knew that soon, her worries would fade when she saw and lived in their great empire. What other place is there in the world like Baymard? Tsk. Even they couldn't wait to touch Baymardian soil, feeling that no place was as good as home. The one-eyed Lieutenant Larksting had a broad grin on his lips when staring out the window. (^∆°)

Baymard... Baymard... it was good to be back!!

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Two hours later, Yaya had finally finished checking out of the Coastal Port, officially crossing into Baymardian soil. She stared at the temporary Identity document with her mouth pinched shut. Incredible! Just how are they able to finish paperwork so fast and so neatly so many people in a split second? Could it be that they have developed a secret writing method that increases speed too? Yaya, who had no concept of a printer, was no bounty dumbfounded with the speed at which things were handled. 'Oops... I must keep the document away in my Fanny pack, lest I lose it. Just look at how convenient this thing is?' Stepping into the Coastal Port, Yaya was like a kid shopping for Christmas presents. She saw all sorts of clothing stores, food stalls, and fun activities. If not that she was finished with her business, she would have loved to explore this massive glass palace they called the Coastal Port. But little did Yaya know that this was just the tip of the iceberg for what was awaiting her. "My Lady, we have to go." Yaya thinned her lips and nodded heavily while leaving the port and hopping onto the military vehicle waiting to take her, Mitchen and several others to the palace. Towering structures that touched the skies, carriages (cars/trains/buses) that screamed luxury, roads beautiful one can eat on... you name it. Yaya had her mouth opened through the entire journey. Seeing the many smiles on the faces of the passersby going about their everyday lives, Yaya could tell they were pleased with the monarch who ruled over them. The streets were clean, their clothes were without patches, and their chests were raised high in pride. Seeing this, she knew her son, Rankin, who gives by the name little Ren, must be well too. Seeing all this, Yaya leaned back into her seat with a warm smile on her lips. However, she wasn't the only important arriveé at Baymard's grand Coastal Port. Back at the port, a stunning middle aged woman arrived with 12 ladies beside her. Her pose was excellent and her face gave everyone who saw her a familiar feeling. 'How strange... Where have I seen her before?' (?~?)