1822 Must Never Offend

Like so, everyone quickly got their carryon items and stood by the windows, listening to the announcements from above. 

"Good day ladies and gentlemen. This is your captain speaking, we will be docking in approximately 3 minutes. The weather forecast is cloudy with wind speed of xx, a humidity of 92% and a temperature of -xx degrees Celsius… Please remain in your suits, until further notice… And with that, Welcome to Baymard!"

Here! Here at last! 

Tacholla and everyone else were gathered on the deck, excited with the stunning site before them. 

Mind you, now they were staring face to face with Baymard, not looking through the thin mist. 

Sure, the faraway areas of Baymard still looked misty, but what they saw now was so breathtaking that it almost made Amrous fall into the waters in shock. 

"Is that… is that what they call a truck?" 

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Vrrrrmmmm!!!