The broad dragon wings spread out, stirring up dust as its fifteen-meter-long body slowly landed.

Once everyone on its back had descended to the ground, the massive pale dragon transformed into a white-haired girl wearing knight attire, amidst a faint glow.

Having regained her strength, she had to wear women's clothing, which was quite frustrating.

If it were just Aya and Tiran coming to the Kingdom of Sains, it wouldn't matter if they wore men's clothing. However, the female captain and the knights by the king's side were also present. If they appeared as men, Granzon's concern would not be about his daughter becoming a princess, but rather about how to deal with a cross-dressing man trying to take his daughter away.

"Miss Aya... So you were a dragon all along?"

If Tiran's impression was previously limited to her reputation as the "new generation genius" and "Silver War Maiden," now Shuma and his undercover knights practically worshipped the princess.

Joking aside, even in the stories of bards, it was only those powerful enough to ascend to the heavens who could tame proud creatures like dragons.

Of course, this might also have something to do with a certain dragon lacking any pride as a dragon.

"That's right, and don't spread it around." Tiran raised a finger to her lips.

"Yes!" There was no need to worry about this. Even among the undercover knights, their discipline was top-notch. They were absolutely capable of keeping secrets.

The journey from Milanía to the Kingdom of Sains was not far. Even by carriage, it should have taken about three days. Compared to the detour they took to the capital, it was much faster.

But Tiran still found it slow. She even rejected Shuma's suggestion to abandon the carriage and ride fast horses. Instead, she had Aya transform back into a dragon and carry a group of over ten people to fly at the fastest speed. In just a few hours, they arrived at the border between Milanía and the Kingdom of Sains.

After obtaining over ten good horses and a heavy carriage from the border camp, the diplomatic envoy officially entered Sains' territory.

As for why they didn't fly directly to the capital of Sains... One reason was that if a sudden dragon entered the country and headed straight for the capital, it might be shot down by their anti-aircraft firepower. The second reason was that it was simply unnecessary.

Just over ten minutes after crossing the border, the city standing in the Steel Forest came into view.

The capital of Sains, Sorcery City, was a research-oriented city that relied entirely on magical technology. It was said that thirty percent of its population consisted of researchers from different realms.

The carriage traveled along the road specially cleared by Sains' authorities, guarded by knights on both sides. At the front were two guides riding magical motorcycles side by side.

"To think there are actually self-propelled machines that don't require horses... I've only heard about them before." Delua, who was sitting in the carriage with Tiran and Aya, looked through the window at the motorcycles leading the way, her eyes gleaming behind her glasses.

Aya also looked outside with great curiosity. The capital of Sains was unlike any city she had seen during her travels on the continent. There were buildings that were ten or even dozens of stories high everywhere. Unlike the giant trees in the Elf capital, Alda, the buildings here, and even the entire city, were filled with a metallic texture.

"It feels so familiar..." Tiran muttered softly. She didn't have much of a reaction to the magical motorcycles, but when she saw those tall buildings, a hint of nostalgia appeared in her eyes.

It was very similar, almost identical to the concrete and steel city she lived in before coming to this world. It was somewhat ironic that she used to find living in such a city with its monotonous routine boring, but now that she had completely left it behind, she unexpectedly missed the life of going back and forth between school and home, spending holidays in an air-conditioned room watching anime, playing games, and reading novels.

The guide in front suddenly directed the carriage and knights to turn right onto an upward sloping passage. After traveling for dozens of meters, the guide on the motorcycle slowly stopped.

Shuma raised her right hand and clenched her fist in the air. The guards and knights driving the carriage all stopped at the same time.

Getting off the carriage and seeing what was in front of her, even Tiran couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

It was actually...a platform? Yes, it was definitely a platform. In the center was a track extending into the distance, and in front of them was a small train parked - except that the locomotive used Magic power.

"Welcome, esteemed Silver War Maiden."

In front of the only VIP carriage pulled by the locomotive, a young man wearing a white coat and neatly combed short hair gently shook a white cloth on a small table beside him. Then, he placed a vase with flowers and two glasses on the table, and finally took out a bottle of aged wine from a wooden box behind him.

How should I put it...such a simple welcome ceremony, besides this young man in front of them, there wasn't even a single person to be seen. Is this really how they welcome a princess from another country?

Just as Shuma was about to speak out in reprimand, she was stopped by Tiran, who gently shook her head. She didn't actually dislike this simple welcome ceremony - in fact, a grand ceremony would make the princess feel uncomfortable.

"Tiran Elysian."

Tiran walked forward and lifted the glass on the table, tilting her head back and finishing the shallow liquid inside.

"I've heard that Your Highness is beautiful, and it seems to be true. My name is Kip."

The man's expression froze for a moment when he saw Tiran's bold gesture, and he simply didn't pour another glass of wine. Instead, he directly invited the envoy group onto the train.

The guard knights quietly entered the rear compartment, and Aya followed Tiran to the front scenic carriage under Kip's guidance.

After a whistle, the train started and quickly reached a high speed thanks to the magical power, but the carriage remained stable.

"A high-speed train from another world..." Tiran turned her head and looked out the window at the rapidly retreating buildings.

The train ran on a track suspended nearly ten meters above the ground, just like the high-speed trains or light rails on Earth, completely different from the style of the otherworld. Moreover, she could clearly see that there were many tracks similar to the one they were on in the distance, except that the trains running on them were longer and had a simpler design.

It was too brutal. While most countries were still using carriages and horses as their main means of transportation, Sians had already started building high-speed trains. They were really aiming for the sky!

"Your Highness? Your Highness?"

Kip noticed that Tiran was lost in thought as she looked out the window, so he couldn't help but greet her, "Is Your Highness curious about Sorcery City?"

"Kind of." Tiran vaguely replied, rather than being curious, it was more like it stirred up her longing for her hometown.

"If there's anything you want to know, just ask me. I'll answer whatever I can." Kip smiled and patted his chest.

"Well...if I have a question," Tiran pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Is this magical train the main transportation method in the entire city?"

"Kind of. The tracks connect most of the main roads, but some remote areas still require motorcycles or carriages to reach." Kip didn't expect Tiran to ask such a question.

"Does supplying such large magical machinery require a lot of magical energy? Has Sians reached that level of technology?" If that was the case, it would be terrifying. If they could create devices with enough magical reserves to support the operation of trains, combined with the technology of magical machinery...who knows, this country might even be able to build tanks.

Just imagine that scene...two armies facing each other, one side being a first-class power with tens of thousands of elite cavalry charging, and the other side directly bringing out dozens of magical tanks, shouting "Hurrah!" while continuously firing and pushing forward, an unstoppable tide of steel...could that battle still be fought? Tanks against cavalry was clearly a war between two different dimensions! It feels like pushing the entire continent with tanks would be no problem at all!

Kip was taken aback, but he awkwardly scratched the back of his head and smiled, "Well, um, although it sounds like there's nothing we can't do in this world...so far, the largest magical energy storage device we've developed can only provide power for motorcycles. Magical trains are still a bit far off, but the only thing we lack is the Yuan problem."

"Can't it be done?"

"For now... The reason why the magic train can operate is because Sorcery City was built on top of an ancient giant relic. At the bottom of the relic, there is a possibly the largest magic gathering array in history, which can provide us with almost endless Yuan energy. That's why a large number of research institutes are able to operate. The train we are currently riding is powered by the magic conducted through the tracks."

"So, where are we going now?"

"To see the Chief of the Research Department, sir." Chip worried that Tiran wouldn't understand and quickly explained, "Our system is a bit different from ordinary countries. We don't have a king. Daily affairs are handled by the administrative departments, and major decisions are made through consultation among the heads of several departments. However, due to the importance we place on magic technology, the Chief of the Research Department's position in Sains is basically equivalent to that of a king."

What a bizarre country this is...

At this moment, the track abruptly bent downwards, and the train they were on plunged into the tunnel beneath the ground, darkness engulfing them from all sides.