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Chapter 135 of 224

Chapter 135

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San and Biyeon were enjoying their evening walk.

They had nothing to do as everything had been taken care of by the palace’s butlers… At least both of them had arrived at the heart of the empire that dominated this world, and so, there were many things they were curious about.

The antique buildings, gardens that were filled with flowerbeds, and the artificial lakes harmonize with one another, exuding the vibes of an ancient palace. The imperial palace was really huge. The entire layout of the palace was square-shaped; it spanned approximately ten kilometers from one end to the other, requiring more than two hours on foot.

It was divided into three areas - the outer palace, the inner palace, as well as the deeper inner palace, where the emperor and his family resided. The royal family’s collateral relatives, maternal relatives and vassals resided in the outer palace; all of the empire’s government offices that dealt with politics and public administration were located in the inner palace. In the deeper inner palace, which was also known as the actual imperial palace, spanned approximately one kilometer across all sides. It was similar to the Forbidden City in China.

The fallen leaves were being swept by the wind on the stone floor. The two of them were enjoying a late night stroll. Biyeon folded her arms and tilted her head to the side, leaning against San’s shoulder. This was a typical posture commonly seen amongst couples on earth in the 21st century. Needless to say, it was considered unusual where they were currently at, not that it mattered…

“It’s huge.”

“It’s wide.”

“It’s beautiful…”

“It’s warm.”

“I guess I was expecting too much.”

Those were their honest feelings upon looking at the most magnificent city. Once again, both of them had realized how busy their lives were in such a vibrant world. That must be the imperial palace in a fairytale of their dreams, so why did it look so small and simple in their eyes? The ideas they had of a fairytale were being shattered.

San looked around and blinked. Biyeon touched the bridge of her nose. What went wrong? Was it the people from this place? Or were they the problem? Why was the fantasy of the imperial palace shattered? Where did the dream end?

Both of them stopped talking. They were immersed in their thoughts.

Suddenly, Biyeon muttered, “It’s boring…?”

In their minds, images that were long forgotten suddenly played rapidly like still shots of a movie. A forest of high-rise buildings and flashy large displays; their world in which everything went by so fast that it hurt their eyes. Every second, every minute, every hour, the massive processed images shown by computer graphics…

Without a doubt, there were a lot of things to see in the world they lived in and it was very fun. Perhaps the system itself was a society that always had to compete in search of greater excitement.