"Achoo!"
Merlin suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and looked outside suspiciously.
"Someone's talking about me," he muttered softly.
"Talking about you?" Luna blinked curiously. "Why are you so sure? Doesn't anyone know you in this world?"
Her words were reasonable, and Merlin had no argument to refute them.
"Forget it," he said, waving his right hand. "By the way, do you remember the capital of the Kingdom of Avernia?"
"The capital of the Kingdom of Avernia?" Luna rolled her eyes. "Isn't it obvious? It's the city of Dralmor."
Upon hearing this, Merlin looked slightly surprised.
"The city of Dralmor, you say? Are you sure? Isn't the city of Caldris the capital?"
In the historical records he had read, the city of Caldris was listed as the capital of the Kingdom of Avernia.
However, after the collapse of the kingdom, it had been downgraded to an ordinary city and became one of the two important cities in the western region along with Dralmor.
