On the railway, the pitch-black train quietly stood by the desolate platform, waiting for the giant python prey.
This was a station sign built in the suburbs; in the past, there was a small town that thrived due to mineral veins corresponding to this station sign. However, as the veins depleted, the town gradually fell into decline.
This station sign was also on the verge of abandonment.
In the past thirty years, not a single train had stopped at this platform.
But today, the platform welcomed its most distinguished guest since its establishment—a special train for the Red Cardinal.
"Milord, all is well; the rebel Victor has been captured."
Inside the train, Tai'er sat in a carriage at the center of the train, quietly listening to the report from the front lines of the battlefield.
"Good, bring him over. Additionally, what is the extent of your personnel losses? How many severely wounded need treatment?"
