The streets of Dimitrion, the current chair nation of the Trade Union and the center of commerce, were filled with the lively voices of people.

Arcanta, the empire’s prime minister, stroked his gray beard and put on his glasses. “Hmm, what's delicious in this restaurant, Miss?" he asked.

The clerk at the gelato store flashed a business smile and answered as if it was natural, "The most popular thing in our restaurant is gelato mixed with mint chocolate chips! It's so-called mint chocolate!”

"Huh? Isn’t mint something...