Things were progressing really smoothly.
Trying his best to peer into his memories as much as he could remember, this was most likely the best progression thus far.
At least, if things really did indeed go well.
He had equipped this continent with the necessary tools and weapons.
If the technicians could learn from the blackmarket's artifacts and gadgets, then it would all work in his favor.
However, there was still so much more to do.
But regardless of that, today, Brandon could take a break.
Because today was none other than Christmas Eve.
December 24, 2149.
Snowflakes drifted softly from the sky as Brandon walked with Amelia and Aurelia through the bustling streets.
"Are we really going to the carnival~?"
Aurelia asked, her eyes sparkling
Amelia smiled down at her.
"Yep, and we're going to have so much fun. Games, rides, and the big Christmas tree lighting tonight!"
"Yay~!"