The golden palace is like a garden, with green plants and flowers everywhere. Walking along the gorgeously decorated corridors, you can see guards wearing red or green uniforms.
Their tall and straight postures, exquisite clothes, and elegant movements all show that they are of good origin. And these guards are indeed from the upper-class nobles of the empire. Guarding the palace is an extremely honorable position among the nobles.
Not only must one have at least Sequence 4 strength, but one must also pass various assessments on culture, poetry, history, etiquette, bloodline, etc. And wearing the gold-leaf rose badge is proof of being the best among peers.
These guards are often accompanied by the royal family. They are not only the guards of the emperor, princes and princesses, but also their adjutants, assistants, poets, recorders, ceremonial officers, etc. The power is centered on the emperor. Through these noble and outstanding people,
Nobility radiates outward.
They are the barriers and swords of the empire, assisting the supreme emperor in ruling this huge country.
Passing through the long corridor, a messenger hurriedly walked along, followed by two guards in red who were escorting and monitoring him.
Finally, they came to a quiet palace. Two guards in golden armor were guarding the gate. The abyss-like aura was so frightening that they couldn't help but stop.
A red-clothed guard behind him stepped forward and reported his request for an audience. The guard raised his hand, indicating that he would wait for now.
I don't know what method they used to notify the people inside the palace. After a long time, the palace door slowly opened a gap, allowing the messenger to walk in, while the two guards in red stayed outside the door.
The envoy, dressed in white clothes with gold trim, walked cautiously across the grounds of the palace, not daring to raise his head to peek. Under the guidance of a maid, he came to a sunny courtyard.
There seemed to be a figure sitting on a bench in the courtyard, with his back to him, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
After seeing this supreme figure, the envoy breathed a sigh of relief, carefully took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to the attendant on the side, and asked him to present it.
After opening the envelope and flipping through the letter, the attendant in gold-rimmed red clothes carefully read it several times before carefully leaning over to the figure's ear and whispering the news in the letter.
"knew."
The blurry figure in the sun gave a simple reply, then raised his hand slightly, and the others bowed their heads and retreated. The envoy also left the palace under the leadership of the waiters.
Click——
With a slight rotation, the door of the quiet palace closed again. The messenger breathed in the cool and fragrant air in the palace, then slowly relaxed, and then asked in a low voice the waiter beside him in gold-rimmed red clothes.
"Your Majesty means that you don't need to interfere in this matter, just let him go."
After speaking, the waiter stopped explaining and returned to the palace.
Seeing the figure disappearing at the palace gate, the envoy opened his mouth to speak, but finally closed his mouth, lowered his head and left quickly.
After leaving the splendid palace and returning to a high-rise building in the imperial capital, the envoy went in and stayed for a stick of incense before walking out, and then rode a horse directly to the outside of the city along the road reserved for nobles.
Here, a red dragon several stories high has been waiting for a long time.
As the envoy turned over and dismounted, the giant red dragon also leaned down, revealing the dragon saddle on the back of its neck. The afternoon sun shone on the dragon's scales, reflecting a color as magnificent as ruby.
After getting on the back of the dragon, the dragon roared, flapped its wings, carried a gust of wind pressure, and then rose into the sky and flew towards the southern provinces of the empire.
Breaking through the clouds and the sky, the giant dragon in the sky showed agility and agility that was incompatible with its appearance. In just half a day, it crossed several provinces and arrived at the Chixin Province on the south side of the mainland. This is the seat of the Paskar family and also
The capital of the southern provinces.
By the time the Red Dragon landed, it was already late at night, but the lights in the Duke's Mansion were still brightly lit. This was not intentional tonight, but it was the same for more than 300 days a year. The Duke of Red Dragon, who had a kingdom thousands of miles away, had endless things to spend.
The wealth does not care about this small consumption.
After passing through layers of guarded checkpoints, the envoy finally arrived outside a study. After a brief report by the housekeeper, the envoy finally walked in and saw the man standing in front of the window.
The short black hair is neatly combed, mixed with strands of red silk, giving it a different kind of power. This man in his prime, who is only over 50 years old, is the current Duke of the Red Dragon, the ninth generation of Bass.
The head of the Ka family, Leodo.
A long dragon scale sword hung on his waist, tightly attached to his waist. When the envoy entered the room, he turned around and looked at him.
"Your Majesty, Duke, I have already reported to Your Majesty the news in Xuehua Seven Kingdoms, but..."
"But His Majesty in the Imperial Capital is not interested in this, right?" This man seemed to have expected it and said it in advance.
"Yes, sir." The messenger lowered his head in shame.
"It's nothing, I have been mentally prepared for this." The man sat behind the desk nearby and picked up the recently reported news on the table.
The long letter described in detail the current actions of Frost Rose on the border of Crancia, the interference of the Southern Islands, and the civil strife in Black Rock and the Sanctuary.
"The opportunity to unify the continent has gradually arrived. Why is His Majesty not moved at all, not even willing to mobilize a single soldier?" The envoy looked at the Duke with some confusion.
"Bude, if you are not in His Majesty's position, it may be difficult for you to understand his mood and thoughts."
"Actually, it's only now that I'm slowly realizing that person's thoughts."
"For them, no matter how huge the land and wealth are, they no longer have much meaning, and balancing domestic interests is already a rare thing. If they start a war rashly, I am afraid that the stability they have maintained before will be broken. Your Majesty is also old.
The eldest prince is currently in his 60s, and the youngest son is only 10 years old. They are tired of these entangled interests."
"The most important thing now is to firmly pass the throne to the next generation. As for the Seven Snow Flower Kingdoms, it will be left to future generations to think about and conquer."
"For this reason, they specially summoned the head of the Landsworth family, and with the elf queen's persuasion, the duke who loved his daughter finally agreed to marry the crown prince."
"At the same time, they contacted the Griffin Grand Duke Salius' family to arrange a marriage for another crown prince. This way, the twin princes who marry the daughters of the two dukes can steadily survive the period of emptiness of power."
"I have to say that the advantage of the dual monarchy system is that they can marry wives from two families for the throne at the same time, and they are independent of each other and better balanced. At the same time, as long as one of the two emperors is wise, it can ensure that the country will not
Something went terribly wrong.”
"They remind each other, reflect and restrict each other, so that this huge empire can ensure that under the absolute imperial power, everyone inside and outside is their own family."
After hearing these words, the messenger gradually calmed down, but in the end he still asked again unwillingly.
"Then when will our Paskar family be able to conquer the Seven Kingdoms and wash away our shame?"
"Nephew Bude, you are tired today, go back and rest." The Red Dragon Duke waved his hand.
After watching the young messenger leave under the window, the Red Dragon Duke slowly sighed.
"You are still too young and energetic, these juniors..."
A pair of plump hands surrounded him from behind, and then a mature female voice whispered in his ear.
"Isn't that what you 'Red Dragons' are all like? I still remember that when you were young, you challenged my brother to a duel. If I hadn't stopped you, you would have been put on a spear by my brothers.
"
"That's it...Okay, ma'am, I won't say any more, I'm just going to have a rest."