This majestic city, home to millions of people, is so lively even at night, with a large number of lights dotting the ground. When viewed from the sky, it looks like a sea of orange lights.
A crow with dark gray and blue feathers flew in the night sky and landed on the spire of a tall bell tower. Its dark eyes moved from time to time as its head moved, looking at the carriages and pedestrians walking on the street below.
In the theater with colorful tiles, there was a faint sound of music, followed by complicated and enthusiastic applause. On the street outside, black magic motorcycles were parked one after another, and from time to time there were people wearing black deacon uniforms.
The butlers and attendants came and went, and they came to the night market nearby, looking for some delicious food to fill their appetites. If they didn't eat while the host was watching in the theater, they would probably starve on the way back.
People would sit together here and occasionally discuss interesting things and popular news today.
"This is cold snow wine from the north. It tastes really good. Especially when the weather is hot, it gives you a cool and refreshing feeling." A young man in a white shirt raised his glass high and imitated those big shots, talking eloquently.
"That's right, even if you don't look at the price tag, just one bottle costs one silver coin. Although this kind of wine is of a very low level of black iron, it is also a unique and extraordinary creation."
"Although I feel a little distressed, it's fine if I drink it occasionally." These housekeepers and attendants are treated well. Compared with those who work hard on the street, they can be said to be enviable and superior people.
"The adults will definitely look down on it, but it is still a very good enjoyment. I used to follow my master to visit Vicomte Sibo's house. At that time, they served a gold-rated extraordinary wine. The liquid in it was like heaven.
The moonlight is light green and white, and does not interrupt the changes. It is said that it is fine wine transported from the far east." A servant with a golden line on his chest said proudly.
"It's a pity that that kind of fine wine can only be enjoyed by adults. I took advantage of a young master who was not interested and threw down the half-drunk glass, so I was lucky enough to taste a little."
"What does it feel like?"
"Yes, what does it smell like, please tell me?" Several other people were also curious, surprised that this gave him an opportunity to brag.
"Haha, it feels like the cold moonlight melts in the throat, and turns into the breeze under the night, quiet and soothing, making people addicted."
"It's so well said. It feels like something you can't describe." These acquaintances knew that this guy didn't have so many words and expressive abilities.
"Ahem, this is what a poet said at the banquet at that time, but I think it is indeed quite appropriate."
"Okay, okay, okay, you are really lucky, and you can still find the opportunity to drink some greedy ink. I heard that extraordinary creations of that level have a lot of benefits."
"That's right. At that time, I was only at the level of Sequence 2, but I soon broke through to Sequence 3. I think this is the credit."
"Okay, stop talking. Besides, everyone really wants to beat you up." Others looked envious.
"Haha, I see. How about I treat everyone to a barbecue tonight? I recently found a newly opened shop, opened by an orc herdsman. The taste is very good, and it is different from other shops in the imperial capital."
"Okay, let's go~" A few people ate something briefly on the street, and then walked into the street. Anyway, tonight's theater performance will not end until very late.
After all, it is the rare Twilight Troupe. This opera troupe is well-known in the mainland, and even the nobles of the imperial capital admire it highly.
Orange gemstone street lamps illuminate the main streets of the imperial capital. In the flower beds on the streets, rose flowers of various colors are in bud. Occasionally, a pair of young people in bright clothes walk by and meet for a date in the hazy park at night.
After the return of the regent, although there were still many twists and turns in various parts of the empire, the imperial capital gradually returned to the liveliness and luxury of the past. The nobles enjoyed the new technologies brought by the alchemists, such as magic locomotives, heating and
These things made the lives of nobles more comfortable, and also attracted many big nobles to invest money in them and develop various entertainment gadgets.
If those who have been to Mozwa before come here, they will find that the imperial capital today is becoming more and more similar to the Mozwa of the past.
Tall factories were built one after another on the edge of the imperial capital, and various new creations were gradually put into production.
Spinning machines, soap factories, gunpowder refineries, saltpetre-making industries, alchemy workshops, etc., gradually became known to the people of the imperial capital.
Compared to the past, a large number of factories are now recruiting people, and for a time there are fewer homeless people on the streets. This has made many nobles nod in admiration, and the scenery of the imperial capital has become much more pleasing to the eye.
"We have to find something to do for these idle people, so that they will not think randomly." The nobles discussed at the gathering.
"This is indeed good. It not only makes money, but also keeps these animals from causing trouble." An old nobleman nodded from time to time while hanging an agate and jade pipe.
"It's just that some factories produce black smoke, which disgusts many forest elves. Last time, I reported it to Her Majesty the Queen in the council chamber."
"Well, let them talk about it. Anyway, there are not many elves left in the imperial capital. Just like a certain elf poet said, right, how did he say it?"
"How could a real elf stay in such a place full of copper odor and decay?" reminded another nobleman in a black and gold dress.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's it. If you don't like it, just go back to your own emerald forest, and no one will stop you. It's a red empire now, not the green empire of the past, haha."
Since the reorganization of the empire, the status of the elves has gradually declined. Although it is not the same as that of the common people, many nobles have gradually made jokes about the elves.
Compared to the past, there are indeed many fewer forest elves on the streets today. Most of them cannot adapt to the gradually deteriorating air and have gone to other parts of the empire.
However, a small number of people remained. These elves believed that there was nothing wrong with the craftsmanship, but it was not perfect yet. They tried to find ways to reduce pollution.
For the elves, watching the sewage flow into the river is more uncomfortable than being sentenced to death. If it weren't for the fact that there are fewer elves in the parliament, the construction of many new factories would have been stopped long ago.
Unfortunately, more and more nobles are profiting from these new industries, and more and more people are supporting them. The forest elves are gradually unable to resist such a strong trend of the times.
Compared with the past, these nobles seemed to have found a more convenient way to risk life and death, go into battle to kill the enemy, gain military exploits and earn land and profits.
As long as you spend some energy and build an alchemy workshop or a new-style factory, the new gadgets you create will be like printing money, and you will continuously roll gold coins into your pocket.
No one can resist such a temptation, just like the sun will rise and set eventually.