Green Empire, the imperial capital.
The golden palace is like a garden, with lush green plants and flowers everywhere. Walking along the ornately decorated corridors, you can see guards dressed in red or green uniforms.
Their upright postures, exquisite clothing, and graceful movements all betrayed their good family backgrounds. Indeed, these guards were all from the upper echelons of the empire's nobility. Guarding the palace was a highly honored position among the nobility.
Not only did they need to possess at least Sequence 4 strength, they also had to pass assessments in culture, poetry, history, etiquette, bloodline, and more. Wearing the golden rose emblem was proof of being the most outstanding among their peers.
These guards often accompanied the royal family, not only guarding the emperor, princes and princesses, but also serving as their adjutants, assistants, poets, recorders, ceremonial officers, etc. Power centered on the emperor and radiated outward through these noble and outstanding nobles.
They are the fence and sword of the empire, assisting the supreme emperor in ruling this vast country.
A messenger walked hurriedly through the long corridor, followed by two red-robed guards who were escorting and monitoring him.
Finally, they arrived outside a quiet palace. Two guards wearing full golden armor were guarding the gate. The aura of the abyss was so frightening that people couldn't help but stop.
A red-robed guard behind him stepped forward and reported his request for a meeting. The guard raised his hand and motioned him to wait.
No one knew how they notified the people inside the palace. After a long time, the palace gate slowly opened a crack, allowing the messenger to walk in, while the two guards in red stayed outside the door.
The messenger, dressed in a white robe with gold trim, walked cautiously across the palace floor, not daring to look up. Led by 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, seemingly resting with his eyes closed.
After seeing this supreme figure, the messenger breathed a sigh of relief, carefully took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to the servant beside him, and asked him to present it.
After opening the envelope and flipping through the letter, the servant in red with gold edges 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 sunlight gave a simple answer and raised his hand slightly. The others lowered their heads and retreated, and the messenger also left the palace under the guidance of the waiter.
Click——
With a slight turn, the door of the quiet palace closed again. The messenger breathed in the cool and fragrant air in the palace, slowly relaxed, and then whispered to the waiter in red clothes with gold edges beside him.
"Your Majesty means that we should not interfere in this matter and let him be."
After saying this, the waiter did not explain any more and returned to the palace.
Looking at the figure disappearing at the palace gate, the envoy opened his mouth to speak, but finally closed his mouth, lowered his head and walked away quickly.
Leaving the magnificent royal palace, the envoy returned to a tall building in the imperial capital. He stayed inside for an incense stick of time before walking out. Then he rode his horse along the road reserved for nobles and went straight to the outside of the city.
Here, a red dragon several stories high has been waiting for a long time.
As the messenger dismounted, the crimson dragon also lowered its body, revealing the saddle at the back of its neck. The afternoon sun shone on its scales, reflecting a brilliant ruby-like color.
Climbing on the dragon's back, the dragon roared, flapped its wings, brought with it a gust of wind pressure, and then soared into the sky, flying towards the southern provinces of the empire.
Piercing through the clouds and breaking through the sky, the giant dragon in the sky displayed a speed and agility that was disproportionate to its appearance. In just half a day, it crossed several provinces and arrived at the Chixin Province on the southern side of the continent. This was the seat of the Pascal family and 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 to do so tonight, but it was like this for more than 300 days a year. The Red Dragon Duke, who ruled over a country thousands of miles away, had endless wealth and did not care about this small expense.
After passing through layers of checkpoints guarded by guards, the envoy finally arrived at a study. After a brief report from the butler, the envoy finally walked in and saw the man standing in front of the window.
His short black hair was neatly combed, with strands of red silk mixed in it, which brought him a unique majesty. This man, who was only in his 50s and in the prime of his life, was the current Red Dragon Duke, the ninth generation head of the Pascal family, Leodore.
He had a dragon-scale sword hanging around his waist, tightly against his waist. When the messenger entered the room, he turned around and looked at the other person.
"Your Excellency, I have already reported the news from the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua to His Majesty, but..."
"But His Majesty in the imperial capital is not interested in this, right?" The man seemed to have anticipated this and said it in advance.
"Yes, sir." The messenger lowered his head in shame.
"Nothing, I've been mentally prepared for this." The man sat at the desk beside him with his arms and legs stretched out, picking up the latest reported news on the table.
The long letter detailed the current actions of the Frost Rose on the border of Crancia, the interference of the Southern Islands, and the civil unrest in Black Rock and the Sanctuary.
"The time to unify the continent is gradually approaching. Why is Your Majesty not interested at all and doesn't even want to mobilize a single soldier?" The envoy looked at the Duke with some confusion.
"Bud, you are not in His Majesty's position, so I'm afraid it is difficult for you to understand his feelings and thoughts."
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