The landscape was picturesque, and there were many heroes.
Sapphire Calendar Year 158, 1st January. The festive atmosphere was not strong on Flame Island, because all the attention and atmosphere had been replaced by the Flame Kingdom's founding ceremony.
When the first ray of sunlight rose in the morning along with the biting cold wind, the Flame Kingdom's Royal City was already bustling with activity. All the residents had woken up early and gathered on both sides of the Gilt Avenue. The Gilt Avenue, which had a fence and was covered with a gold-red carpet, led from one end of the city to the other.
Toot toot toot …
The sound of horns mixed with the sound of musical instruments. It was the palace's band. The nobles here liked the elegant piano played indoors, but that did not mean that other musical instruments were not developed. The palace's band was a mixture of many folk musicians, standing on the float in a square formation and playing.
It was a very cheerful song.
Soon, a male chorus sounded in the accompaniment of the song.
"How glorious the bright sunshine is, the sky is clear after the storm, the fresh air makes one's heart flutter, how glorious the bright sunshine is, ah, your eyes are shining, as glorious as the sun … as glorious as the sun, her eyes will always be the most beautiful in my heart."
This was a folk song widely spread in the northeast of the legendary continent — "My Sun". The Serpentine of the Steel Ridge, the wind of the Eagle, and the rock text of the Blast Furnace Castle all had translations of this folk song.
And now, the male chorus was the Serpentine version of "My Sun", which was the official language of the Flame Kingdom.
"As glorious as the sun …"
The ordinary residents on both sides of the Gilt Avenue quickly began to sing along with the chorus. Almost everyone could sing such a folk song.
When the song ended, the performing group and chorus's float had already driven onto the Gilt Avenue.
At this moment, a series of roofless carriages followed behind the float. Nobles dressed in luxurious frac Abierre sat on the carriages.
"Ah, that's Viscount Blair. I know him. He's the administrator of our Flame Kingdom!"
"Behind him is Viscount Isaiah, the administrator of Reed City. When I went to Reed City to do business, I saw Viscount Isaiah inspecting goods!"
"They're all viscounts. Why don't I see any counts or marquises?"
"I heard that the marquises and counts didn't participate in the parade. Today is the enfeoffment ceremony. The nobles will be enfeoffed in the palace!"
"When will I be able to sit in a carriage and receive cheers?"
"Don't even think about it."
Three hundred and sixty-six carriages carrying three hundred and sixty-six viscounts passed by ostentatiously. Following the vicomte's carriage were groups of nobles in frac Abierre. But compared to the gorgeous viscount, they were dressed a little more plainly. This was the Baron's phalanx.
One thousand two hundred and forty Baron were all riding fine horses, but there were obvious differences between the types of horses.
Some of the Baron's were riding tall, strong, and shiny black horses. They were members of the Burning Legion, and their mounts were purebred black blood horses. Some of the Baron's were riding shorter black horses. These were the mounts of the noble Baron's, and their mounts were mixed black blood horses.
There were also some Baron riding brown, yellow, and red horses. Those were the mounts of the lifelong Baron, and the mounts were just ordinary warhorses.
Although the Baron's weren't sitting in the carriages, their majestic posture on the warhorses was even more majestic. Many people on both sides of the Gilt Avenue cheered, especially the daughters of some merchants and craftsmen, who frequently winked at the Knight on the horse. They didn't dare to dream of becoming a Viscount, but they could still dream of becoming a Baron.
Behind the Baron was the Lord's phalanx.
Not all of the tens of thousands of Lords came. After all, they still had to shoulder the local management work, so only five hundred representatives were present.
The team of nearly two thousand people set foot on the Gilt Avenue and kept moving forward.
Soon, they arrived at the triumphal arch in the center of the Fire Kingdom. There were mages casting magic on the triumphal arch. Colorful magic rose into the sky, causing the residents of the kingdom to exclaim. It was like fireworks on Earth. Not only was it beautiful, but there was no smoke. It was environmentally friendly and natural.
Passing through the triumphal arch, they continued along the Gilt Avenue to the north. Soon, the team arrived at the square of the Palace of Stars.
The square was next to the Fire Kingdom, and civilians were usually not allowed to enter.
However, on this day of celebration, the square was allowed to be opened to the public, so a large number of civilians and families of nobles poured in early. In a society with a strict hierarchy, there was an obvious barrier between the nobles and civilians. The nobles gathered in a separate area and kept a distance from the civilians.
No civilians dared to cross this gap.
Even ignorant children would be pulled back by their parents in time.
When the parade team arrived at the square, they had to go through a procedure, which was to park their carriages and horses, and then return to the square to gather.
When the sun rose high in the sky, around nine in the morning, a new round of performances by the orchestra and choir began. At this moment, a large number of nobles, mages, and envoys from various countries poured out of the palace and entered the already prepared grandstand. Among them, there were three that made a shocking entrance.
Leading the way was Emily Flame, the Light Emerald Dragon Knight. She rode the Light Emerald Dragon Ethan and flew to the palace square. Then, she circled around and landed Ethan in the middle of the square.
She jumped off the dragon.
Ethan flapped his wings and let out a loud dragon roar. He flew out of the square and landed on the Moon Mountain not far away. Under many admiring and jealous gazes, Emily walked to the grandstand and sat on the seat with her name written on it.
Next was the shocking Duke of Tulip Island, Lee William Tulip. He didn't ride his broken-horned Storm Dragon Horse. Instead, he stepped on Nimia's head and walked to the edge of the square. Then, he jumped into the square and sat on his seat.
Nimia also let out a roar and squatted on an empty space not far from the square. He stared at the square and gave the crowd endless pressure.
The third to appear was Magic Shooter Laird Truth. He sat cross-legged on a shining golden carpet and flew into the square with his body covered in golden light. In that instant, he used light magic and almost blinded everyone's eyes. When the crowd got used to it, he had already sat down.
Obviously.
These three's flashy entrance was requested by Liszt to increase the atmosphere for the Fire Kingdom's founding ceremony.
"It's really … grand."
Alexander White Iron, the envoy of the Eagle Kingdom, looked at the dragon of his former kingdom, Nimia the Lion, and Magic Shooter.
He was full of complaints but couldn't complain. He could only secretly criticize.
On the surface, he still had to smile and chat with the envoy of the Blast Furnace Kingdom beside him. "I wonder when His Majesty will appear."
The envoy of the Blast Furnace Kingdom was just about to reply.
Suddenly, a majestic and domineering dragon roar rose from the direction of the palace. The sound seemed to be able to penetrate the sky and earth and instantly silenced the entire square.
"Roar!"
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