As one of the oldest cities on this continent, Imperial Dragon City was established much earlier than the Empire of Light.
Its history could be traced back to seven thousand years ago. At that time, the dragons had not gone extinct, and the High Elves had not disappeared.
These two powerful races were also the rulers of the world at that time.
However, a mountain could not accommodate two tigers. The war between the dragons and the elves was also the main theme of that era.
At the beginning of the war, the dragons relied on their stronger individual strength to suppress the elves.
However, as the war continued, the dragons' population decreased, and their weakness of reproduction was gradually exposed.
The elves began to gain the upper hand and gradually drove the dragons out of the center of the continent.
Then, the Empire of Light was established, and Imperial Dragon City was the capital of the Empire of Light.
The name of the city was deliberately chosen by the elves to humiliate the dragons.
The so-called "Imperial" meant to control and dominate.
It was due to this reason that Imperial Dragon City had become a thorn in the side of the dragons ever since it was built. Throughout history, countless angry dragons had attempted to burn it to the ground with their dragon flames, but none of them succeeded.
The dragons and the High Elves had disappeared from the world. Imperial Dragon City, the most dazzling stage in the center of the continent, now had a new protagonist.
Now, there were not many buildings left by the elves in Imperial Dragon City. The river of time could wash away all traces. Humans had been the owners of Imperial Dragon City for more than a thousand years, and had deeply engraved their mark in the bones of the city.
But the palace was an exception.
This palace called "Phoenix Palace" was the only building left by the elves.
The ruler of the High Elves was called "Phoenix King," and this palace was his former palace.
Because of the efforts of the best architects of the elves, this beautiful palace had been preserved until today. Even the San Lorenzo Royal Family was conquered by its beauty, the glory it represented, and the glory it symbolized. They were willing to use it as the palace of the Empire of Light.
Phoenix Palace was located in the center of Imperial Dragon City. It was a group of hundreds of palaces. The high dome of the main palace was white and flawless. It was a dome inlaid with pieces of white jade. Even in the moonless night, it emitted a cold light.
The walls of the palace were inlaid with light blue frosted marble tiles, which looked grotesque under the sunlight. Hundreds of marble columns carved with rose patterns supported the high roof, and the inner walls of the roof were painted with all kinds of murals.
Small and round sculptures of young girls were neatly arranged on the wide window. Each of them had different shapes and looked charmingly naïve.
The King's Qi that had been accumulated over thousands of years made the entire main hall exude a thick and heavy pressure, causing those who stepped into it to involuntarily want to prostrate themselves in worship.
However, in such a solemn palace, waves of decadent sounds could be heard.
An attendant walked to the front of the hall and immediately stopped awkwardly. With a wry smile, he stood in the cold wind and waited quietly.
However, the sounds of moaning continued to enter the servant's ears, causing him to feel hot all over.
But when the bone-piercing cold wind blew, he immediately sobered up and hurriedly covered his ears with both hands until he could no longer hear the movements in the hall.
After a long time, the door of the hall finally opened, and a beautiful lady with a graceful figure walked out.
The servant hurriedly put down his hands and bowed.
The noblewoman saw the waiter shivering in the cold wind and smiled charmingly at him. "Ah, are you eavesdropping?"
After saying that, she did not wait for the servant to answer and left with a smile.
The servant lowered his head from beginning to end, not daring to look at the lady at all. But that familiar voice still allowed him to distinguish the identity of the other party — it was Marquise Grandi.
However, the servant was not too surprised.
After all, His Majesty's hobby of cuckolding his vassals was no secret in the circle of the Empire's nobles.
The nobles of Imperial Dragon City had long been accustomed to this. It had even evolved to the point that if there was no cuckolding on their heads, they would be embarrassed to call themselves a true noble of the Empire.
The servant slowly walked into the hall and bowed meticulously, not daring to show any emotions on his face.
The current Emperor of the Empire of Light was named Reinhardt San Lorenzo, and he was also respectfully called Emperor Reinhardt.
Emperor Reinhardt was a burly middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes. He had a thick beard and straight eyebrows. Coupled with the unique aquiline nose of the San Lorenzo family, he looked very imposing at first glance.
It was just that he was dressed too casually at this time. He was only wearing a thin shirt with his chest open, revealing his thick golden chest hair. The servants brought in the cold wind from outside the hall, but Emperor Reinhardt didn't feel cold at all.
"Your Majesty, the emissary of the Gnome Kingdom will arrive in Imperial Dragon City tomorrow morning. Do you want to meet him personally?"
Emperor Reinhardt picked up the goblet on the table and poured all the red wine in it into his mouth. He seemed to still feel thirsty, so he poured himself another goblet and drank it in one gulp.
Burp —
After burping without caring about his image, Emperor Reinhardt glanced at the servant and asked in an emotionless tone, "Didn't we agree to let the Queen meet him?"
The servant replied carefully, "Your Majesty, it was Her Highness who asked me to ask you. She hopes that you …"
Emperor Reinhardt waved his hand impatiently. "It's just an emissary of the Gnome King. The Queen can meet him. What else is there?"
"The Prime Minister hopes that you can attend the Imperial Conference tomorrow. He said that the spring plowing is imminent and needs you …"
Emperor Reinhardt became even more impatient. "The Prime Minister can host the Imperial Conference himself. I have other things to do."
The attendant nodded and then carefully said, "Your Majesty, it will be Prince Leahy's birthday in three days. Her Highness the Empress wants me to ask you, will the prince's birthday banquet be held in the banquet hall of Phoenix Palace like in previous years?"
Hearing this, Emperor Reinhardt fell silent.
The servant who did not get a response for a long time secretly raised his head, only to see the Emperor's cold gaze.
The servant trembled in fear and hurriedly lowered his head again. He was annoyed that he dared to raise his head just now.
The atmosphere in the hall seemed to freeze in an instant.
After a long time, the servant's cold sweat had almost soaked his clothes. Finally, he heard Emperor Reinhardt's calm voice.
"Yes, the same as in previous years."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The servant was relieved. He hurriedly bowed and left, not daring to delay for a moment longer.
The heavy door of the hall opened and closed, isolating the snowy world outside.
Emperor Reinhardt picked up his wine cup again and began to drink by himself.
The hall was filled with a decadent aura, as well as a faint trace of resentment.
Suddenly, Emperor Reinhardt's gaze froze. He turned his head abruptly.
The golden curtain moved without any wind, and a man covered in a black mage robe appeared there.
However, there was a sharp sword pressed against his neck.
However, the man did not seem to care about such a threat. He continued to smile at Emperor Reinhardt.
"Your Majesty, when did Prince Rhy have the right to hold a birthday banquet in the Phoenix Palace?"
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