Chapter 159: The City of Singing Singing

Titania

This magnificent city is home to millions of people. Even at night, it is so lively. A lot of lights are dotted on the ground. 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 a high bell tower spire. The dark eyeballs turned from time to time with the head, looking at the carriages and pedestrians walking on the street below.

In the colorful tile theater, there was a faint sound of music, followed by a variety of warm applause. On the street outside, black magic locomotives were parked one by one. From time to time, butlers and attendants in black deacon uniforms came and went. They came to the night market next to them, looking for some delicious food to fill their stomachs. If you don't eat while the host is watching in the theater, you'll probably starve on the way back.

These servants will also sit together, occasionally discussing current anecdotes and popular news.

"This is the cold snow wine from the north. The taste is really good, especially when it's hot, it feels cold and refreshing." A young man in a white shirt raised his glass, learned from those big men, and talked freely.

"That's right, don't look at the price, just a bottle is a silver coin. Although this wine is a very low black iron grade, it is also a unique and extraordinary creation."

"Although I feel a little distressed, it's okay to drink it occasionally." These housekeepers and attendants are treated not badly. Compared with those who work hard on the street, they can be said to be enviable people.

"The grown-ups will certainly dislike it, but it's a good treat. I used to follow my master to the Viscount Cibeau's house, and they served an extraordinary gold-rated wine. The liquid in it is like the sky. The moonlight, pale blue and white, does not interrupt the changes, it is said to be a fine wine shipped from the far east." A squire with golden lines on his chest said proudly.

"It's a pity that only adults can enjoy that kind of wine. I was fortunate enough to taste a little while a young master was not interested and left the half-drinking glass."

"How do you feel?"

"Yes, what does it taste like, tell me now?" Several other people were also full of curiosity, surprised how this allowed him to find an opportunity to brag.

"Haha, it felt like the cold moonlight melted in the throat, and I became a breeze under the night, quiet and soothing, making people addicted."

"You said it so well, it doesn't feel like you can describe it." These acquaintances know that this guy has so many words and expressions in his stomach.

"Ahem, that's what a poet at the banquet said, but I think it's quite appropriate."

"Xingxingxing, you are really lucky. You can still find a chance to be greedy for ink and drink. I heard that extraordinary creations of that level have a lot of benefits."

"That's right. At that time, I only had the level of Sequence 2, and I broke through to Sequence 3 soon after. I think this is the credit."

"Okay, don't say it anymore. Besides, everyone really wants to beat you." Others looked (not) envious.

"Haha, I see. How about I invite everyone to eat barbecue tonight. I recently found a new 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 simply finished eating on the street, and then walked into the street. Anyway, tonight's theater performance will not end until very late.

After all, it is a rare Twilight Brigade. This famous opera troupe in the mainland is highly regarded even by the great nobles of the imperial capital.

The orange-yellow gemstone street lamps illuminate the main street of the imperial capital. In the flower beds along the street, roses of various colors are budding. Occasionally, a pair of brightly dressed young people walk by and meet in the dimly lit park.

After the return of the regent, although there were still many ups and downs throughout the empire, the imperial capital gradually returned to the lively and extravagant past. The nobles enjoyed the new technologies brought by the alchemists, such as magic locomotives, heating and Refrigeration device, phonograph box, magic speaker, alchemy-charged gemstone lamp, etc.

These things made the lives of the nobles more comfortable, and also attracted many big nobles to invest in it and develop various entertainment gadgets.

If those who have been to Mozwa are allowed to come here, they will find that the current imperial capital is becoming more and more similar to the Mozwa of the past.

Tall factories were built in the edge of the imperial capital, and various new creations were gradually put into production.

Spinning machines, soap factories, gunpowder refiners, niter industry, alchemy workshops, etc., gradually became known to the people of the imperial capital.

Compared with the past, a large number of factories are now recruiting people, and there are a lot of homeless people on the street for a while, which makes many nobles nod and admire it, and the scenery of the imperial capital has become much more pleasing to the eye.

"You have to find something to do for these idlers, so that they won't be thinking wildly." The big nobles talked at the gathering.

"This is really good. It not only makes money, but also makes these animals stop making trouble." An old noble nodded from time to time with a pipe of agate and jade.

"It's just that some factories produce black smoke, which makes many forest elves hate it. Last time, I reported to Her Majesty the Queen in the council hall."

"Well, let them talk about it, anyway, there are not many elves in the imperial capital. It's like what an elves poet said, yes, how did you say it?"

"How can a real elves stay in such a place full of copper stench and decay." Another person in black and gold dress

Noble reminder.

"Yes, yes, yes, this is it. If you don't like it, go back to your own Emerald Forest, and no one will stop you. Now it's a crimson empire, not the green empire of the past, haha."

Since the reorganization of the empire, the status of elves has gradually declined. Although they are not the same as the commoners, many nobles have gradually started to joke about elves.

Compared with the past, there are indeed a lot fewer forest elves on the streets today. Most of them are not adapted to this gradually deteriorating air and go to other parts of the empire.

However, a small number of them stayed. These elves believe that the skills are not wrong. This is not perfect at present. They try to find ways to reduce pollution.

For the elves, watching the sewage flow into the river is more uncomfortable than punishing them. If it weren't for the fact that there were fewer elves in the parliament now, the construction of many new factories would have been stopped long ago.

It is a pity that more and more nobles are benefiting from these new industries, and more and more people support them, and the forest elves are gradually unable to resist such a growing trend of the times.

Compared with the past, these nobles seem to have found a more convenient way than before, risking their lives and death, going into battle to kill the enemy, and gaining military exploits to earn land and interests.

As long as you spend some energy and build an alchemy workshop or a new-style factory, the new things that you create are like printing money, and you will keep rolling gold coins into your pockets.

No one can resist this temptation, just as the sun will eventually rise and set.