Chapter 921: Under the City Gate (Page 1/1)

"Wow, is this the imperial capital of Catania? It's so majestic! It really lives up to its name!" exclaimed a freckled bard standing outside the north gate of the imperial capital. Behind him was a bald little priest with a helpless smile, and this friend of his was sometimes so fond of exaggeration.

The time came to the spring month of 2120 in the Ariant calendar, and there were less than ten days left before the New Year celebrations in the imperial capital. At this time, it had been a month since the upheaval at Fort Wico on the northern edge of the Warcraft Forest. Although the upheaval there had a great impact on the entire empire, the common people at the bottom knew nothing about it. Except for the stricter inspections when entering the imperial capital than in previous years, everything is the same.

"Queue up, you untouchables!" a fat, pig-like guard of the gate rudely shoved the bard, who was too excited to pay attention to poking out of the line to enter the city.

The thin bard was pushed and stumbled by the guards, but fortunately the little priest beside him helped him in time to save him from falling.

"Alfie, are you alright?" asked Celent softly.

Alfie glared at the guard fiercely and shook her head slightly.

"Stare at you again, and you'll gouge out your eyes and step on them!" the guard scolded in a vicious voice.

"Isn't this Lord Guard a little too much?" Serent plucked up the courage to protest to the guard. Anyway, this is the imperial capital, and the Holy See has a branch here, and Celent still has some confidence.

"Hah!" the guard laughed dryly and shouted at the crowd around him, "Look what we've encountered, a defeated dog of the Holy See dares to bark here!"

The guard's words caused a burst of playful laughter from his companions, and many of the civilians in the group also showed a flattering laugh.

"You—" Celent felt a burst of anger, he didn't expect that there would be people in the imperial capital who would dare to openly mock the Holy See.

'Selent, calm down. I can understand your feelings, but we have just arrived in the Imperial Capital, and the situation is unknown, so it is better to keep a low profile for the time being!' Alfie stopped Selent through telepathy in time, "Judging from the current situation, the situation of the Holy See is probably not optimistic. ’

Celent was not an impulsive person, and after receiving Alfie's reminder, he quickly calmed down, Alfie was right, it seems that the power of the Holy See in the imperial capital is declining more and more.

Seeing that the two of them swallowed their anger, the fat guard spat contemptuously on the ground.

At that moment there was a crisp sound of horses' hooves at the city gate, and then a magnificent carriage drawn by four yellow horses drove out of the city gate.

After the fat guard saw the emblem on this ornate but somewhat old carriage, his face changed, and he didn't care about continuing to deal with the two people who had already "confessed", but grabbed the spear next to him, and roughly squeezed the team that had formed a long line to the side for a few more points.

After forcibly opening a passage for the carriage, the fat guard nodded and bowed ninety degrees to the carriage with a flattering smile on his face, ignoring the disgruntled whispers of dissatisfaction from the crowd behind him.

"Who is this? Don't you know that the north gate of the imperial capital has always been only in and out in the morning?"

"Be quiet! The owner of this carriage looks like a big man, what is this privilege?"

"How big is it? You know, even Imperial Marshal Sebastian wouldn't be so bullying!"

"Shut up! How can these nobles be compared with Marshal Sebastin, who loves the people like a son? You can't expect every nobleman to have the same quality and mind as the Marshal. ”

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The gossip outside slipped into the carriage like wings, and a pale young man in his twenties frowned at the sight of his new aristocratic attire. The Lord struck twice on the wall of the carriage with his cane, then opened the curtain a small slit, and looked out with viper-like eyes.

When the groom got the signal, he smiled helplessly, and gently pulled the reins, he knew that his moody new master was going to be angry again, but he didn't know who the bad luck would be this time?

Seeing that the carriage suddenly heard in front of them, the commoners who were still whispering just now immediately felt that something was wrong, and for the nobles in high and powerful positions, their lives were not even as good as ants. The people around them all cast resentful glances at the people who complained just now, and the few people with many tongues hated to bite their tongues off, and everyone knew that because the mouths just now were likely to bring about a catastrophe of death.

The laws of the empire had become more stringent after the cataclysm, and if the charioteers were angry, all the men at the gates could be beheaded, and being thrown into Basra prison was probably the best they could beg for, even the guards at the gates.

Outside the city gate, which had just been in turmoil, suddenly fell silent as the carriage stopped, and everyone was silent as if walking on thin ice, except for Alfie and Serent, who did not understand the gravity of the situation, although they were as silent as the crowd around them, their eyes were still looking around unscrupulously.

"Bardo, there's no need to deal with these civilians at this time. Another passenger in the carriage said to the young nobleman.

It was an elderly nobleman with a sad face who spoke, and the deep wrinkles on his face seemed to have been carved by a sharp carving knife. The old, but neatly ironed duke's costume will definitely surprise those who see it, and even in the imperial capital, where there are so many nobles like dogs, it is definitely a blessing to meet a duke.

"It's time for you to be so cautious, but it's a pity that your prudence didn't win your majesty's favor, but ended up like this!" said the young lord, who was still looking out of the window, sarcastically.

"You're getting more and more presumptuous!" the old duke, although his face was depressed, he was still angry, and he was still imposing.

"Dear Father, don't forget that I am now the head of the family. The Lord withdrew his gaze from the window, and put his mouth into the Duke's ear, "Probably you are still lamenting the disappearance of Raphael and Stowe, but you did not expect that it would be my son, whom you have always neglected, to hold the O'Bright family in the end." ”

The old duke opened his mouth, and finally sighed, and said dryly: "Bado, I know that I can't eliminate your resentment, but listen to my advice, although Your Majesty favors you now, don't be pampered and proud at this time." ”

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