Crowds gathered in the square in front of the Mage's Tower.

Most of them were civilians from the Sorrowful Wind Territory, but a small number of outsiders such as adventurers and merchants went to watch the ceremony.

The Sad Wind Leader does not refuse outsiders to watch the ceremony, or in other words, this founding ceremony is not only for the common people of the Sad Wind Leader, but also for the nobles, but also for outsiders.

In any case, a country is fighting for face, and if a country has no face, it means that the country has little voice in the international community.

Although the continent of Slo Mendes does not yet have the conditions to form an international community, there are many accusations between countries, mainly conflicts between border territories.

However, the Sad Wind Territory is different from other countries, and this territory that is about to become a country challenges the old order, so it will inevitably be embarrassed by many countries and many nobles, so this founding ceremony is very necessary.

People are converging towards the square, and the roads of the city are converging into one flow of people.

Looking down from above, the streets of the new town east of Wende City were already crowded with people, and the vehicles made way for the crowd, but this did not make the merchants feel any dissatisfaction, because they also knew that they could not do business today.

Most of the outsiders sat in their chairs and looked out the window, and most of the civilians took to the streets, pouring towards the new town.

The magic circles that formed the mysteries in the sky were radiant and glowing, and under the blue sky, those circles were not very eye-catching.

The light also bloomed under the soles of people's feet, but their attention was not there, they all tilted their heads and looked ahead.

There was nothing in front of them that attracted them, but they all knew that in that direction, there was a person, a group of people waiting for their arrival.

Just like the flag that suddenly appeared on the street lamp the morning before, the town hall didn't do much fanfare, all the preparations for the ceremony were done after the people had fallen asleep, except that now they could only see the dark golden banner of 'Sword and Black Dragon' fluttering in the wind on the streets.

In the past, at that stage when the productive forces were not developed enough, the act of hanging the flag of the lord's house in front of the house can be said to be very extravagant, even when Krylov III triumphed, the prime minister of the kingdom did not have such 'fanfare'.

However, in Wende City, the productive forces have been greatly developed, but at the time of the founding ceremony, they were still so 'stingy', which is a bit strange.

Before the autumn frost melts and the morning sun rises, a large group of people brave the cold wind, and they are headed towards the square in front of the iconic high-rise building.

The first to arrive at the square did not notice any difference in the square from normal times, except for the high platform that appeared in front of the square and the guardrail on the perimeter of the square, it seemed to be no different from usual.

They looked towards the high platform, and there was nothing on it, just an ordinary stone platform that could be raised and lowered.

The last time they saw that high platform was when the Church of Fortune was moving to the Holy City, and at that time, they really saw the 'great world' and understood what the 'gods' were, and as a result, many people burst out of their hearts with faith in the goddess of wealth.

"Eight-forty-three!" someone held a pocket watch and shouted the time to the crowd.

When the flow of people gathers into a crowd, the tide rises and falls, and returns to the sea, and a sea of people is formed on the square.

Outside the square, the heads of the people were staggering, the low people stood on tiptoe to look ahead, and the tall people craned their necks and cast their eyes on the square together.

Before the people arrived, the square was surrounded by a fence, and the bright silver reflected the light, which looked very valuable, which surprised the merchants.

Yesterday they were informed that the ceremony would begin at nine o'clock sharp, but now it was 8:43 a.m., and no one could see anyone behind the guardrail.

Although the people at the city hall told them that it didn't matter if they were there or not, as long as they were within the confines of Wende City, they could only watch the founding ceremony.

Up to that point, the people at the town hall were still hiding, and even their families couldn't get any information out of them, because they said they didn't know anything, and it was all arranged by the head maid.

"Eighty-fifty!"

In the midst of the noisy crowd, a voice was particularly loud, with some businessmen and wealthy men holding pocket watches and shouting the time.

After a few more minutes, nothing happened, and people began to get nervous.

The closer the time came, the more nervous they became, whether it was a commoner, an adventurer, a local, an outsider, and even some nobles in the other direction, who were not mixed with the commoners, felt as if they were scratching their lungs.

In just over two years, some nobles have accepted the change of events because they can't resist, so why don't they enjoy it?

There isn't much that they really need to do, they just need to assign the tasks to the 'civil servants' below who have been promoted from the 'mud legs' by the head maid, and then they can enjoy it, how simple is it?

Silk and fine porcelain, which were previously unattainable, were now available, and wealth flowed into the coffers, even if they couldn't use much, but it was still a large amount.

Now, they have become a member of the giant 'machine' of the government led by the sad wind, sitting in a wheelchair, being pulled by the people in front of them, and pushed by the people behind them, is there anything more comfortable than this?

On the surface, they show no regard for something, but in fact they have become puppets dominated by this 'machine', and they have become captives of enjoyment.

But for them, there's nothing bad about it!

Now these nobles are dressed in suits and leather shoes, and those clothes that were once very luxurious in their eyes have now become things that they spurn -

Because this kind of clothing was designed by the head maid for the lord herself, it is simple and comfortable, and there is no need for cumbersome wearing, so much good!

"Eight-fifty-five!"

A few people were holding pocket watches and shouting in alarm.

By this time, people's discussions had gradually become quieter, even if they were still discussing their worries and apprehensions, but subconsciously, they lowered their voices a lot.

At this time, the morning sun is no longer the morning sun, and the big fireball in the sky is emitting endless light and heat against the ground.

Time slipped away, late autumn had arrived, the sun was shining high in the sky, and the people who were waiting became more and more impatient in the gradually rising temperature.

"Eight-fifty-eight!"

Almost roaring voices came from the mouths of several people, and the beating of the minute hand on the pocket watch made them even more nervous.

In pocket watches, the precision machinery they didn't know was driving the second hand to walk unhurriedly on the meter.

Their hearts also beat with the movement of the second hand, and their pounding hearts ached slightly, but that didn't take their eyes off their pocket watches.

By this time, the people had stopped talking and turned their eyes to the high platform in the square.

They still believed in their maid master, so their breathing began to become rapid unconsciously, and some even subconsciously held their breath.

"Eighty-fifty-nine!"

The voice of the timekeeper resounded through the empty streets, and the panicked cries did not attract anyone's attention.

People's hearts are already beating to their throats, which makes them involuntarily open their mouths and gulp out air.

The second hand began to rotate again, and the time passed second after second.

Time –

"Nine o'clock!"

"Roar—"

Before the words of horror fell, the familiar roar of the dragon resounded throughout the city!

People's eyes lit up, and smiles jumped on their faces, but before they could cheer, a high-pitched female voice had already sounded-

"Cheer!

And then—

Just like a spring breeze, thousands of flowers and trees bloom!

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