Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The steel behemoth was galloping across the vast wasteland, the steam piston constantly running, making a rhythmic dull sound.

A few hours passed by in a hurry. Joseph looked out the window at the changing scenery and listened to Heya telling the history of the empire full of words such as "loyalty" and "kindness".

However, those histories that were obviously too embellished made Joseph a little irritated.

This guy is hopeless.

She had been bewitched by the red dragon and became the spiritual slave of the evil dragon emperor.

Joseph thought so.

"Look! It's a city!"

Soon, the sharp-eyed guards discovered the black city wall gradually revealed in the distance.

Joseph looked over and saw that the city was far taller and stronger than he had imagined, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. There seemed to be flying dragons circling and patrolling in the sky.

"This should be the so-called Istalia, the imperial capital of the Ember Empire."

He thought so.

It is true that it is far inferior to Teotihuacan, the holy city of Fadland.

Even the poorest and lowest-status people of Fadland will proudly puff up their chests when they think of that majestic holy city - because it is indeed the most glorious place that humans can imagine.

It's a pity that after several years of war, the once pristine holy city has become riddled with holes and filled with smoke. The corpses of soldiers from the three kingdoms have filled the ravines outside the city, and their blood has turned into a flowing moat.

The war in the south.

Thinking of this, Joseph felt a little embarrassed. He sighed deeply, and then commented: "It's a very good city, but as the capital of an empire, it is still a bit..."

Heya pointed to the city wall and introduced: "This is the largest fortress city in the south of the empire, Blackstone Castle."

Joseph's expression suddenly became stiff. He stopped talking and just stared silently at the city that was getting closer and closer.

"Blackstone Castle Station, here we are."

The clear voice of the flight attendant echoed in the carriage, seeming to be amplified by some device.

The train approached and stopped at the city gate. The people of the empire who had been waiting on the platform for a long time poured into the carriage.

There were not only humans among the passengers, but also hobgoblins, tieflings, orcs and even ogres, which made the caravan guards feel a little nervous.

Humans and these monsters live together peacefully, and even occasionally talk to each other. This is surprising to them who have traveled all over the country and killed many monsters.

"Give way."

"Don't block the aisle."

"Lord Baron, are you also going to Istalia?"

The carriage suddenly became a little noisy, but luckily Joseph had booked a VIP box, and large monsters like the Ogre had their own special carriage.

Joseph was briefly surprised for a moment, then focused his attention on Blackstone Castle.

Although blocked by the tall city wall, he could still see through the city gate the clean, wide and flat streets, as well as the brick and stone houses that looked like they were replicated.

It's really a good city, both from a business and military perspective.

As a businessman, he is absolutely willing to do business in such a beautiful city, and as a general, the tall and thick city walls with protruding towers will also become an important barrier against foreign enemies.

Even if an ordinary city is built like this, what will the imperial capital look like?

Joseph thought so.

He looked at the people rushing into the carriage and suddenly asked: "Why are there so many people rushing to Istalia? What are they going to do?"

Heya replied: "Istalia is the sacred place of His Majesty's coronation and the center of the empire, where there are the most jobs and the highest wages in the country.

But on the other hand, it is also a place where land is at a premium. It is difficult for ordinary citizens to afford a house in Istalia. Even a basement can be sold for a sky-high price of hundreds of gold.

Therefore, some citizens choose to live in other cities and take steam locomotives to Isdalia for work every day. "

"Is that so?"

Joseph was a little stunned. He had never seen such a new way of life, living in one city and working in another city.

Heya smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "If I could afford a house in Istalia, I wouldn't go to Tahan to work as a guide."

The steam locomotive was speeding, passing through several rolling mountain peaks and several cities.

"Amauna Tower."

The guard sitting at the front widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and let out an uncontrollable sigh.

Joseph couldn't help but look out the window. Although he had made a lot of mental preparations, he was still deeply shocked by the scene before him.

"O Gods"

he muttered.

In the distance, there are endless towering city walls, spectacular and unique buildings, and tall chimneys rising from the ground, with gray smoke rising from them.

The most shocking thing is the huge stone pillar hundreds of meters high in the center of the city, which holds a magnificent white altar, surrounded by clouds and mist, like the Kingdom of God coming to the world.

——That is the Great Altar of Istalia.

For some reason, Joseph suddenly remembered the first time he visited the Holy City when he was six years old and looked up at the "Tower of the Eternal Sun God".

And now Isdalia gave him such a feeling.

"What a miracle."

He couldn't help but express his true thoughts.

"Yes, for us Anzeta people, that is a miracle."

Heya also looked up at the altar that was lifted to the sky with a pious expression: "Mr. Joseph, that is the place where His Majesty Cassius was coronated.

No matter where you are in Istalia, as long as you look up, you can see that sacred place."

"Istalia South Gate Station, we have arrived. Please remember His Majesty's kindness and get off the train in an orderly manner."

"We are finally here."

"Hurry up, do you want to be deducted for being late?"

The people in the carriage got off the car one after another, and Joseph, after calming down and taking a few deep breaths, also got off the car with his caravan.

He asked the guards to unload the goods on the carriage and take their own equipment, and the group entered the city in a mighty manner.

The road here is wider than he imagined, and the width of the main road is even more exaggerated than that of the Holy City, which can accommodate more than a dozen carriages running side by side.

The roads here were much neater and smoother than any he had ever seen. They seemed to be paved with some kind of black gravel, but there was no unevenness of the stones, which surprised him.

There were tracks on both sides of the road, and small steam locomotives were running on them, while the residents in the city were waiting and traveling at the platform.

At a glance, you can see all kinds of races: humans, tieflings, hobgoblins, orcs, goatmen, and ogres.

No matter what race, they were all busy and hurried, and people seemed to have long been accustomed to all this and seemed accustomed to getting along with different species.

"Citizens, please abide by the law and order!"

The knights riding on the wyverns patrolled in the air, and the tiefling guards holding rifles lined up in neat rows and walked from the right side of the street.

Their caravan was not noticeable in this city.

A tall ogre came towards them, and the guard of the caravan was so scared that he raised his shield and broke out in cold sweat.

"You, what are you going to do?"

The guard had encountered ogres in the wilderness, and his teammates were eaten alive. He knew the brutal nature of these monsters and was terrified of it.

But the ogre just glanced at him with disdain and snorted: "What a fussing country bumpkin, this is how you feel when you first come to the imperial capital"

"Yes, stupid and weak human."

Another ogre in a suit next to him was still echoing.

The two ogres left cursing, and the guard's back was soaked with sweat. He thought he was about to be eaten.

But they let him go just like that?

Seeing this scene, Joseph couldn't help but say: "Miss Heya, there is a question that I wanted to ask just now.

How did they suppress their nature? Those ogres and flying dragons are obviously the most brutal monsters.

How can they become like this now, and even abide by the order?"

Heya looked as if it was natural. She raised her head again and looked at the white altar in the sky.

She clasped her hands together and whispered, "Of course it's your Majesty's credit. His wisdom is as deep as the abyss. He has influenced these ignorant creatures and brought them the light of civilization."

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Joseph was silent.

Before coming to the empire, he had always thought that this was a place ruled by evil dragons and in dire straits.

People were imprisoned in huge mines, working tirelessly with heavy shackles, constantly producing deadly guns to satisfy the red dragon's endless greed for wealth.

The gap between the facts and his imagination was too big. In the guide's mouth, the dragon emperor was described as a glorious and majestic existence like the sun god, worshipped by countless people of the empire.

Looking at those particularly spectacular and unique buildings, Joseph really began to doubt that the red dragon had the so-called "divine power".

Otherwise, how could he turn the desolate and barren Anzeta into this in just over a decade?

"All people worship together, the great red dragon in the sky!"

"How can this favor be repaid? Your Majesty, let the springs of the mountains flow down to the plains, and let the rain moisten every place"

"Your Majesty is like the sun in the sky, and we are like seeds on the ground, with endless light shining on the earth, growing vigorously and finally becoming seedlings"

Suddenly, a melodious chanting sound came from afar, and the sound echoed in the city for a long time.

Joseph frowned: "This is..."

Herya listened to the familiar melody and said in surprise: "It's "Ode to Cassius"! What an auspicious song!"

"By the way, Mr. Joseph, it's February 29th, and the coronation day is coming soon. It's an annual event."

Herya's tone was excited.

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Joseph listened to the song "When will this favor be repaid?" in his ear, and fell into silence again, and even began to doubt himself.

If the people of this country are all in this fanatical and confident state, then the danger level of the Burning Empire will be even higher. (End of this chapter)