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Chapter 117 Awakening the Flame
Soon, the time came to night, and the sun fell, replaced by a golden galaxy all over the sky.

The God of Holy Light embracing the starry sky gazes at the world, endlessly showering His grace on the world.

Wisps of star-like holy light fell down, hung on the spires of the palace and the church, and then turned into golden waterfalls and continued to scatter downwards. As a result, the entire upper half of the holy city drove away the night and was bathed in the river of light.

Dreamy.

Due to the inconsistency of the routes, only a part of the nobles rushed to the imperial city, and these people were all guided by priests one after another, and arrived at the 'Crystal Palace' in the upper area of ​​the imperial capital.

The nobles will rest here, waiting for the opening of the king's banquet.

This is a Gothic spire building built under the imperial palace and cross-arched by dozens of high towers and bridges. Most of the walls are almost made of jade and crystal, which can be described as shining, gorgeous and dazzling.

Look, what a beautiful kennel.

It has to be said that the king of Savore is willing to invest resources to receive his loyal dogs. After all, the nobles do their best to search for the people's fat and anointment for the royal family and the church every year, so the bones thrown to them must not be less.

The Crystal Palace can be said to satisfy the vanity of the nobles to a great extent, allowing them to live in it with peace of mind.

The evening banquet of the nobles has already begun.

A long red carpet covered with floor tiles, a long dining table that can accommodate a hundred people, and exquisite crystal chandeliers hang from the roof, and the psychedelic brilliance illuminates people's smiling faces.

And in the bright dining hall, countless brightly dressed aristocratic heirs gathered together in twos and threes, forming small groups one after another.

Laughter and laughter, push the cup for a change.

The entire hall is divided into two floors, the upper part is naturally prepared for the nobles' contemporary patriarchs, and the first floor area has become a social occasion for young nobles.

But no matter their age or where they are, almost all nobles put on the most decent and elegant posture, and no one wants to shame their family in front of everyone.

Except for a few people.

Roy found a dark corner with a floor-to-ceiling window. The boy looked lazy, holding a goblet, sipping expensive wine one by one, with a rather boring expression.

Interestingly, before entering the banquet, Edmund took the initiative to meet Roy alone. Although the Earl was terrified to death, he mustered up all his courage, just to beg Roy to put on a suit during the dinner. Dress decently.

This move is really ridiculous.

Under the earnest begging of the earl, for the sake of the 'image' of the Howard family, the boy reluctantly tidied up his appearance, tidied up his messy hair, and put on a decent black tuxedo, which looked pretty good People die like dogs.

It's just that he didn't intend to get involved in the boring social games among the nobles. If it wasn't for the church's suspicion of being alone in the room, Roy wouldn't have attended any noble dinners.

He turned his head, and through the crystal-made floor-to-ceiling windows, he cast his eyes on the capital of the Holy Emperor at night.

The boy's eyes fluctuated slightly, because... the night sky of the capital of the Holy Emperor is fake.

Roy has seen the real dark night before, and he is fighting the eternal struggle against the starry sky, unwilling to let a single bit of starlight seep in from the outside world.

But it is different here. The dazzling golden galaxy above the imperial city is obviously the projection left by the God of Holy Light in this world through faith.

It can be seen that the Holy Spirit is imitating the starry sky as much as possible.

Starting from the top of the city, the Storm Lord looked at the holy city of the believers of the Holy Light with great interest.

Surprisingly, although the entire imperial capital became more and more prosperous as it went higher, the number of people scattered throughout the city was inversely proportional to the prosperity of the city.

Not to mention the royal palace and the cathedral, only a few dozen people occupy the most magnificent palace in the world.

Further down is the bustling area of ​​the capital of the Holy Emperor. Those exquisite and gorgeous buildings are unscrupulously extended by the bridges of the towers, giving Roy a feeling of a central business district.

In addition to the 'Crystal Palace', the headquarters of the Knights Templar is also located nearby, and of course, the king's army is prostrate at his feet.

Here, let's call it the upper city of the imperial capital.

Go down along the tower...there are those relatively sparse buildings.

The gears were spinning, the machines were roaring, and the thick chimneys emitted hazy gray mist, further diluting the falling light.

All kinds of companies emerging in the new era are stationed here, providing life and blood for the operation of the city.

"A middle-level industrial area..." Roy muttered to himself.

Although it was late at night, there were still tired and numb people transporting construction materials, climbing towards the upper area of ​​the holy city, working as hard as tools.

Roy knew their jobs.

People have to use several neat towers around the palace as the base and foundation, and build a temporary site on it that can accommodate thousands of people.

The people of Zechariah IX are setting up the stage for their king, calling to the stars.

Roy saw a skinny old man gradually stagnate. The floor tiles on his back hit the ground heavily, and the old man fell straight on the ground without breathing.

However, the laborers around the old man were still moving forward, as if they didn't see the scene in front of them.

Soon, a cursing supervisor came over, he put the floor tiles on the shoulders of another worker, and then he dragged the old man's legs and threw it from the edge of the tower like throwing garbage ...

The beautiful scenery of the golden star river flowing on the eaves quickly passed by the old man's dimmed cloudy pupils...

Snapped.

The aged corpse fell to the icy ground, splashing cold blood.

Those cloudy pupils were still not closed, and the dull pupils reflected the last scene of the imperial capital...

The roots of all the towers are nailed to the surface of the earth, and almost all the civilians in the imperial city live on the ground. Dense houses are spread around the towers, crowded together, and there are countless intricate patterns on the ground. dark alley.

The complex of buildings above the tower almost blocks all the light, so whether it is day or night, it is a shadowy darkness.

At this time, it was approaching midnight, and the mediocre people had finished the work of the day, and dragged their tired bodies back to the ground, preparing to spend the night in the dull and oppressive shadows.

No one cared about a falling body.

"Roy, Roy?"

Someone was calling softly beside his ear, and the boy finally came back to his senses. He raised his head and saw the beautiful face of the silver-haired girl.

She held a goblet that was exactly the same as Roy's in her hand, and the girl took the initiative to extend the wine glass over, and gently collided with the glass in Roy's hand.

"What are you thinking?" Natalie asked.

"I was thinking..." The young man suddenly smiled, "How should we save this dying City of Glory?"

He drank the spirits in one gulp, and Roy turned his head again, looking at the old man's lifeless eyes and the blood splattered on the ground.

The girl tilted her head, and she also turned her gaze out of the window, but only saw the splendid scenery of Guanghe.

"Now I figure it out."

The evil god was still whispering: "In this extremely filthy imperial city, only pain and blood can awaken the fire in people's hearts."

(End of this chapter)