Black Dragon Code

After entering the city, Sotana found something wrong. This is obviously a fortress city that is one hundred and eighty thousand kilometers away from the king city and used as a defense against foreign countries. Why does it look like the commercial city in his impression? The road was covered with gray and black gravel, and the other trails were paved with cobblestones. Even the simplest alleys were no exception. No muddy ground could be seen.

The key lies in the width of the street. Sotana does not know how the city is designed, but the main road is too wide. It is normally too rich and can accommodate almost ten carriages in parallel.

"It was designed for that guy."

The members of the business group in the north seemed to see his doubts and took out a black purse from his arms: "Everything in this country needs to consider its existence."

"Can I see it?"

Sotana turned his head and asked. As an excellent businessman, maximizing benefits has become their instinct. If he can communicate with the Black Dragon Emperor, he may be able to tap more opportunities waiting for development.

"I'm afraid ... difficult."

This is definitely a difficult problem at this stage. The embarrassed expression on the officer's face: "You know, we have just entered the North, and we are not stable. The actual power in this country is some monsters that are difficult to communicate, and there is no room for operation. . "

Sotana nodded and no longer spoke.

"What way is this?"

Nasha looked at the floor of the main road below her feet: "It feels good to walk, it's strangely flat."

"It doesn't seem to have a name yet."

The approaching officer said: "They used a gray powder mixed with stone to spread it out. After watering, they repeatedly rolled it with polished rolling stones until the ground became flat."

"Are there any casters involved?"

Sotana, who secretly heard this, bent down and touched two on the ground, pointing, "Is there a detailed record of the production process for this material? Has the caster done a material deconstruction?"

"This ... we heard that this is just the underlying structure and hasn't really taken shape, so ..."

The officer explained with sweat, and saw that Sotana's face changed from sunny to overcast, and he decisively changed: "I'll send someone to do it right away!"

As we went deeper into the city, the surface was finally gone. Sotana saw that many houses on both sides of the path were being demolished, including mud houses and wooden houses. Although they were not good houses, they were far from uninhabitable. To the point.

"It's pitiful." Nasha said his thoughts. "These people have angered the Dragon Lord, so are they being kicked out?"

"No, these are all houses to be rebuilt."

"reconstruction?"

Nasha asked, "Why?"

"Probably because of urban planning. The laws of this country are too harsh."

The guides somehow sighed: "The newly built houses are all the same masonry houses. No matter if the lease is purchased, the public is not allowed to expand privately, and they must submit an application to the city hall."

Masonry house? All?

After catching the point, Sotana couldn't believe his ears. This is even more exaggerated than a multi-ethnic country. Does the country's ruler have a concept of the cost of building such a house? This barren soil can't support such a splurge, let alone the treasure of the Black Dragon Emperor's treasure, plus the ten richest ancient dragons!

Unless you grab it.

Yeah, just grab it. After thinking about this, Sotana's surging mood calmed down again. The black dragon monarch is not a good man. It is an executioner and a robber. Maybe that guy had this intention from the beginning, so Only dare to splurge like this.

In this way, the group gradually came to a two-story building.

"This is what we said before. We bought this temporary residence. The servants have been cleaned and you can join the Lord at any time. In addition, as long as the law of the Black Wing Court is not in the city, security is Can be guaranteed. "

The officer said, "Mr. Sotana, if there are no more questions, I will not disturb you and wish you a good night's dream."

Such a house looks too aggressive in the eyes of Sotana, but it is clean and solid, and it has to be said that it is suitable for civilian living. If the cost is relatively low, it has certain commercial value, but it cannot be transplanted to other already formed Country, after all, no country can be as wild as Northland.

Although the journey was long and the boat was exhausting, Sotana was still full of energy. After a simple three-hour nap, he re-dressed and walked into the deep night with his guard.

Sunrise and sunset are the basic norms of Eladia, but it is also a measure of the prosperity of a city. It can pierce the bubble in the night and see the true meaning of a city.

Sonata, who went out at night, was somewhat uneasy. This was a risk. Although members of the business group had repeatedly emphasized safety issues, he was more willing to believe his eyes. Countless monsters passed through his brain. God knew Will this well-ordered town during the day turn into an abyss of drinking blood at night?

As he had guessed, the night was quiet, and no longer the bustling scene of daytime, and occasionally one or two distorted shadows passed through the dark corners, making it even more frightening.

The city couldn't support the night activities, it was already a dream but there seemed to be an exception.

"Dirge Tavern" never snoozes. No matter in any city of the Black Wing Empire, since it opened, it has always stood in the most prosperous part of the city and has never closed its doors. Energy and money, gains and losses, but still have not changed ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Dirge Tavern sells wine, ale and northern spirits to merchants, adventurers, blacksmiths and singers, even fierce humanoids will enter Among them, the nobles and believers of the city are frequent visitors here.

But the most attractive thing about the Elegy Tavern is not the wine, but the brand.

"Toast for the Black Dragon Emperor!"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a loud shout, and the drunk alcoholic was drinking himself: "The pub is the world!"

The hustle and bustle of popularity eased his nervousness along the way, but immediately, such remarks made Sotana have a satirical smile in his mouth. Those who can say such things are either stupid or bad. Or both.

Cheers for the Black Dragon Emperor?

Don't these guys know how the Black Dragon Targaryen ruled the North? They have no dignity at all? Or willing to be the slave of the evil dragon?

To his surprise, such a voice actually received a small range of recognition and response.