She Is Not a Witch

Titania

This magnificent city with millions of people is so lively even at night, a large number of lights are dotted on the ground, looking down from the sky, it looks like a sea of ​​orange lights.

A crow with dark gray and blue feathers flew in the night sky and landed on the spire of a tall clock tower. The dark eyes followed the head from time to time, looking at the carriages and pedestrians passing by in the street below.

In the theater with colorful tiles, there was a faint sound of music, followed by complicated and enthusiastic applause. On the side of the street outside, black magical locomotives were parked one after another. From time to time, housekeepers and attendants in black deacon uniforms came back and forth. They came to the night market beside them, looking for some delicious food to fill their stomachs. If you don't eat while the owner is watching in the theater, you will probably starve on the way back later.

These servants would also sit together, occasionally discussing current anecdotes and popular news.

"This is cold snow wine from the north. It tastes really good, especially when it's hot. It's cold and refreshing." A young man in a white shirt raised his wine glass and talked like those big shots.

"That's right, don't even look at the price tag. Only one bottle costs one silver coin. Although this kind of wine is a very low black iron grade, it is also a unique and extraordinary creation."

"Although it hurts a little, it's okay to drink it once in a while." These housekeepers and attendants are treated well. Compared with those who work **** the street, they can be said to be enviable people.

"Adults definitely don't like it, but it's a good enjoyment. I followed my master to the Viscount Xibo's house as a guest. At that time, they served a kind of extraordinary wine with a gold rating. The liquid in it was like the sky. The moonlight, light blue and white, never interrupts the change, it is said that it is the fine wine brought from the far east." A servant with a golden thread pattern on his chest said proudly.

"It's a pity that only adults can enjoy that kind of fine wine. I was lucky enough to taste a little bit because a young master was not interested and threw down the unfinished half glass."

"What does it feel like?"

"Yes, what's the smell, tell me quickly?" The other people were also full of curiosity, surprised how this gave him a chance to brag.

"Haha, it feels like the cold moonlight is melting in the throat, and I have become a breeze under the night, quiet and far away, making people addicted."

"Speaking so well, the feeling is beyond what you can describe." These acquaintances knew that this guy has so many words and expressive skills in his stomach.

"Ahem, this is what a poet at the banquet said at the time, but I think it's quite appropriate."

"All right, all right, you are really lucky, and you can still find a chance to drink some ink. I heard that extraordinary creations of that level are of great benefit."

"That's right. At that time, I was only at the level of Sequence 2, and I broke through to Sequence 3 shortly afterwards. I think this is the credit."

"Okay, don't talk about it anymore, besides, everyone really wants to beat you up." Others looked (not) envious.

"Haha, I see. Tonight I will treat everyone to barbecue. How about it? Recently, I found a new shop opened by an orc herdsman. The taste is very good, which is different from other shops in the imperial capital."

"Okay, let's go~" A few people simply ate something on the side of the street, and then walked into the street. Anyway, tonight's theater performance will not end until very late.

After all, it is a rare Twilight Troupe. This opera troupe, which is famous in the mainland, is highly respected even by the nobles of the imperial capital.

Orange gemstone street lamps illuminate the main streets of the imperial capital. In the flower beds along the street, roses of various colors are in bud. Occasionally, a pair of brightly dressed young people walk by, meeting in the dimly-lit park for a date.

After the return of the regent, although there were still many ups and downs in various parts of the empire, the bustle and luxury of the past gradually returned to the imperial capital. The nobles enjoyed the new technologies brought by the alchemists, such as magic locomotives, heating and Refrigeration devices, gramophone boxes, magic speakers, alchemy-charged gemstone lamps, etc.

These things made the lives of nobles more comfortable, and also attracted many nobles to invest money in it and develop various entertainment gadgets.

If those who have been to Mozwa are allowed to come here, they will find that the current imperial capital is becoming more and more similar to the past Mozwa.

Tall factory buildings were built in the fringe area of ​​the imperial capital, and various new creations were gradually put into production.

Spinning machine, soap factory, gunpowder refining factory, nitrate industry, alchemy workshop, etc., are gradually known to the people of the imperial capital.

Compared with the past, now a large number of factories are recruiting people, and there are a lot of homeless people on the street for a while, which makes many nobles nod and admire, and the scenery of the imperial capital has become much more pleasing to the eye.

"We have to find something for these idlers to do, so that they won't be cranky." The great nobles talked about it when they got together.

"It's really good. It will make money and keep these animals from causing trouble." Hanging an agate and jade pipe, an old nobleman nodded from time to time.

"It's just that some factories produce black smoke, which makes many forest elves disgusted. Last time, I made a report with Her Majesty the Queen in the meeting hall."

"Well, let them talk about it, anyway, there are not many elves left in the imperial capital. It's like what an elf poet said, yes, how did you say it?"

"How can a real elf stay in such a place full of copper smell and decay?" Another nobleman in a black gold dress reminded.

"That's right, that's right, that's it. If you don't like it, go back to your own Emerald Forest, and no one will stop you. Now it's the Canghong Empire, not the Green Empire in the past, haha."

Since the reorganization of the empire, the status of the elves has gradually declined. Although they are not the same as the common people, many nobles have gradually started making fun of the elves.

Compared to the past~www.readwn.com~there are indeed a lot fewer forest elves on the streets, most of them can't adapt to this gradually deteriorating atmosphere, and went to other parts of the empire.

However, there are also a small number of them left. These elves believe that there is nothing wrong with the craft, which is not yet perfect. They try to find ways to reduce pollution.

For the elves, watching the sewage flow into the river is more uncomfortable than punishing them. If it weren't for the fact that there are fewer seats for elves in the parliament now, the construction of many new factories would have been stopped long ago.

It's a pity that more and more nobles are profiting from these new industries, and more and more people support them, and the elves are gradually unable to resist such a powerful trend of the times.

Compared with the past, these nobles seem to have found a more convenient way to risk life and death, go to battle to kill the enemy, win military exploits and earn land and benefits.

As long as you spend some energy, build an alchemy workshop or a new type of factory, those new gadgets will be like printing money, and you will continuously roll gold coins into your pockets.

No one can resist such a temptation, just as the sun will eventually rise and set.