When he saw his eldest son, Aiolus, in the Cluster World, Muria knew that he was already a grandfather, and although he was not ready, this did not prevent him from having a grandson or granddaughter.

Of course, for such a thing, Muria easily accepted it, after all, it was a son. But when she thinks of her daughter, Muria can't accept the fact that she has become her grandfather.

So, with a very entangled mentality, Muria appeared in the Senapus subcontinent, the core territory of the empire he had built, and the prosperity of the empire came into his eyes.

Under the sky dome, in the clouds, there are no attack facilities, just a fleet of floating ships with the ability to defend against natural disasters such as hurricanes, giving Muria a glimpse of the empire he has built and the prosperity it is today.

Luo Tianjing, who was like a divine wheel, slowly rotated behind his back, so that everything in the airspace of Muria was under control, and the scene he saw made him quite satisfied.

According to common sense, caravans that are out and about will inevitably be escorted by mercenaries, and slightly larger chambers of commerce will even form their own escort teams.

Moreover, those merchant ships built for the main purpose of commerce will also have strong defensive capabilities and certain offensive capabilities, which are correctly called armed merchant ships.

However, the floating fleet that Muria has seen now has very few mercenary escorts, and most of the ships do not have any lethal facilities, which is enough to reflect the security situation in the empire he founded.

In the empire, even if the merchants who are traveling abroad all the year round do not carry weapons, it is needless to say what the situation of ordinary people is, and by extension, the living standards of the people of the empire will not be too bad.

Thinking of this, Muria's face couldn't help but smile, if in a country, ordinary people regard weapons as a necessary thing in their homes, and if they don't have weapons, they will feel uneasy, then how sad it will be in such a country.

Fortunately, however, his empire did not fall into such a situation, which shows that his descendants have governed the empire well.

"Sinapus!"

Muria's mind moved, and he flew towards the imperial capital, which was unique among many countries, and his flying speed was not too fast, because he was using Luo Tianjing to observe that after his abdication and decentralization, his descendants governed the empire for hundreds of years.

The general atmosphere is peaceful and stable, but there are also some dark things that are unwilling to enter the eyes, but these flaws are harmless, after all, even true gods cannot be perfect.

After all, the difficulty of his empire's governance far exceeded that of the top ten empires of the Central Continent, and it was not at the same level at all. The main reason for this is that the individual ethnic groups that make up an empire are too complex.

In an ordinary country, where there are more than three ethnic groups, it can be regarded as a mixed country, because of the differences in individual life forms, speech and culture between races, it is very easy to break out various conflicts, and the ruling class does not know how difficult it is to govern than a single-race country.

The Senapus Empire is even stronger, and there are more than double digits of races in its empire that can obtain citizenship at birth, including but not limited to dragons, giants, elves, dwarves, halflings, gnomes, naga, merfolk, centaurs, harpies and other intelligent races.

These life groups that are not at the same level of life live together on a subcontinent, and the difficulty of their rulers can be imagined. But fortunately, distance produces beauty, and a vast empire can accommodate these races.

"It's hard work for them. Muria, who knew very well how bad the emperor was, sighed.

Conflicts between different races will break out due to their differences in life forms, and the probability of conflicts between the same races is no less than this. Because the dragon clan and the elf clan are just a general term.

The dragon clan is divided into more than ten kinds, such as metal dragons, five-color dragons, gem dragons, sub-iron dragons, etc., and the giant clans can also be divided into more than ten species, such as storm giants, mountain giants, and tidal giants, and the same is true for dwarves. Even the most peaceful elves can be divided into relatively united and harmonious surface elves and drow elves.

These races, if not to mention others, require very different living environments and control completely different forces, and the mental energy required to rule and manage these races is enough to drive any ruler crazy.

However, the reason why these ethnic groups can coexist in the theory of a kingdom is purely because the supreme ruler of this kingdom has the blood of the extreme dignity.

Even if the emperor of Sinapus has been passed down to the third generation, it is enough to suppress all the ethnic groups in the empire, because as long as he is not brain-dead, he will not make too much trouble, after all, once he incurs the disgust and anger of the royal family, the world is so big that there is no place for it.

"Well, that's good!"

Even if Muria could slow down his flight, he could directly see the more than 100 floating cities suspended between heaven and earth, slowly moving—Sinapus.

What can make Muria marvel is naturally the number of these floating cities, and nothing else. After all, Sinapus's plan to rebuild the floating city was completed before Muria's abdication.

All his descendants could do was build more floating cities on top of his original ones, adding to the size of the imperial capital of Sinapus.

And it was this scale that amazed Muria, who remembered that the number of cloud islands he had obtained from the Wind King Eagle was as high as one hundred and thirty-two, and at this time, the number of floating cities that made up Sinapus was as high as one hundred and seventy-eight.

This surplus floating city is naturally not transformed from Cloud Island, and although the special natural creation of Cloud Island is not less, it is not too much.

Moreover, building a floating city based on Cloud Island is purely a flattering act. For an empire, the standard floating city is the right way to be vigorously developed.

"I don't know how many floating cities the Empire has now? ”

Seeing the current Sinapus, Muria's thinking couldn't help but expand, he didn't think that the new floating city of Sinapus was all the new war fortresses of the empire, it should be only a part, after all, there was no reason to hoard all the imperial heavy weapons such as the floating city in the imperial capital.

......

"The forest elves have clashed with the drow elves again! Alas, this is the first time since I ascended the throne? Isn't it true that these elves are very peace-loving?

In the imperial palace, a young man wearing a crown of twelve years rubbed his eyebrows while looking at the documents in his hand, feeling a little tired, he didn't know how many times he had dealt with such a thing.

It's nothing more than beating twice at the same time, imposing a heavier penalty on the party who provokes the trouble first, and then there is no more. Because he had no choice, the Empire had arranged the residence of the forest elves and drow elves as far away as possible.

But even so, there will be some elves who leave their places of residence and go out to travel, and then they will do it without saying a word. Fortunately, it is only such a small conflict, so its scale will always be at the level of fighting, and it is impossible to rise to the level of war.

"Having said that, can't the Elder change the doctrine and change the way of the sacrifice? Alas, if there is an elder who can come forward for me, I don't have to worry about such things. ”

The young emperor knew very well where the conflict between the elves and the drow in the empire was. Initially, it was because of the spider goddess Rose, who had a great hatred for the elven gods, but after the evil god was hammered to the point of isolation by his Titan ancestors, most of Drow's faith inevitably fell into the hands of the daughter of the evil god, the dark girl Elisetsu.

The teachings of this goddess are relatively peaceful, and she is a true god of order and goodness in her own right. But the problem lies in the goddess's extremely open rituals.

Because this goddess herself is a god with a more unrestrained temperament and does not like things outside the body, the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, which also leads to the fact that most of the Drow believers who believe in this goddess are also more unrestrained.

Therefore, in the eyes of the traditional forest elves, the drow elves, who are much less aggressive than before, still belong to the unacceptable category and should be spurned by the elves.

"If that's the case, I can handle it for you. A somewhat leisurely voice sounded in the empty hall, which suddenly woke up the helpless emperor.

"Who?"

With this shout, the array patterns loomed in the air, and the space froze as a result.

"Your father, is it Aeolos?"

Muria's figure slowly appeared from nothing, looking at this young man with a somewhat immature face, but he had begun to have the majesty of the emperor.

"Which ancestor are you?"

The moment he saw Muria, the resonance from the bloodline made the emperor, who had not been on the throne for a long time, relax his vigilance, after all, the bloodline is difficult to fake.

And with the current world pattern, there are existences that can attack him in the imperial palace, but unless their heads are pumped, none of these existences will appear in front of him.

"My name is Muria. Muria introduced herself with a smile, a gentle tone and a calm attitude.

"Grandfather?"

A young man with a pair of small dragon horns on his forehead stood up and looked at the young man in front of him with a look of surprise, and then he looked at the existence in front of him whose face was somewhat similar to his father, but he also believed a little, but there was still a little doubt in his heart.

As a result, chains condensed from different elements and with powerful sealing power appeared in the air, and then bound towards Muria's body, and there were also more powerful spells condensed in the air, locking Muria.