By the middle of March, the chill of winter had dissipated a lot, and although it was not very warm, spring had indeed arrived. After a winter of hard time, the plane tree took the lead in bringing greenery to the imperial capital, on both sides of the wide avenue of Deweide, the plane tree that issued new branches has begun to support the green guard of honor, and the most famous triumphal avenue of Dewei was decorated with a green guard of honor, no longer there is a winter killing, but a little more fresh.

It was at such a time of year that Jerichault's carriage traveled along the Boulevard de Triumph. After nearly two days of train travel, the Jericho siblings finally arrived at the capital of the empire, the city of Deweide, which was highly anticipated. Although they didn't bring any servants with them, the Jericho family was an imperial nobleman after all, and compared to some post-revolutionary upstarts, the Jericho family could be said to be the most orthodox aristocratic blood. Therefore, before coming to Deweide, Sven had already hired a servant, as for housing, how could the Jericho family not have a mansion in the imperial capital?

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have been able to imagine the prosperity of the imperial capital based on the words of the books and the descriptions of others. Sophia sat in the carriage and poked her head around rather restlessly, not out the carriage window looking out the pedestrians and passing carriages on the avenue. Not only the huge flow of people, but also the costumes of those people in the imperial capital to show off their wealth and nobility, and the dazzling decorations on the carriages, all show off the prosperity of the imperial capital.

"Sit down. Swain hardpulled Sophia, who was almost half of her body out of the window, back and pressed her to the seat. He didn't seem to have a special feeling for the prosperity of the imperial capital, no emotion, no amazement, and he didn't even move his expression.

The young girl, who had been taught by her brother, immediately returned to the posture of a lady, and years of etiquette education had laid a quiet foundation for her character, so that although the girl's nature made her extremely active in these novelties, she was able to regain her calm at once.

"Brother, are you familiar with the Imperial Capital?" the girl looked at her brother curiously, "You don't seem to be interested here." ”

"Do you think what you see now is the imperial capital?" Swain asked the girl rhetorically.

Sophia was asked by this answer, she frowned her little eyebrows, pondered for a while, but still had no result, and could only ask her brother with a puzzled face: "I don't quite understand what you mean, are there any other imperial capitals?"

"Remember the saying: 'Glory to Siliul, prosperity to virtue'. The so-called imperial capital is just a microcosm of the empire. Swain stroked Sophia's head, and there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"I don't understand. This time, Sophia simply didn't want to do it, and directly lied to her brother, "Just tell me directly, I don't understand what you are saying." Sophia grabbed Sven's arm, her head digging into Sven's arms. The excitement of coming to the imperial capital made her a little presumptuous.

"In the last era, before the empire was established, Dewei was only the capital of the kingdom of Dehebas, and it was far from prosperous. At that time, there were also the kingdoms of Gwenes and Brecenyog in the vicinity of Dehebas, and there were unstable Gwent and Glamorgan, and it was very difficult to unify Siliul. Until the 3rd century of the Age of Knights, the then King of Dehebas, Midletus I, married Queen Bortisia of the Eastern Kingdom of Essini, through the power of the two kingdoms. Only then did the pace of unification gradually begin. At that time, the kingdom of Esini belonged to the Great Empire of the North Sea and did not belong to the legal scope of Siliul, so at that time, Midletus I sent his army to disguise himself as a robber and use Esini as a springboard to plunder the tribes in the North Sea Empire. This plundering continued throughout the time of Midletus I, and was not until his son, Edney Wayne I, succeeded to the throne with both Dehebas and Esini. And the wealth that Middlelets plundered was incalculable, and with this wealth income, Dewei became the richest city in Siliur. 'Glory to Siliur' refers to the unification and expansion of the Siliul Empire, and 'Prosperity to Deweide' means that the prosperity of De Wei comes from the wealth obtained in the war. ”

Sophia blinked, staring at her brother. "Do you mean that behind the city's prosperity is blood and crime?"

"No," Sven shook his head, "there is no sin in wealth, and there is no sin in people." ”

Sophia tilted her head, completely confused. "I'm getting more and more incomprehensible, you're talking too profoundly. ”

"You're only fifteen years old, so it's not surprising that you don't understand. Swain pulled his sister out of his arms and rubbed her head as he wentled her long hair, "But that doesn't mean you don't need to listen." ”

"So one day I'll understand, right?" said Sophia, arranging her messed hair. She understood the hint in this sentence.

Swain didn't continue to talk to his sister at length, as if his rare conversation about sex had been consumed by this large passage. He just looked at the gorgeous scenery outside the window, looked at this much-anticipated city with indifferent eyes, and muttered: "Prosperity belongs to virtue." ”

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The Red Windmill is the most famous café on the Triumph Avenue, and it is said that His Majesty Nicholas I, the current Emperor, loved this open-air café for ten minutes when he was still the crown prince, although this is just a rumor, but the favorite of the people in the market is such a gossip, so this café has always been the most famous café on the Triumph Avenue, and this open-air café now has its own store on the Triumph Avenue, where every inch of land is valuable. However, anyone who has actually tasted this coffee knows that the coffee here is not something that ordinary people can enjoy, in every sense of the word.

Located in the middle of the Avenue of Triumph, this café already has a view of the Tiamat Palace, where the emperor lived. As the Jericho family's carriage passed by, Swain took a look at the famous café with interest. Despite its reputation, the open-air coffee table is not well seated, with only a few tables occupied. And among these people, there is a pair that is indeed extremely conspicuous, even a guy like Swain, can't help but look at it a few more times.

It was a man and a woman, like a father and daughter, or at least it looked like father and daughter. The girl doesn't seem special, maybe it's a little different from others if you look closely, for example, wearing a men's dress and a tongue depressor, although she doesn't deliberately hide her gender, but because she has short hair, she looks like a tomboy. Compared with the current feminine aesthetic fashion of gorgeous skirts and gemstone jewelry, this is a bit special, but it is not out of the category of ordinary people, at most it has a unique neutral beauty.

And the man next to her, his image is simply unforgettable, of course, maybe part of the reason why the red windmill has so few guests today is that he is sitting here. The man sat in a chair, taller than many people stand, and if he stood up, he would be more than two meters tall, he would be a giant. And his head, or the whole head, was hairless, and it was bare, and it was not clear whether there were eyebrows or not—at least not from Sven's distance, and as for looking closer, no one would want to be that close to this strange man. And his face, to be honest, after seeing such a head, probably no one will pay too much attention to what the face looks like, his face also looks like a bad person, hooked nose, deep eye sockets, probably this person is a textbook typical of the wicked. If this man was dressed as a gangster, it would be conspicuous, but it would not be strange—wouldn't it be the most natural thing for the gangsters to look like this? And he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which looked like a banker or a university professor, and it was so strange that such an outfit such a person was so strange that the clothes on his body were bulging with that muscle. Probably everyone's first reaction when they saw this strange person was that this dress was worn by the wrong person.

Swain was stunned by the strange dissonance, and his gaze lingered for so long that the strange man noticed his gaze. But this strange fellow didn't look angry, maybe he was used to such a gaze, and he nodded to Swain amicably, which was kind of a hello. Sven in the carriage had a puzzled look in his eyes, and gradually walked away with the carriage.

"What's wrong?" asked the girl sitting across from him, sucking up the juice from the glass in front of her. However, although she asked the question, her tone was a little weak, and she seemed to just ask casually, not really caring.

"Ah, seeing a family crest that I haven't seen for 40 years, I can't help but feel a little emotional. The man replied with a smile.

"Forty years, I was not born forty years ago, even my father was still babbling, and you still remember a family crest you saw at that time. The girl didn't react much to the man's incongruous smile, but just lay listlessly on the table, tilting her head to watch the people on the road.

"If you've lived that long, like me, you'll find that you'll remember a lot of small things, because there's so much time. ”

"But boring is still boring, and nothing will change, will it?"

"That's not going to work, Artmis, you can't be the head of the Hecate family if you're so cynical. ”

"I just think this stuff is boring, is that also cynical?"

"This is cynicism," the man's face turned stern, and he put on a lesson of lessons, "to think that you have nothing to do with yourself, that you are not interested in anything, that you are detaching yourself from this society, that you are abandoning your duties, this is cynicism." Sometimes doing nothing doesn't mean you don't make a mistake, and doing nothing is sometimes a mistake in itself. You should be a little more positive, Miss Artmise Diana Noe Hecate. ”

"Alright, alright, I see, Manfred. The girl became impatient, and had to sit up straight and look at the man named Manfred, "You're even more annoying than my father." ”

"Marcos Simian really didn't discipline you well, he was just too elegant, even if he taught his children a rough tone. ”

"Well, yes. Attmis surprisingly agrees with this, "He's just boring." ”

"Forget it, you can always get the topic further and further away. Manfred stood up and placed a few bills on the table, "We need to get down to business first." ”

Artemis shrugged and followed Manfred out of the Red Pinwheel.

As soon as the two left, the waiter came to clean up the table. Of course, the money on the table will be a little more for gratuities, and because he is a regular customer, the waiter also knows very well that this strange-looking guest is actually quite generous, although he looks like a very vicious man, but in fact he is a very kind gentleman. The two of them didn't order much, and Artemis only needed a glass of juice, which was the most common among guests who came to the Red Windmill. Although the red windmill is famous, when it comes to coffee, few people can drink it here, and most of the famous guests experience a feeling of despair after the first sip. Of course, it is not without sincere favorites, such as that Mr. Manfred, and the legendary His Majesty Nicholas I.

When the waiter took away the coffee cup that Manfred had left behind, he suddenly found a briefcase under the chair where Manfred was sitting. The waiter hurried to look for the gentleman, but when he looked back, there was no sign of Manfred on the street. Although Manfred's characteristics make him stand out by his height even in the crowd, I don't know if it's because there are too many people on the Boulevard de Triumph, or because Manfred is walking too fast, he can't be found at all.

The waiter sighed, and had to leave the briefcase first, anyway, the gentleman was a regular customer, and it would be better to return it to him the next time he came.