Ten miles out of the foothills of the Alps is the official road leading to Wiener. www.biquge.infoLancelot followed Frederick with twenty fine horsemen, and then led the army to stop at the foot of the mountain, and watched Frederick and the Empress go away, until the figure disappeared, and Lancelot turned back and led his army back to the division.

Along the way, Empress Elena always maintained a proud coldness, and did not say a word to Frederick. She tossed and turned to think of Frederick's aggressive long kiss.

She felt her anger had come too late. was kissed stupidly, and when she was pushed away, the shyness and horror in her heart slowly fermented into the anger that a lady should have, and this anger came too slowly, making her feel lowly. However, this fiery shyness, irritating fear, was a little sweet, so she ignored Frederick's recklessness and recklessness in order to be angry with herself.

Since being taken back to the Hofburg Imperial Palace, Elena's life has consisted only of etiquette, daily life, meeting her father, and studying governance. The "man" in government affairs is a kind of creature who is fanatically obsessed with authority, selfless in pursuit of medals, infinitely greedy for money, and extremely rude to conscience. This was true of Clemensen, and even more so of Prince Ferdinand and Oppenheimer. She couldn't hide her disgust for such men - she would only refrain from it in the presence of her father.

So Elena has nothing to do with love. But when her father told her to keep her chastity, he described to her the gravity of the defilement: adultery would bring unspeakable shame to the family, and would be inferior in the conclusion of a holy marriage, which was a terrible blow and a shameful betrayal of her father.

Elena suddenly lost her desire to explore the amorous aristocratic circle, and she couldn't get along with the old foxes in the palace. Frederick had the honor of being the last male primate biped to be alone with Elena.

"It's all because I accidentally left him alone...... In the future, just try to keep Lily around. Elena tried to excuse Frederick. She thought of those amorous aristocrats, who could restrain the surging hormones. The love karmic fire that used to be a cold bystander finally burned on herself, and Elena was actually indecisive.

That's why Elena magnanimously hung Frederick instead of beheading him on the spot.

Frederick, after trying to make eye contact, noticed her reserve, and was kind enough to maintain ceremonial respect, and did not do anything excessive to the emperor.

After half a day's journey, the glittering Danno River splits the view, dividing the magnificent continent into two banks, and the magnificent "Vena City", the capital of the HRE Empire, jumps out of the horizon and clings to the vast river surface, spreading out in the field of vision. The meritorious hundred-mile city wall and 11 tall fortresses glittered with golden light under the scorching sun, showing off the impregnability of the first city in the mainland.

Inside the meandering city walls are the glamorous Gothic spire towers, which are dotted with the greenery of the gardens. And high up in the city, is the Belvedere of Prince Eugen, which guards the most important hero's mile in the city, and even far outside the city, you can see the angular white building reflecting the light, like a diamond dotted in the garden capital.

And this Hero's Avenue, along the terrain, winds its way up to the Hofburg Imperial Palace. This majestic garden palace stands proudly in the middle of the capital, overlooking the magnificent city. It is so magnificent that even the main hall of the imperial palace is divided into two courts, the upper palace and the lower palace, which are used for feasting and living respectively. This beautiful royal complex has completely transformed the mountains into extravagant gardens, which makes people admire the majesty of the imperial city, only know that there is a city in the city, but do not know that there are mountains in the city.

Glory painter and useless knight Florian admired Frederick's side from the bottom of his heart: "Magnificent, magnificent, this is the capital! ”

Frederick was not offended. He looked at the dome of the Hofburg Imperial Palace exposed on the city wall, and muttered excitedly: "Ten strong walls, stretching for a hundred miles, and eleven strong castles, easy to defend and difficult to attack." Even the Ottoman cavalry that swept across the Eastern Continent stopped in front of this fortified city - worthy of a hegemonic city that will never fall!"

Farragut and the sullen scout Lerma stopped, turned to look at Frederick and said, "This is also a cannibalistic city. It is full of nobles, which not only brings together the trade routes of the whole continent, but also tears huge interests and power. Once in the city, either we are eaten by the city, or we conquer the city. Your Highness, don't you regret it?"

Frederick laughed, and the prancing horse shouted, "Who can eat my Frederick? Of course I will conquer it! In the future, it will be the first fortress I will march north! Come, run faster than whom!" In the midst of the heroic laughter, Frederick took the lead and rode his horse to Vener.

Florian was thinking of his brother in Wiener, and he was already excited, laughing and riding after him. Farragut smiled bitterly, suddenly roared "ride", and slapped his horse to catch up without admitting defeat.

The sullen scout squinted his eyes and sighed: "Run, run, do you dare to enter the city before the empress?"

Elena urged the horse to slow down in the center of the knights, and saw the three yellow dusts slowly moving towards Wiener, feeling that the blue-haired lord in the lead was obviously two years older than herself, but like a reckless and hot-blooded ADHD child, she felt that he was warm and cute without warning, and shook her head with a smile: "It's really troublesome." ”

Filia snorted contemptuously and said seriously, "I'll come back in disgrace when I'm tired of running." You see, they've realized they're waiting for us. ”

Lily looked down and sneered.

Rumors had long spread in the city of Wiener, and when she heard that Her Majesty had returned from slaying the dragon with her army, she was immediately overjoyed, and thousands of people gathered on both sides of the Avenue of Heroes to pay homage to the fire dragon. The Habs Royal Janissaries were stationed on the left and right of the avenue early in the morning, lined up the human walls, but still could not hold back the enthusiasm of the citizens, the Praetorian Guards were staggered by the crowd, and before the Empress entered the city, flowers flew to the ground.

The cafes and residential buildings on both sides of the Avenue of Heroes were overcrowded, and balconies and windows were opened, and onlookers were waiting to see the empress.

When the Queen's Order appeared on the horizon, the three-story dome to the south of Vena had already risen, and the wide Iron Thorn Suspension Bridge was lowered with a "squeak", and a group of nobles galloped out, dismounted outside the moat, staring at the scorching sun and waiting.

Standing at the forefront were the two commanders of the Royal Praetorian Guard.

The two supreme commanders have very different factions and backgrounds. The commander on the left was Griffith Farina, a brave and aggressive man, dressed in a new white trench coat, with two scarlet ribbons slanted diagonally across his chest, one hanging from his left waist with a scabbard and the other hanging from his right with a flint musket. He stood with a straight face and a gorgeous feathered hat, and the tassels of the golden epaulettes hung straight down so that he could not move at all.

The right commander looked graceful and dashing, he pressed the sword at his waist, stood for a while, his snow-white military coat quietly hung down to his knees, revealing his dark riding boots, carrying a pair of black gloves, smiling and fanning lightly, looking at his colleagues who were sitting on an equal footing: "Griffiths, they still have to grind for half an hour." Take it easy. ”

He was Ryan von Correte, a native of Bafarian and originally from Fort William, and had a younger brother named Florian, known as the Glory Painter and the Useless Knight, who crumbly guarded the family's seat in the Council of the Round Table for his brother.