How to describe the imperial capital of the Betley Kingdom may be a very difficult question for Birmingham, at this moment sitting in the carriage of Frona in Birmingham through the breeze floating curtains, for this Betley emperor has the most intuitive feeling, that is, prosperity. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Birmingham never imagined that a city would be so prosperous, even if Frona's carriage had the Violet family flag on it, but it was no different to the pedestrians on the road, they played and laughed as usual, and only slightly turned sideways to the Violet family, or stopped, took off their hats, and no pedestrian suddenly fell to his knees and respectfully saw off Frona's carriage.

"Isn't that strange?" said Flora lifted the curtains, and a beautifully wrapped bouquet flew in through the window and landed in Frona's arms, and a young merchant laughed heartily when he saw his bouquet thrown into the carriage of the Grand Duke Violet, and put his top hat on his chest.

Frona didn't even raise the bouquet in her hand at the young businessman, indicating that she had received the young businessman's kindness, and then turned her head to see the Birmingham people who were obviously short-circuited, but only Tina agreed with Frona's behavior just now.

"This is the nobles of the Betley Kingdom, no, it should be the nobles of the Betley Imperial Capital, Yasar. Flora seemed to be very proud of what she had just done, and the natural aristocratic aura in her tone was vividly displayed at this moment, and the purple eyes unique to the Violet family also revealed unparalleled beauty at this time.

Yes, this is Yasar, synonymous with prosperity in the ancient saying, here, everything is for service, everything is for prosperity, here the merchants are not so unbearable, but in Yasar, a successful big businessman is enough to attract the attention of His Majesty the Emperor, which is why the organizers of the important tea parties of the royal family are generally presided over by the large chamber of commerce of Betley, King Betley attaches so much importance to the merchants, making the entire imperial capital one of the best commercial cities on the pan-continent, and its prosperity is probably only once every ten years The metropolis can overwhelm Yasar, the development of prosperity and the importance of merchantsThere is also the suppression of the nobles by His Majesty the King today, which has caused the nobles' land to begin to plummet, and some people even proposed in the court meeting that in addition to retaining some old families that have made outstanding contributions to the Betley Kingdom, they can try to ban the titles and privileges of some minor nobles, although the initiator of this proposal was found dead in the sewers of the imperial capital on the second day of the proposal, but his remarks still set off a huge wave in the entire Betley Kingdom, which is one of the reasons why the Simmel Sword Saint Society was arbitrated.

The reason why a swordmaster with the pinnacle of strength in the continent would accept His Majesty's arbitration proposal was that the forces behind Simmel's swordmaster wanted to use this arbitration to test His Majesty.

"You mean, the person who proposed it was the hand of Simmel's Sword Saint?" Xiao Elle felt very unbelievable that a Sword Saint would act as a killer, the status of the Sword Saint is not something that ordinary people can imagine, and being able to instruct a Sword Saint to do the next three indiscriminate deeds is really a bit of a little Erie's speech.

"No, it's not the Sword Saint Simmel's hand, but it's no different from the Sword Saint, the official who killed the proposer is the chief disciple of the Sword Saint Simmel, according to the guards of the imperial capital, they found the sword spike left by the Sword Saint Simmel's disciple next to the corpse, and the Sword Saint's eldest disciple during the investigation also admitted that he was not in his mansion on the night of the murder. Frona shook her head, lifted the curtains on the side, the coachman's posture was very good, and before she knew it, the carriage had gradually left the crowd, and the surrounding scenery had changed from a dazzling array of shops to brightly armored guards, and it seemed that it was almost to the aristocratic quarter.

"With such a point, His Majesty the King of Betley would dare to judge the Sword Saint Simmel?" Little Ellie was very disdainful of this reason, as a great magician, the concept of power as everything had long been imprinted in her bones, which is why the Magicians Guild maintained a transcendent status and was never shaken.

"Naturally not, it was Simmel Sword Saint who consciously accepted His Majesty's arbitration. ”

"They want to test King Betley's bottom line in such a hard-hitting way. The female man Longsword is worthy of being a well-informed person, although this boast has never been approved by Birmingham, but this answer attracted a nod of approval from Frona.

And just when a few people were puzzled by the Sword Master's approach, the carriage that was moving smoothly slowly stopped with a crisp whip. The coachman opened the beautifully decorated curtain a little anxiously, this old coachman who had served the Violet family for more than ten years, but his face at the moment was rare with a hint of urgency.

"Miss, the sign of the Sword Master. The moment the coachman lifted the curtain, some warm sunlight shone in, and at the same time there was a plain carriage quietly parked in front of it, and the emblem of the seven long swords was very eye-catching carved in front of the carriage, but the carriage seemed to be unhuman, and even the yellow horse pulling the carriage was bored and knocked on the ground under his feet.

Frona saw the scene in front of her, her beautiful eyebrows were also tightly wrinkled, and she bent down and walked out of the car, the surrounding scene suddenly became broader, the scenery on both sides of the western-style buildings abounded, and the flags of different shapes stretched out of the wall without disguise, the signs on the flags were in different styles, and the guards around them changed their formations every once in a while and walked neatly across the wide avenue.

"This is the aristocratic district?" followed Flora out of Birmingham was a little surprised, this kind of almost identical houses were almost all over the sides of the street, only different flags allowed Birmingham to find out their differences, how could this aristocratic district not be as prosperous and gorgeous as the place they had just come, although he only saw the tip of the iceberg of Yasar in the carriage, but the aristocratic district in front of him still made him a little disappointed.

"No, this is only the west side of the noble district, if I am not mistaken, this area should be the noble realm of the Simmel Sword Saint, old John, how did you get it, how did you bring the carriage here, this should not be the same road as His Majesty's palace. Frona frowned deeply, looking at the old coachman's eyes with a hint of suspicion, at this point in time when the undercurrent was surging, the old coachman's behavior was really a little weird.

"Miss, you have to believe me, I just followed the usual route, and I didn't expect it?" Old John, the coachman, defended himself anxiously, and he himself did not expect that he would one day make the mistake of a road idiot.

And just as Frona was suspicious of her coachman, a chill ran down Frona's backbone to her beautiful neck, and Frona shivered unconsciously, and a sweet voice came from the carriage of Sword Saint Simmel.

"My dear sister, you're finally back!"