Beadra and Aihuas walked the streets of the Hellasr Empire at night.

Eivas admires these buildings from the imperial period.

From Ivus's point of view, these buildings from the Imperial period are close to the Gothic style, with the common denominator being high enough and sharp verticality, and a large number of pointed ribbed vaults.

These buildings vary in height and width, without any structured specifications, and are not the same color as the glass islands, and the buildings are almost the same height and size. The architecture here gives a strong sense of freedom and artistry.

Almost all of the buildings have a large number of reliefs and cut-outs on the facades, as well as a large amount of stained glass – the glass-rich Avalon could not even cover the ordinary glass windows in the countryside two hundred years later. Nowadays in the Herras Empire, as far as the eye can see, all the buildings on the streets are decorated with a large number of stained glass...... And these glasses are almost all different ornate paintings.

And in those large blank spaces, you can see a lot of artistic graffiti. The entire street is paved with stone slabs, and a horse-drawn carriage passing by has an ornate, jade-like shell.

Ivus looked over and felt that it was what appeared to be a whalebone. But it's hard to say, it could be something else.

The clothes of the people on the street are gorgeous and intricate, and there is almost no rustic feel that of the countryside of Avalon.

This vibrant city is full of opulence and art.

The end of the Hellasr Empire...... This is a truly pinnacle in human history. Although its internal contradictions are extremely sharp and full of factions. But in the end, the cause of the collapse of the empire did not come from the people at the bottom, but from the power struggle at the top.

The prosperity of the Hellasr Empire was co-caused by its destruction.

It is the first and probably the last large-scale empire in human history to be parallel to the nine major roads, equal and non-discriminatory in all professions. Even the professions of necromancer, demon scholar, blood mage, fraudster, and assassin can also become a big man in the upper echelons of the empire. All supernatural abilities can be fully taught and applied, which makes the empire productive ahead of its time.

There is a public lighting similar to a street lamp on the street, but it is not electric, but it seems to burn some kind of oil. But such street lamps filled the entire street, bright and steady, and almost everywhere was dim.

The secret order for Mother Sasha was open in the streets, and not far away was the Necromantic Academy, a spiritual tower that stretched through the sky and was haunted by visible ghosts. The necromancer apprentices in their robes of withered leaves had just finished their evening classes and were starving the streets in search of food.

The Assassin, dressed in leather armor and wearing a hood covering his face, hooked up with the knight in armor and entered the tavern on the street. An alchemist with a bottle and jar hanging from his waist and a mage with a solemn expression with a blue light in his eyes were discussing something on a street corner.

A demon scholar in a purple robe, surrounded by demons of different styles. They generously let out their demons and followed them - Ivas even saw a demon of punishment passing by, and he glanced back at Ivus and the Shadow Demon at her feet, and cast a warning look at Ivus.

The scarlet-eyed vampire leaned against the wall with one hand, chatting with the girl he met by chance; There are also witches who gallop through the air on brooms. There are also artists on the street corner who hold up their sketchpads and look at the night scene on the street and the people on the street.

Only the moon in the sky is eternal. It shines as quietly as it did hundreds of years later.

Bayard took Eivers' hand and walked slowly through the noisy crowd.

She dragged Ivas to a tavern, expertly ordered two glasses of ale and three bowls of broth, and sat down in the compartment.

From here, you can maintain a proper amount of privacy and see what people are doing outside.

The tavern is not noisy or vulgar.

People can be seen dancing on the stage in the middle – not a professional dance troupe, but a citizen led by a professional dancer, and a team of musical instruments below, who also don't look very professional. But from time to time burst into cheerful laughter.

There are also several tables next to the stage on which people play chess. It was a chess-like board game, except that the pieces were all very large - they weren't even held by hand, they were semi-automatic. People pat the pieces and then pat the grid, and the pieces will fly over and get to the corresponding positions on their own.

There are also masked soothsayers in the other compartments. They were carrying crystal balls, pendulums, and cards, and whispering something to people in the corner.

You can also see young kids selling lottery tickets – which sounds like a kind of horse ticket. But the more Ivas listened, the more wrong it became, and it seemed as if the "horses" were referring to something...... Let's say a certain prince.

"That's people betting on who the next emperor will be."

Bayard noticed Ivus's gaze and said casually, "This is the traditional entertainment of the citizens." ”

"What, is it a surprise?"

While waiting for the broth, Bayard whispered to Ivus.

"Hmm."

Ivus nodded slightly.

She was surprised, of course.

Rather, it was unexpected in every sense.

Whether it's the fact that Bayard would pull her into a modest civic tavern, or the nightlife and games played by people during the imperial period, or the scene of nine avenues on the streets, or the citizens who dared to directly "buy horses" by gambling on the succession to the throne......

The prosperity and joy here even made Ivus think that the depravity and cruelty in the Arcmoon Manor was an illusion.

And, if Ivus remembers correctly, the dreams that the promotion ceremony constructs are usually only a handful of people. Just like Ivus's first promotion ceremony, there were few living people on the streets, and they were as few as passers-by on the streets in the late Conan period.

This is not to reduce the workload of the pillar gods...... The most important thing is to provide these promotions with clear investigation clues.

After all, if you ask them one by one, you may not be able to ask a few people and be targeted because of their suspicious appearance. And that would also make the ritual heavily inclined to luck - whoever comes into contact with an important character first will have more information than the others. So promotion ceremonies usually remove unnecessary people.

- But there were too many passers-by in this ceremony.

There were many guests in the Arcmoon Manor before. At that time, Iwass still thought to himself, so many people can interact, so I am afraid that the clue will have to be investigated until next month.

And now she was stunned as soon as she came out.

This street is full of people, too!

If it weren't for the fact that Ivas clearly remembered that this was the promotion ceremony, she would have even thought that she had truly returned to this era.

Although the ritual was built in amber, Ivas remembered that the last time the amber was built was not that complicated.

This is certainly a requirement for the twin mirrors......

"This is the tavern I used to come to when I was a kid. At first, it was just a coincidence, but when it rained, I had to go out to play, so I got separated from the servants and strayed into the place to take shelter from the rain. And the boss saw that I was shivering from the cold, so he gave me a bowl of broth to warm up; The hostess brought me a towel to dry my hair.

"I thought it was the best broth I've ever had."

Bayard looked at Ivus, who had fallen silent, and she smiled to herself.

"It's not a personal feeling...... I really think the broth here is good. The proprietress will stew the beef bones with the chicken rack. And when I was a child, my body was thin and weak, and the proprietress would put a few more pieces of meat on me.

"My father was teaching me ritual spells from a young age, and my mother was teaching me how to be a charismatic witch. When I'm tired of studying, I come out here to drink broth and listen to bards play the piano. Sometimes some clowns will come on stage to tell jokes or play some witty dramas that are not suitable for children, and every then the boss will scold them with two words, 'There are still children'.

"It wasn't until I became an adult that I took over the family business. I felt very lonely at the time, and sometimes I wanted to drink alone...... I'll be here then, too. ”

Bayard said, holding his face with one hand and looking at Ivas with a beautiful smile, "I brought you to share my childhood, little cutie...... At the same time, I also brought 'her' here to have a look.

"It's been a long time since you've been back...... If you were me, you'd probably want to check it out. I thought about it, if I were Ling, I would want to come here for a bowl of soup.

"I feel it, you seem to be lonely."

Hearing this, Ivas was stunned.

The Shadow Fiend sighed softly in the back of Ivus's heart.

(End of chapter)