Black Dragon Code

After entering the city, Sotana found something amiss. This is obviously a fortress city thousands of miles away from the royal city, used as a fortress city to resist outsiders. Why does it look the same as the commercial city in his impression? The road is paved with gray-black gravel, and the rest of the trails are paved with cobblestones, even the simplest alleys are no exception, and there is no muddy ground to be seen.

The key lies in the width of the streets. Sotana doesn't know how the city is designed, but the width of the main road is a bit too exaggerated. Under normal circumstances, there is a lot of room on the road, which can almost accommodate ten horse-drawn carriages passing in parallel.

"It was designed for that guy."

The members of the business group stationed in the North seemed to see his doubts, and took out a black money bag from his arms: "Everything in this country needs to consider its existence."

"Can I see it?"

Sotana turned his head and asked. As an excellent businessman, maximizing profits has become their instinct. If they can communicate with the Black Dragon Emperor, he may be able to tap more opportunities waiting to be developed.

"I'm afraid...it's difficult."

This is definitely a difficult problem at this stage, and the officer showed an embarrassed expression on his face: "You know, we have just entered the Northland, and our foothold is not stable, and the actual power holders of this country are some monsters who are difficult to communicate, and there is no room for us to operate .”

Sotana nodded and stopped talking.

"What road is this?"

Nasha looked at the ground of the main road under her feet: "It feels good to walk on, it's strangely flat."

"This thing doesn't seem to have a name yet."

The officer who led the way introduced: "They mixed a kind of gray powder with stones to pave the ground. After sprinkling water, they rolled it repeatedly with polished rolling stones until the ground was leveled and became what it is now."

"Is there any caster involved?"

Hearing this, Sotana, who was secretly fascinated, bent down, touched two handfuls on the ground, pointed and said, "Is there any detailed record of the production process for this material? Has the caster ever deconstructed the material?"

"This... we heard that this is just the underlying structure, and it hasn't really taken shape yet, so..."

The officer was sweating profusely when he explained, seeing Sotana's face turned from sunny to cloudy, he changed his words decisively: "I'll send someone to do it right away!"

As we go deeper into the city,

The glamor finally faded away, and Sotana saw that many houses were being demolished on both sides of the path, including mud-and-tiled houses and wooden houses. Although they were not good houses, they were far from uninhabitable.

"It's really pitiful." Nasha said his thoughts: "These people have offended the Dragon Lord, so they should be driven away?"

"No, these are houses to be rebuilt."

"reconstruction?"

Nasha asked, "Why?"

"Maybe it's because of urban planning. The laws in this country are too harsh."

The guide sighed for some reason: "The newly-built houses are all exactly the same masonry houses. No matter whether they are leased or purchased, people are not allowed to expand without permission. They must submit an application to the city hall."

Masonry? all?

After grasping the key point, Sotana couldn't believe his ears. This is even more exaggerated than a multi-racial mixed country. Does the person in power in this country have any idea of ​​the cost of building such a house? This barren soil can't support such extravagance at all, not to mention the assets of the Black Dragon Emperor's treasury, plus the ten richest ancient dragons!

Unless you go to grab it.

Yes, just grab it. After thinking of this, Sotana's surging mood calmed down again. The Black Dragon Monarch is not a nice man, he is an executioner and a robber. Maybe that guy had such a plan from the beginning, so How dare you spend so much.

In this way, a group of people gradually came to a two-story building.

"This is the newly built house we mentioned before. We have purchased the temporary residence right in this area. The servants have cleaned it up, and you can enter the house at any time. In addition, as long as the laws of the Black Wing Royal Court are not violated in the city, safety is guaranteed."

The officer said: "Mr. Sotana, if there are no other questions, I will not bother you. I wish you a good dream tonight."

From Sotana's point of view, this kind of house looks too cramped, but it is clean and stable. It has to be said that it is very suitable for ordinary people to live in. If the cost is relatively low, it has certain commercial value, but it cannot be transplanted to other already formed houses. After all, no country can do anything like the Northland.

Although the journey was long and tiring, Sotana was still full of energy. After a three-hour nap, he put on his luggage again and walked into the dark night with his guards.

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset is the basic normality of Elradia, but it is also a measure of the prosperity of a city. In the night, you can break through the bubbles and get a glimpse of the true face of a city.

Sonata, who went out in the dark, was a little uneasy. This is a kind of adventure. Although the members of the business group have repeatedly emphasized the safety issue, he still prefers to believe his eyes. Countless monsters flashed through his mind, God knows Will this town, which is well-ordered during the day, turn into a blood-drinking abyss at night?

Just as he had guessed, the night was quiet, no longer the bustling and bustling scene of the day, and occasionally one or two distorted shadows flitted from the dark corners, making people even more frightened.

The city couldn't hold up a night out, but there seemed to be one exception.

"Elegy Tavern" never closes. No matter in any city in the Blackwing Empire, since it opened, it has always stood in the most prosperous area of ​​the city and has never closed. The energy and money are not worth the loss, but they still haven't changed.

The Dirge Tavern sold wine, ale, and Northland spirits to merchants, adventurers, blacksmiths, and singers, and even ferocious humanoids entered it, and the city's nobles and worshipers were frequent visitors.

But the most attractive thing about Elegy Tavern is not the wine, but the cards.

"Cheers to the Black Dragon Emperor!"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard loud shouts, and the drunken drinkers were entertaining themselves: "The tavern is the world!"

The raucous and fiery popularity eased his nervousness along the way, but immediately, such remarks made the corner of Sotana's mouth reveal a sarcasm smile. People who can say such words are either stupid or bad, Or both.

Cheers to the Black Dragon Emperor?

Don't these guys know how the black dragon Targaryen ruled the North? They have no dignity at all? Or are you willing to be the despicable slave of the dragon?

What surprised him was that such a voice was recognized and echoed in a small area.