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The first thousand two hundred and seventieth chapters are separated from heaven, the city of mist(1/2)

Holy Britannia is the oldest and oldest empire on this continent, with a far-reaching history. The Plantagenet dynasty established by Queen Madeleine is also known as the empire on which the sun never sets, which means wherever the sun shines

, are all the territory of the empire.

Except for the orcs, elves, and the Evil God's Mashi Demonic Empire, the rest of the human empires, dating back to the beginning, all have inextricable relationships with Britannia.

Words like aristocrats, maids, and palace struggles, which are full of upper-class atmosphere, are all spread from Britannia. In this country, both nobles and civilians have a sense of superiority flowing from their bones. In their view, even if they are

The nobles of other empires are also country bumpkins.

Even a child thinks that London is the center of the world and the most dazzling pearl on the continent. This city carries the weight of history and has witnessed the changes of the times.

"These people's eyes have grown to their foreheads!"

Standing at the city gate in north London, Nicole was very unhappy as she watched the passing citizens look at the convoy with a scrutinizing look.

"This is an arrogance that goes right down to the bone!"

Drizzt, who had always been good-tempered, couldn't stand it. The citizens' eyes passed directly over him, as if looking at him again was an insult to their eyes.

"Come into town!"

After checking the documents, the guard captain signaled the guards to step aside and let the convoy enter the city.

"Where are your officials? Aren't they going to welcome us?"

Sissi's head maid frowned, her dissatisfaction clear, "Aren't you the most gentlemanly country? Why are you so rude?"

"Sorry, I didn't know!"

The guard captain said expressionlessly, "Please leave quickly and don't block the traffic."

"gone!"

Downton urged, some citizens were already pointing fingers, and he didn't want to be embarrassed by staying here.

"Sir, if a foreign mission is visiting, according to the regulations, it shouldn't be received like this, right?"

A soldier reminded me in a low voice that I had made a mistake, but my money would be deducted.

"Hey, do you know who just passed by? The higher-ups have told us to treat them as ordinary people, do you understand? This is a show of force!"

After all, the captain of the guard is also a minor nobleman. He welcomes people here every day, so how could he not be discerning? If it weren't for the strict orders from above, he would definitely be more considerate, not to mention getting more money. It would be nice to just look familiar.

of.

"who is it?"

I don't know if there are any guards.

"Downton in Frankfurt."

After the guard captain finished speaking, he saw that the soldiers didn't know, so he quickly changed his words, "The first rising star in the north, the first person under the legend, and now the most popular man in the entire continent!"

"Oh? Is Satine from Moulin Rouge famous?"

A guard ridiculed, causing everyone to burst into laughter, but they shut their mouths the next second because several lines of sight were shot from the convoy, as sharp as blades, making them shrink their necks subconsciously.

"What did you say?"

Maiev tightened the reins with one hand. Her dark red eyes were aimed at the guard, and her index finger was spinning, playing with a dagger.

"It's okay, it's okay, we are talking nonsense!"

The guard captain quickly clarified.

Maiev said nothing. The black panther mount under her crotch stretched out and stepped forward with its claws. In an instant, the breath of death spread.

The city guards shuddered.

"Maev, don't cause trouble for the servant of God!"

Drizzt warned.

"Is this how a gentleman behaves? How troublesome. If it were my previous temper, I would have smashed their heads!"

Thyssen complained.

"Why break it? What a waste. We all chop off the heads and use them as balls, but the human ones are too small. The devil ones are still interesting!"

Black Hand curled his lips, "Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I killed a demon. When will I go on an expedition into the abyss?"

"I think slaying a dragon is still challenging!"

Quasimodo chewed a piece of sugar cane and vomited all over the floor. He ate for a long time. Then he remembered and asked back, "Uh, is everything okay? You won't be fined, right?"

"No, no!"

Looking at the black hand riding on the back of the tall iron-spine dragon, the guard captain raised his head and forced an ugly smile.

"Male, with your size, who dares to fine you? You're not afraid of being beaten to death!"

A group of guards slandered them endlessly, but they no longer dared to show any expressions of dissatisfaction on the surface. Although the empire was too far away from Frankfurt, so they could not appreciate the most widespread war in the north in a century, but the people in the tavern

The bard said a lot.

Looking at Quasimodo, who was extremely ugly and covered in sutures, they remembered that these were the undead abominations that had annihilated the Jutland Magic Chariot Corps.

When several officers passed by, a group of Krobo giants riding lava beasts followed. Their eyes glanced at the guards, and their breaths froze.

The fright was not over yet, followed by black iron dwarves with braided hair and axes stuck on their bodies, each armed like a steel fortress, followed by undead abominations wrapped in yellow bandages, and then it was the turn of the horse riding past.

Drow.

When Downton went out this time, in order to protect Sissi and Elaine, he brought with him the best of the best. Every one of them had hundreds of lives on their hands, having been killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

As this group of guys who looked like thugs entered the city, the air in front of the gate froze, and the citizens of London no longer had that aloof attitude, hiding as far as they could.

"Male, I'm scared to death!"

After the convoy disappeared, a guard spoke.

"Shut up, can you read more newspapers? Don't go to places like brothels all day long?" the guard captain cursed, "be more careful next time, my soul almost scares you away!"

As a cosmopolitan city, London's economy, fashion, culture, etc. are all at the forefront of trends. All races are represented, and dragons and undead can even be seen occasionally, so Downton and his party did not cause much commotion.

.

“Let’s stay at the Golden Treehouse Hotel first!”

Downton didn't care about the royal welcome. Not to mention that Sissi had many fixed assets in London. Even Abagon had already bought a five-star hotel to accommodate the owner and his entourage.

London's full name is Rensfield-Huntingdon. The former is the war node left by the Elf Queen to her sister. The giant fortress is also her dowry. Huntingdon is the city that subsequently developed. Together, it is the empire, but many people have forgotten it.

its function.

This city has one of its most famous features. That is the fog that appears from time to time, either as big as a rolling sea of ​​fog or as small as an ethereal fairyland. No one knows how the fog is generated. Over time, London has

An elegant name for a city of fog.

"Why isn't it foggy?"

After lunch, Hutao lay on the windowsill, staring at the clock tower in the city center, his face full of anticipation.

The City of Mist is also closely related to many legendary stories, such as Jack the Ripper who is always looking for prostitutes in foggy nights, such as those London orphans who live in the sewers and always steal from rich people and are called righteous thieves.

, but the most famous one is the great detective Sherlock Holmes who lives at 221 Baker Street. It is said that he will appear when the fog rises, and together with his assistant Watson, solve the mysteries that the sheriffs cannot solve.

"Didn't I say that this is the capital of heaven and the richest city in the entire continent? Why are there still beggars?"

Looking at the beggars walking by occasionally on the street, Elaine was puzzled.

"That sentence means that London is home to the most wealthy people in the world." Sissi joked, "For poor people, this place is called the paradise between them!"

"Do you mean next door?"

Elaine understood somewhat. Sure enough, poverty is everywhere.

"Why don't you go out for a walk? The museum, Big Ben, and the Palace of Roses, Queen Madeleine's former residence. They are all places of interest!"

Downton chuckled, "I asked Nicole to accompany you. It's very safe."

Sissi looked at Downton and said nothing. But her meaning was self-evident, she wanted to visit the Twist City with Downton.

"Feel sorry!"

Downton shrugged his shoulders. He didn't have time. He still had a lot of government affairs to deal with.

"Downton, come out, I want to fight you!"

A drake's voice suddenly sounded downstairs, causing Sissi and Elaine to look at each other.

"Is there anyone who dares to challenge you now?"

Sissi feels that there are too many idiots in this world, and those who are now qualified to challenge Downton will never come to her door like this.

"I gonna go see!"

Xiao Hutao rolled down the window and ran away quickly.

In the hotel lobby, a dozen nobles were surrounding a short-haired man, shouting upstairs.

"What are you crazy about?"

Maiev stood on the second floor, holding on to the railing and yelling angrily.
To be continued...
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