Chapter 506 - Chapter 506: Chapter 474: Envoys from Various Countries (1/2)
Chapter 506: Chapter 474: Envoys from Various Countries
In every corner of the Rhea Royal City, it seemed as if the restless heartbeats of the people were hidden, casting an invisible net of shadows over the once prosperous and proud city, shrouding every inhabitant’s mind in a thick haze.
Their steps were no longer light, and their eyes flickered with apprehension about the future.
As night fell, behind the tightly shut doors and windows of every household, people talked about the conquerors’ new policies, the issues with taxes, and changes in lifestyle. With no doubt, every topic was so burdensome that it was hard to let go.
Though these voices were as light as a mosquito’s buzz, they carried weight.
“Damn it, what’s with those nobles? Each of them priding themselves as mighty, yet in the end, didn’t they all get slaughtered?”
“Actually, two hundred years ago, Rhea people and Cyart people were both from the Flame Tribe, driven away by the Lorne citizens… don’t you think it wouldn’t be bad if the Eastern Four Kingdoms united?”
“What are you talking about? Are you still a Rhea or not? Is there even any Flame Tribe left now?”
“Do you think the Fischer family is really like the demons in the legends, skinned humans crawling out from Hell?”
“I’ve also heard their beasts are especially fond of incest, cannibalism, and particularly like to eat children, what are we going to do about this?”
“Keep it down; I’ve heard that the ears and eyes of the Fischer family are everywhere! Anyway, Rhea is done for…”
In the oppressive atmosphere, fear accompanied the Rhea people like a shadow. They knew all too well that any discontent or doubt regarding the conquerors’ rule could bring unwanted trouble, or even disaster.
Thus, their conversations were always accompanied by vigilant glances, constantly watching for spies around them. When night deepened and silence fell, even the softest conversations would abruptly stop, for fear that any careless word might become the source of misfortune the next day.
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As the steps of the Cyart conquering force moved forward, envoys from countries across the Ouden Continent began their long journey to the capital of the Cyart Kingdom, Nasir City.
Carrying the hopes and worries of their respective nations, they gathered in this increasingly magnificent city, hoping to negotiate a deal that would decide the future landscape.
On the outskirts of the city, the processions of envoys from different countries lined up in succession, with colorful and varied attire. Some groups of knights clad in armor rode on tall horses, holding long spears, while others consisted of scholars wearing opulent robes, carrying unique books and scrolls.
“This is Nasir, right?”
“I heard that a hundred years ago this place was just a fishing village… I never imagined such a drastic change.”
“It seems like just a few decades ago it was only a small town, and the Fischer family actually rose to power from such a place.”
The envoys from various countries on the Ouden Continent were full of curiosity about the once inconspicuous Fischer family and Nasir City. Without doubt, the Fischer family were now likely to become the Eastern Dominators, definitely qualifying as a legendary family of their era.
They truly defeated the old, established Ten Great Families of the East.
Soon to conquer the East!
Within reach!
When the envoys from the various countries entered the cities of the Cyart Empire, apart from Lorne citizens and Seven Suns Empire People, they were all shocked by the beauty and advancement of the city.
In the palace’s newly built hall, Christine Fischer sat in her wheelchair, waiting with many of the Cyart high-ranking officials for the arrival of the envoys.
“The show is about to begin.”
Christine knew in the depths of her heart that this was not a negotiation for so-called peace, but rather a stage for dividing the spoils… Indeed, so it was, with the other three main forces wiped out, they were now meat on the chopping board, a prospect everyone drooled over.
A grand event that would decide the future landscape was silently beginning within the palace.
The envoys of Lorne, Seven Stars, Carnia, Vallere, Tuns, and others, dressed in their countries’ magnificent attire, gathered with each of their hopes and worries, waiting for the Cyart nobles to make their entrance.
The Carnia envoy and the Vallere envoy both looked as if deathly pale, their nations already headless dragons, not only rising in internal unrest but also at any time at risk of a Cyart invasion, by which time the situation would be rather difficult to say.