Chapter 376 - 332 Imperial City
The tall city walls refracted a vast expanse of white light under the sunlight. Legend had it that this great city was so prosperous it possessed a thousand gates and three hundred layers of walls. Although the legend was exaggerated, the Danschel indeed had more than twenty gates and six layers of walls. Walking through the grand city gate and looking upward, one felt the walls as imposing as mountains. The imperial eagle flags hung on the towering towers, and behind the walls were densely arranged houses, many of which bore flags of various colors, representing different guilds.
Residents constantly came and went from the suburbs, not only people from Danschel but also countless foreigners, Beastmen, Three-eyed Ape People, and Dwarves, each using different languages. Over time, the originally unified Logos language had given birth to hundreds of languages. Not only were different races unable to communicate, but even members of the same race could be separated by a mountain or a river and not understand what the other was saying.
Anos, riding a horse, showed something to the guard stationed there and then spoke a few sentences in pure Danschel language. The guard immediately tensed, turned, and climbed up the city tower. Shortly after, the Guard Captain was brought over, looking up at Anos on horseback.
"Inform the Grand Steward," Anos ordered.
The Guard Captain did not delay; he immediately dispatched someone to sprint to the Imperial Palace on a fast horse, then respectfully saluted the princess on horseback, offering her a solemn bow.
Anos and Mira thus entered the city, with the latter curiously taking in the sights of the Imperial City.
Prosperous was the only way to describe it; everywhere were nobles and not a few lowly poor slaves. The former resided between the fifth and sixth city walls of the Imperial City, competing in luxury and intricacy. Towering aqueducts continuously delivered crystal-clear spring water there, while the latter lived in the outskirts and inside the first three walls, in cramped houses and narrow streets filled with filth, occasionally subjected to fires and riots.
The entire Danschel was like a well-ordered pyramid.
Anos led Mira toward the inner area of the sixth wall, their way unobstructed. The two captured assassins on horseback, still unconscious, did not realize they were being taken step by step to the center of the empire’s power.
Passing landmarks such as the Grand Theater, Elu Arena, the racetrack, Council, and the Grand Cathedral of Danschel... Mira finally beheld the magnificent Great Palace. She had often gazed at it from the heavens, but upon truly approaching this red-and-white Imperial Palace, she was still stunned.
The Chief Steward, waiting early at the palace gates, was a eunuch who bowed deeply to the returning princess; behind him followed only six or seven eunuch servants and palace maids, clearly indicating that Anos’s return had not disturbed many.