The giant dragon Marsha returned to M Continent with part of the Empire’s merchant fleet.
Not long after Marsha brought this group of imperial merchants back, someone immediately guided everyone back to the Royal Capital.
Marsha didn’t initially feel anything special about the railway. After all, compared to being able to fly in the sky like a giant dragon, she hadn’t yet experienced the advantages of the railway.
It wasn’t until Marsha saw another train filled with goods on a different railway that she somewhat understood how the massive wealth in Regas’ photo came about.
“Welcome to the capital of the Empire, Solun Giant Dragon.”
Considering that the other party was a Solun Giant Dragon, Lind ultimately let Sean greet the returning merchants and allowed Margaret to welcome Marsha.
“Did my brother cause you any trouble?”
At this moment, Marsha realized that Margaret was indeed the giant dragon sleeping on the gold coins in the photo.
“No, he didn’t. It was Lord Regas who sent me here; he is both witty and calm, a very interesting dragon.”
Margaret frowned slightly, looking up and down at Marsha, and with a suspicious gaze, began to show her around the Royal Capital, which was in the process of expansion, while introducing the situation on the continent.
“Humans and dragons are truly allies?”
Looking at the scenery in the Royal Capital, Marsha still found it somewhat unbelievable. Along the way, she had already seen many cities in Solun Continent that could be called divine kingdoms, but upon arriving at the Royal Capital, she realized that even dragons could have moments of ignorance.
If other precious items and features were things Marsha had mentally prepared for, then those various runes considered as secrets of Rune Masters on the streets seemed to be everywhere, as if they weren’t secrets at all.
Marsha could see that this capital was still under construction, with tall buildings being erected everywhere, and construction sites around. There were even some trees being planted on both sides of the main road, where elves were talking to the construction teams about what to pay attention to regarding the saplings.
As for the obelisk and other wonders, to be honest, they weren’t that attractive to Marsha. She had seen even more exaggerated sights in the noble estates on Solun Continent. Although the Royal Capital was magnificent, when it came to extravagance, the nobles of Solun Continent knew how to show off better.
However, this also put Marsha in deep thought. Regardless of how it looked, the productivity of M Continent was much stronger. How could those nobles in Solun Continent, under such backward productivity, construct wonders even more magnificent than those in the Royal Capital of M Continent?
Of course, when it came to wonders, Marsha found the most strange to be the attitudes of the pedestrians and passersby in the Royal Capital. They wore expressions on their faces that ordinary people in Solun Continent would find hard to bear—pride, an immense sense of pride.
Everyone seemed to take pride in this city, in this country; this feeling was not so apparent in other cities along the way, but in this capital, even beggars were wearing expressions of pride—if one could say there were beggars in the city.
Margaret did not continue to take Marsha around the city. Instead, they left the city and took a train to a testing site.
The deafening sound of missiles cutting through the air erupted, and as Marsha stepped off the train, she saw missiles shooting towards a giant dragon from all directions, like meteors falling from the ground to the sky. Despite the dragon doing its utmost to maneuver, it still got hit by the missiles.
Seeing this scene, Marsha immediately became tense. What kind of magic were those falling meteors? But she had never heard of any magic that exhibited such a strange form.
“No need to be nervous.”
Margaret reassured her from the side, “That’s just the Empire’s latest developed anti-aircraft missiles.”
“Missiles?”
Before Marsha could even process what that word meant, the giant dragon stood back up, its runes glowing. It had not taken any damage and defiantly patted its chest with its claws, signaling the soldiers below to continue the experiment.
The two—their two mother dragons—quickly arrived at the testing site.
In a room at the testing site, Lind stood up from the head seat and said, “Welcome to the capital, guests from Solun Continent.”
Margaret slightly inclined her body, performing a gesture of greeting. Not knowing what the etiquette was, Marsha mimicked Margaret’s action, and Lind returned a nod in acknowledgment.
This was Marsha’s first time bowing to a human. Although the gesture was not overly formal, hearing Margaret introduce him as Your Majesty the Emperor of M Continent, Marsha, the giant dragon, had no choice but to lower her proud head.
At that moment, the sound of missiles outside erupted again.
“Sorry.”
Lind apologized, “I’ve been quite busy lately and haven’t been able to find time to welcome our friends, so I hope you can forgive me.”
Marsha suspected that this emperor intentionally chose to meet her here, using the weapon called missiles to intimidate her.
But she had to admit, this human emperor was indeed impressive. Through the glass of the room, everyone could clearly see the scene outside the testing site, where missiles were being launched into the sky as if they were free. The researchers below were continuously recording various parameters of the missiles. Just seeing the effective range of those missiles, Marsha knew that at least in M Continent, dragons could not rely on their breath and claws to accumulate wealth like they could in Solun Continent.
A guard beside them timely presented drinks, but Marsha flinched at the sight of the drink on the table.
It was a dark brown drink with bubbles constantly rising, and she could even hear a hissing sound when it was poured. Not to mention, it was icy cold, and the drink was exuding a chill.
Poison… is it poison? It can’t be just because it’s my first time meeting the Emperor of the Empire, can it? Or is this emperor so hostile towards Solun Giants that he wishes to wipe them out?
Stealthily glancing over, Marsha noticed that the emperor had the same drink in front of him, and the moment it was served, he drank it down, exhibiting a satisfied expression as he comfortably leaned back in his chair. This made Marsha doubt that this emperor had purposely arranged to meet here; he was indeed busy.
Next to her, although Margaret’s reaction wasn’t as exaggerated as the emperor’s, she was already accustomed to the drink. Watching the two drink, Marsha mustered her courage, closed her eyes, and downed the strange drink.
It was good.
A strange stimulating sensation surged in her heart, leading Marsha to praise the drink in her mind.
“I still think cola is not suitable as a drink for formal occasions.”
Although Margaret finished her glass of cola, she still remarked, “It’s just that watching everyone burp after drinking cola is too strange.”
“Hahaha, this isn’t any formal occasion; think of it as a private gathering among friends.”
Lind set down his glass, glanced at the still savoring Marsha, and said, “When enemies arrive, we have missiles; when friends come, we have fine wine. As for drinks you like, cola is fine too.”
