Chapter 169 Bailu City (Part 1)

Bailu Fort is located in Bailu City.

This seems like nonsense, but in fact, there is a bloody history hidden behind it.

Originally the capital of the East was Ningxiang City, which was famous for producing various precious spices.

Over time, even the entire city was edified and fragrant. It was not the taste of a simple spice, but the long-lasting fragrance that has been precipitated over hundreds of years of history.

The minstrel once described it like this—

Even if Ningxiang City disappears from the world, you can still smell its fragrance from the map.

However, no one expected that this singular phrase would come true.

Ningxiang City, this spice capital, was finally completely erased from the world in the forbidden spell launched by ten sixth-level mages - [Fallen Stars].

Only a huge pit that has now become a lake, and a faint fragrance that can be heard on the map.

Fortunately, the castle of the San Prous family, the Lord of the East Realm, was built outside Ningxiang City, so that we were able to escape the catastrophe.

However, some people believe that the reason why the mages used Ningxiang City as their target for destruction was that Bailu Fortress was not in the city.

The mages hope to show their strength to the imperial nobles through this move and make them afraid, rather than destroying a Paladin family, completely intensifying the conflicts, and making both sides die.

In short, since then, the San Prous family and the Mage Council have finally reached an agreement to non-interference and non-aggression.

Ningxiang City was destroyed, but life has to continue.

Through this incident, the people of the East Realm finally realized one thing - it is to follow the nobles and get involved in safety!

So, when the capital was rebuilt in the eastern border, the new city decisively surrounded Bailu Fort and even changed its name to Bailu City.

In fact, the people of the East Realm did not make much military achievements. A mage city would make them helpless. If it weren't for the elves bordering the East Realm that were also ill-like war-loving elves, I'm afraid this area might not have belonged to the Glorious Empire.

Although it was defeated in military terms, the people of Dongjing were quite high in art. Even the elves who had not yet completely retreated into the depths of the Huiyue Forest believed that the people of Dongjing were the "most noble and elegant lineage" among humans.

Bailu Fort, located in the center of Bailu City, is also the most proud architectural masterpiece of Dongjing people.

The dome inlaid with whole pieces of white marble is pure and flawless, even on moonless nights, it will emit a cold light, as if the palace of gods has descended on earth.

In the center of the square in front of the castle, a huge white horse sculpture is spreading its wings, as if it will rise into the air in the next second.

This is the clan emblem of the San Prous family - a pure day horse.

As night fell, a bonfire was lit in the square. Hundreds of Eastern Knights were wearing pure white armor and surrounded the sculptures. They all looked solemn, holding swords in their hands and bowing their heads to pray.

Below the sculpture, a woman in a white priest's robe was leading the prayers of the knights.

Her voice was like a dream, but also solemn and dignified.

“…The Lord’s glory is everywhere, and it will lead the heroic spirits of the deceased to return to His temple…”

"…Rest in peace, fearless warriors!"

The female priest looked over forty years, but she still had charm. The holy brilliance covered her body added a unique charm to her.

As her prayer ended, a middle-aged man in a duke's gown strode into the square.

He is the master of the Eastern Territory - the Duke of San Prouss.

I saw the Duke of the East Realm come to the female priest, press his left hand against his chest, bow and salute, and say:

"May the grace of the Lord of Glory last forever, and may the souls of the dead warriors rest in peace!"

His voice was soft, with a hint of hoarseness, and very contagious.

After the Duke of East Realm finished speaking, he raised his head and his face instantly became extremely hard.

He choked and pulled out his sword from his waist, raised it above his head, pointed at the sky diagonally, and said loudly:

"But their will will be inherited, and their hatred will be remembered by us!"

choke--

Amid the sound of drawing swords, the knights gathered in the square raised their swords to the sky, shouting in unison:

"Inherit will and keep hatred in mind!"

...

After the ceremony of sacrificing heroes, the knights dispersed one after another.

Earl Evan walked slowly over and saluted to the only Duke of San Prous and the female priest who were left in the square, and greeted: "Father, Mother."

It turned out that this female priest was the Duchess.

The Duke of San Prous looked at his second son and said in a cold tone: "What? You are here to plead for that Viscount Auston?"

Earl Evan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm actually here to plead for my brother."

"What does it mean? Your brother is still a prisoner of the Angrey family. What's the use of you coming to plead with me?"

Earl Ever did not answer this question directly, but instead said:

"Father, Viscount Auston has been kneeling in the White Lu Fort for three days and three nights, and the water has not flowed in. If this continues, even with his fourth-level knight's body, he may not be able to withstand it."

"Hmph! Do you sympathize with him? Then who will sympathize with the 200,000 soldiers of the Tianma Legion?"

"No, father, I have no sympathy for Viscount Auston. But if Viscount Auston, as the deputy, died kneeling in the White Lu Castle, then what punishment should Marquis Vincent, as the head coach, be punished?"

The Duke of San Prous raised his eyebrows and snorted, "You really came to plead for your brother."

Earl Evan smiled and advised, "Yes, Father. If you are unwilling to forgive Viscount Auston now, how can you have a reason to forgive Viscount Auston after you redeem your brother in the future?"

The Duke of San Prous said angrily: "Why do you think I will forgive that vulgar Vincent?"

"Oh? Are you not going to forgive your brother? That's great!" Earl Evan clapped his hands and shouted even more excitedly, "When will I inherit my brother's position as Marquis?"

"You think beautifully!" Duke San Prous glared and said angrily.

But Earl Ever was not scared at all, but asked in shock:

"No, Father, if the throne of marquis is not passed to me, who do you plan to pass to? It's not Anna, right? With her stupid look, are you really going to hand over the East Realm to her?"

The Duke of San Prous was so angry that he gasped. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, as if he was about to swing the sword to slash the uneasy son in the next second.

"Okay, stop arguing." The Duchess stood up at the right time to smooth things over. "Evan, you are not allowed to talk to your father in this tone in the future, and you are not allowed to slander your brother and your sister at will."

"Yes, mother." Earl Evan shrank his head, as if this mother, who looked kind and did not speak in a hurry, made him even more awe.

Then the Duchess turned to look at her husband: "So are you? Are you ready to draw your sword for your children? And that Viscount Auston, don't let him die in the White Lu Castle, it will damage your reputation."

"I know." The Duke of San Prous sighed and strode into the castle.

But after walking a few steps, seeing that Earl Evan did not follow, he turned around and ordered:

"Come here soon, I have something to ask you."

"Yes, father!"
Chapter completed!