Oma Imperial Capital

In recent years, Emperor Dopler Spurglin of Emperor Oma has been in poor health.

Shortly after the failure of the "New Deal" reforms and Ymir's exclusion from the Omar circle, the emperor fell ill and was reported to be critically ill several times.

Unexpectedly, after the death of the First Prince Quentin, the Old Emperor, who was "terminally ill," miraculously survived for so much longer.

Because he was still alive, although the princes were fighting fiercely, the political situation in Omar had not completely fallen into chaos.

But this time, it seems like they're really serious.

After all, Emperor Oma was Ymir's older brother.

In any case, she would go back if Spurglin XV died.

But clearly, the Established Nobles of Omar had no good intentions on this trip back to the capital. However, Black Dragon City's current strength made it unafraid of any conspiracy, so it selected eight hundred elite mechanics and two hundred Wyvern Riders to accompany it.

As for why she asked Rein to accompany her to the capital, Ymir didn't say it explicitly, but it was quite obvious.

Omar is her "hometown," so I should take him there to see it.

By the way, I'll ward off those troubles.

The Oma Empire has seventy-two administrative provinces, and while there may be a hundred, there are at least eighty, top-tier noble families. With the arrival of Young Master Frank of the Spencer Family, there are undoubtedly countless other "Frank" in the capital.

Ymir, who was initially excluded from the core power circle of Omar, has now become the most sought-after ruler of Black Dragon City. Those Established Nobles are determined to win her over.

After all, even a fool understands that at this critical juncture of the change of imperial power, whoever gains this assistance will have a greater chance of winning the struggle for the Imperial Throne.

Several days later.

The Black Dragon City forces crossed the Alkolon Mountain Range and appeared in Omar territory.

After leaving the mountainous area, the team moved at a much faster pace.

The Wyvern Legion rode dragons, and the mechanics each had their own vehicles. Rein and Ymir, however, sat in the more stable steam-powered troop carriers.

Inside the carriage, Rein was meditating.

After advancing to the Third Tier Extraordinary, he became even more diligent in his cultivation, spending almost every spare moment practicing.

My understanding of "fist intent" is still lacking, and it can't be rushed.

In his dream, he was carefully recalling and pondering the insights and experiences that the great masters had shared with him.

This is the benefit he enjoys as the Lord of Black Dragon City.

There are legendary figures with Extraordinary Profession around who can be consulted at any time, such as Cavo, Mafat, Guy, Bazel, and Canossa.

Looking across the entire world, when it comes to martial arts expertise, probably no one has a deeper foundation than him.

Time passed unnoticed during meditation, and just then, Rein's ear twitched slightly, startled awake by a noise coming from inside the carriage.

Someone shouted, "It's out of control! Everyone, get out of the way!"

When I opened my eyes, I saw a disheveled figure fly from the back of the carriage, smash through the wooden door between the carriages, and crash heavily to the ground.

This guy was none other than Karl.

Fortunately, he was wearing a full set of protective gear, so he was not seriously injured.

Scrambling up from the pile of broken wooden chairs, a disheveled Karl looked at Rein before him, scratched the back of his head, and awkwardly chuckled, "Brother Rein, sorry to disturb your cultivation. It seems there's been a slight mishap with the [Rocket Belt] I created."

As he spoke, he pointed to his waist.

The Mechanical Skeleton had a gunpowder-driven mechanical belt, and the belt's ejection device was emitting white smoke, filling the entire carriage with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Rein remembered that these were blueprints found in the Goblin Ruins, which allowed people to make short-distance dashes and fly.

Unexpectedly, Karl produced a half-finished product.

Rein was both amused and exasperated, and said, "It's alright. Just be careful next time, don't hurt yourself."

"Um!"

Karl smiled and nodded, arriving like the wind and then dashing off again with a loud shout, "Well then, Brother Rein, I won't bother you any longer, I'm going to improve my belt!"

He turned around and ran a few steps, almost bumping into Ymir again. Karl cheerfully called out, "Princess sister, I won't bother you any longer."

"Um."

Ymir smiled at him.

Such experimental accidents are nothing new to everyone.

After all, Karl and Mr. Tuster's makeshift laboratory was located in the rear carriage.

Every now and then there would be a small explosion or something, and everyone was used to it. The maids skillfully opened the windows to ventilate the room, and before long, the smell of gunpowder dissipated.

This time, they were going to the Oma Imperial Capital, and Mr. Tuster and Karl were also traveling with the group.

The old man still cherished the memory of that girl from his youth. Knowing she was still alive, he planned to go to Omar to see her.

Furthermore, he also planned to go to the Royal Academy of Sciences to demand an explanation from its president, Breidan de Molay.

The matter of stealing technology, poisoning, and causing his ruin and death back then should be brought to a close.

Ymir entered the carriage and asked Rein, "Rein, how did you feel about your training today?"

Rein shrugged. "Same as always."

"Oh."

Ymir sat down on the sofa not far from him, looked at the map on the table, and said, "At our current speed, we should be able to reach Wussenbar in about ten days."

With the Mind Core's notification, Rein knew their current location clearly. "What's the situation in the Oma Imperial Capital?"

Ymir frowned slightly. "The intelligence department has reported some developments in the capital. The princes are all causing trouble, and the situation is quite chaotic."

Upon hearing this, a fascinating expression appeared on Rein's face.

It's not just chaotic, it's utterly chaotic.

In the changing of dynasties, whether in the past or in this Transcendent world, there is always the melodramatic plot of brothers killing each other.

Before Ymir left Omar, the Established Nobles united against this "outsider" who attempted reforms. They then elected the First Prince Quentin.

But then, an unexpected incident occurred.

Ymir was originally excluded from the succession, but the First Prince died.

A united front against a common enemy can instantly turn into infighting.

"The Second Prince is mainly supported by the Fergus Family, who control the Ministry of Energy. Intelligence indicates that he has already been in close contact with City of Radiance. Missionaries have already been stationed in several northern provinces of Omar, and some of the people have begun to worship the Three-Eyed Evil God."

"The Fourth Prince is backed by the Garcia Family. They control a portion of the empire's military power and are currently the most likely to inherit the Imperial Throne."

"The Eighth Prince is backed by the Campbell Family. Intelligence suggests that the Xid Empire is also involved, seemingly wanting to support his ascension to the throne."

"And the Queen and the Lopez Family behind her have no intention of giving up. After all, the three Grandmaster of the Oma Royal Academy of Sciences have a lot of influence, and they seem to support Empress Tess taking power and becoming Empress."

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When Ymir said this, he looked worried but helpless.

After all, Omar was Omar of their Spurglin Family, a lineage that had lasted for a thousand years, and it was on the verge of splitting up.

The struggle for imperial power has always been brutal.

It's fine if you don't take sides, but once you do, it means there can only be one winner in the end.

The princes and ministers who lost all ended up losing everything.

However, the current situation is more complicated.

The three princes who might compete for the throne are all backed by several powerful factions of Established Nobles. No matter who ultimately inherits the Imperial Throne, they will not be able to win the support of the people, nor will they be able to completely eliminate their rivals.

It is foreseeable that, given the current situation in Omar, with the Old Emperor's death, the capital will inevitably become the center of fierce battles between various factions.

The most likely outcome is the collapse of the vast empire.

Hearing this news, Rein wasn't too surprised.

After all, he had witnessed historical events in his previous life, whether it was the Spring and Autumn Period or the Warring States Period. Such things were perfectly normal.

The imperial power was weak, while the feudal lords were too powerful.

Moreover, this world has Mechanical City, which force people to gather together.

At that time, it is highly likely that the seventy-two provinces will split into at least eight or ten principalities, if not seventy-two separate entities.

Moreover, the chaos in Omar is beneficial to Black Dragon City.

For some reason, Rein suddenly thought of the "gambler" Clemens F. Metternich.

The current chaos in Omar seems to have started with the death of the First Prince Quentin. Although the First Prince brought this upon himself, no matter how you look at it, the shadow of that squinty-eyed man is behind it all.

Rein had a vague feeling that the guy who often talked about "eliminating the nobles" was playing some important role in this palace intrigue.

Ten days later, Rein and his party arrived at the Oma Imperial Capital, "Wussenbar".

The two hundred- Wyvern Legion was a formidable force, their roars echoing through the sky, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the city.

"Hey, look! There's a flying dragon in the sky!"

"My God, it really is Flying Dragon! Who is making such a grand entrance, bringing the Wyvern Legion to the capital?"

"You don't know yet? I heard that Her Highness the Eldest Princess has returned! Didn't you see that many important figures went out of the city to greet her today?"

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Ymir was very famous in the capital, and almost everyone knew her.

After all, her beauty was hailed as one of the "Empire's Twin Beauties".

Two hundred dragon regiments landed in Black Dragon City, and eight hundred mechanics assembled, ready to fight. At that moment, the troop transports carrying Rein and his men arrived amidst the roar of orderly boilers.

Although Princess Ymir has distanced herself from the upper echelons of power in Omar, the royal family still retains its prestige.

When she returned, officials of all ranks in the capital were already waiting at the city gates. A red carpet stretched from the city gates for three miles all the way to the imperial palace deep within the city.

Knights in gleaming silver armor lined both sides of the road, wielding swords and axes, looking majestic and imposing.

After the cannons roared,

The guard opened the carriage door, Ymir and Rein stepped out side by side.

The moment she stepped onto the red carpet, she instantly reverted to her persona as the "Frost Swordswoman," the Princess, her face revealing no emotion whatsoever. An aura of quiet authority and unparalleled arrogance emanated from her.

Perhaps because they were already very familiar with each other, Rein wasn't affected by her aura.

Looking at the huge crowd welcoming him, he was not intimidated, but he was quite surprised.

This was the first time he had ever experienced such a grand royal ceremony.

Of course, what shocked him even more was the enormous steel city in front of him!

A massive steel city that even he, a time traveler, considered a "miracle of creation."

As far as the eye can see, the city stretches to the horizon.

The outer city wall alone was over a hundred meters high, while the inner city and palace walls were several times higher. One after another, ridiculously large steam chimneys slowly emitted white smoke, and countless cannons faced outwards from all sides like armored monsters covered in spikes.

The distant view was blurry, with the highest point reaching five or six hundred meters; that was the brightly lit imperial palace.

This is also the only "dominant" Mechanical City in the world.

Rein and Ymir got out of the car first.

Inside the carriage, Karl seemed very excited.

He crouched by the window, peeking through the narrow crack at everything outside.

He had lived in City of Radiance since he could remember and had never traveled far. He had also heard that the Oma Imperial Capital, "Wussenbar," was the most prosperous human territory and home to the strongest and largest Mechanical City.

Upon seeing the city, which was several times larger than City of Radiance, he exclaimed, "Grandpa, look! Those cannons are huge!"

Karl was excited to share everything he had seen with his grandfather, but when he turned his head, he saw Tuster sitting blankly in the corner.

The old man, his hair gray, had tears welling in his eyes as he murmured to himself, "Thirty years."

Returning to his homeland, this mechanical genius, who had once been kicked out of the Oma Royal Academy of Sciences, felt a complex mix of emotions that were hard to describe.

Listening to the cheers outside the window, and hearing that familiar accent, old man Tuster's eyes grew increasingly moist.

He let out a long sigh before slowly standing up.

"Let's go too, little Karl."

The minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came out of the city to greet her. The old man saw Ymir and respectfully came over to greet her, saying, "Your Her Highness the Eldest Princess, you've returned."

Ymir nodded without further ado. "To the palace."

Upon hearing this, the foreign minister, who had been about to say something, swallowed his words and said, "Yes, Your Her Highness the Eldest Princess."

Rein didn't say anything.

Ymir, seemingly to take care of him, didn't walk too fast and stayed by his side.

This action surprised the ministers standing nearby. They instantly understood that this man held a very important place in the Her Highness the Eldest Princess.

The Wyvern Legion was stationed in a specific area of the outer city, while the Mechanist Legion and several Kolman Warriors who served as accompanying military officers followed Rein and Ymir to the palace.

Once inside the city, Rein finally saw what lay beyond the city walls.

Skyscrapers stand tall, and steel bridges connect these densely packed buildings like a spider web.

The streets were filled with all kinds of Steam Machinery.

The bustling scene before them resembled that of an international metropolis. In fact, being Mechanical City, its population was even more dense than that of the major cities in Rein's previous life.

The streets were teeming with people; heads were peering out of windows and onto the iron bridge, all curiously watching Rein and his group cross the street.

"Princess! Princess! Princess!"

The residents of the capital seemed to recognize Ymir, and upon seeing her arrive, they erupted in waves of cheers.

"Hey, who's that man? Why is he standing with Her Highness the Eldest Princess?"

"I heard it was some kind of lord?"

"Wow, there are barbarians on that dragon! I happened to see barbarians auctioned off at the 'Sunflower Slave Market' a few times before, I'm sure of it."

"I also know that the Marquis Fergus's family bought a few barbarian slaves, and they even took them to gladiatorial combats in taverns before. I don't know why I haven't seen them lately."

"Tsk tsk, who would dare to keep barbarian slaves now? Haven't you heard that the 'Black Wind Territory' was destroyed last time because they were trying to auction off barbarian slaves, and then the Wyvern Riders directly attacked and conquered it? Even two of the 'Ten Great Legends' died, who would dare to touch barbarian slaves?"

"Hiss"

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Rein listened to the noise around him, the system automatically identified the content of their conversations.

The Oma Empire had sealed off news of Black Dragon City, and few of its residents knew the truth. Most only vaguely knew that the Princess had a territory and some Wyvern Knight.

After entering the city gate, Rein and Ymir got into an open-top motorcycle and drove towards the tallest building in the city.

The buildings in the inner city area look less dense and are much neater.

This is the area where the nobles lived.

Only then did Rein get a clear look at the overall layout of the imperial capital, "Wussenbar".

This vast city isn't entirely situated on a single Mechanical City, but rather comprises many. The outer city consists of smaller Mechanical City, much like communities, connected by steel bridges.

Only the inner palace is that "overlord-level dragon city"!

The palace was not much different from what Rein had imagined.

It's all about luxury, nothing but luxury.

A colorful glass roof, gleaming golden railings, and massive Roman columns.

The accompanying Mechanist Legion remained outside the palace, while only Ymir and Rein, led by a court attendant, went directly to the emperor's bedchamber.

On that jeweled bed, Rein met Emperor Oma, Dopler Spurglin, for the first time!