George's New Life

At the top of the tower in the center of Black Wing, the current patriarch of the Jezzred Family - Shalaina Jezzred, stared at the white torrent on the crystal ball with an extremely solemn expression.

On the round table, there are more than a dozen female drow with different expressions. They are the elders of the Jezlade family and the real leaders of the city.

Drow Elf has always respected women, and men Drow are often only qualified to be slaves who vent their desires.

"Courtship" is the duty of women, who choose their mates like a domesticated animal, and change them from time to time.

But at this moment, facing the danger so close at hand, these Drow Elf have no time to enjoy their desires.

"Lolth, above, what are those?"

Serena asked through gritted teeth.

Along with her words, a thin black mist filled the tower.

As a descendant of Shadow Dragon, Salena not only has the pointed ears of Drow Elf, but also has black scales often appearing on her face. She also has the ability to cast shadow spells.

"According to the scouts we sent, they are undead skeletons. They should be from Dragon Shadow City."

"Is it Mortifer? No, we have already confirmed it. He died completely."

"Wasn't Dragon Shadow City destroyed by that Red Dragon long ago?"

Drow Elf people are talking a lot.

But Salena said in a deep voice, "It's Embers of the Burned Empire - the legendary Embers of the Burned Empire who is the emperor with 'World-Burning Dragon'."

"That empire on the surface?"

"Damn it!"

"Then, that Red Dragon."

"These greedy guys obviously live on the surface, why do they want to get involved in Underdark's affairs!"

Drow Elf people suddenly became confused, some were frightened, some were angry, and some were filled with resentment.

"Azure Foot Dragon Snake skeleton."

"Higher corpse demon."

Serena stared at the image on the crystal ball, her slender fingers trembling constantly.

"They are all high-level Undead Creatures. Such a legion is by no means improvised. This can only mean one thing -"

By the end of the sentence, her throat was trembling.

"They're targeting Jezzred Family, for whatever reason - they want to completely destroy us."

The tower suddenly became silent.

"Boom, boom"

Suddenly, a dull sound came from the city wall, accompanied by the sound of bones rubbing against each other, mixed with the wails and screams of Drow soldiers.

"Boom!"

Dozens of huge dragon and snake skeletons broke through the city wall and poured into the city, followed by thousands of undead skeletons.

The dragon and snake skeletons even climbed up the black tower and entangled themselves outside it.

The corpse demon stood on the huge skull of the dragon snake, overlooking the panicked Drow Elfs, and showed a twisted smile again.

"The hunt has begun."

Embers of the Burned Empire Capital, Istaria.

"When——"

The loud and long bells ring throughout the city, awakening sleeping people to start their busy day.

In a beautiful large house in Inner City, George also slowly opened his eyes and yawned.

He first washed himself in front of the mirror, then put on his military uniform, and finally wore himself a bronze medal representing the status of "Empire Baron".

"Tsk tsk, it's like a dream. It's genuine Dragon Blood Noble."

George adjusted his collar, looked at the pair of Golden Vertical Pupils that symbolized "noble blood" in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

As a human being who has received a gift, he already possesses the essence of magic, and is closer to True Dragon than those miscellaneous dragon beasts.

However, George did not exchange for the more conspicuous Half-Dragon potion like those extreme colleagues - he still preferred himself.

George came to the living room as a habit, put his hands together in front of the red Dragon Statue placed on the most sacred altar, closed his eyes, and bowed deeply.

"Good day, Your Majesty Keosius."

"I hope you will bless me with victorious battles and glory."

George's prayer is extremely sincere and comes from the heart.

Placing a statue of His Majesty the Emperor in the living room and worshiping it every day has become a popular trend in the empire - especially among the army.

Even the poorest reservist would ask the best blacksmith around to make a small statue out of fine brass and place it in his rented room.

"Admire Your Majesty, He will bring you endless victory."

"Praise Your Majesty, He will bring you eternal glory."

The origin of these two sentences cannot be verified, but many officers and soldiers of the empire firmly believe in them.

After doing all this, George placed three "Ginar" coins in front of the statue - it is said that this currency was designed by His Majesty himself.

George then put on the Imperial Army's coat, put on the military cap, and opened the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, a warm greeting came from the distance.

"Good day, George Baron."

"Good day, Grace Baron."

George turned around - that was his current neighbor, Grace. Parrid Baron, the same human soldier who had won honors in Northern Lands War.

The two are in similar situations and are of the same race, so their relationship is naturally quite close.

The two Dragon Blood Noble, who were also wearing military uniforms, greeted each other and then walked together to the station a hundred meters away.

"You came so early."

"Haha, I heard that Marshal Dolo has been tightening military discipline recently, and several officers who were slacking off have been dismissed from their posts. It won't happen sooner."

"Tsk, tsk, those people in the Military Justice Department don't know how to fight at all, they only show off their power internally."

On both sides of the road are bungalows of similar style with gardens.

In Istaria, where land is at a premium, owning a house like this is undoubtedly a great honor.

This is Inner City of Istaria. Only military officers, officials and big businessmen are qualified to live here. Many residents here are Dragon Blood Noble.

However, George is just a small Baron, living in the outermost part of Inner City, separated from the outer city by only a wall.,

"Du-"

Steam Engine Car drove in slowly and stopped at the station, spewing out bursts of white smoke.

This motorcycle is somewhat different from ordinary ones. The side is engraved with the coat of arms of rifles and artillery, and the interior is more luxurious.

This is a special military train provided by the government. It is only responsible for transporting officers and soldiers. No idlers are allowed to enter.

"Good day, Master Baron."

"Thank you for your service to the Empire."

The inspector at the car door glanced at the medals on the chests of the two people, nodded quickly, and then bowed slightly to welcome them in.

"Woo-"

The train was running at high speed, making noise, and the whistle at the top of it blew out streams of smoke.

People were coming and going outside the window, including hard-working workers, shouting newsboys, and Starfallers running around.

There are various buildings on both sides of the road, and large-scale factories can be seen in the distance, with black smoke billowing from the chimneys.

George sat quietly by the window, looking at the scene passing quickly outside the window, holding his chin in deep thought.

Too fast, everything changes too fast, faster than the scenery outside the window changes.

A few years ago, this place was a wilderness full of natural atmosphere, and George himself was just a humble, livestock-like serf.

But now, time has passed, majestic cities have risen from the ground, and he has become a respected "big man".

"It's like a dream."

George couldn't help but sigh again.

Looking at those buildings, he couldn't help but feel a surge of passion - and a raging impulse to give everything for this community.

This may be the "Empire Dream" described in "《Istaria Times》".

George thought so.