Chapter 155 Report
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Locke, who had just realized what level he was in, was not discouraged. Compared with the ordinary farmer who spent his whole life in a daze in Faustin, he was already many times more fortunate.
As a little guy at the bottom, all he can do is try his best to climb up and up.
Locke has never had high ambitions. He always felt that he had worked hard enough, and it didn't matter to what extent he would end up.
Knowing that the Galleon Knight is a strong knight at the official level, Locke began to approach the Galleon Knight intentionally or unintentionally. What is the difference between knights and ordinary people like them?
After observing for nearly a week, Locke came up with an answer that seemed very strange to him, "Eating less than the average person?" Locke recorded the words like a ghost painting, and was speechless.
The knights of Garenne did not eat with their ordinary soldiers. Ormore's cavalry escort did not mean to invite the knights of Garen to have dinner together. This official knight-level powerhouse, every time it came to dinner, he always A person sits cross-legged and cultivates.
Locke noticed that every time the knight ate alone, he ate a piece of blue meat that he carried.
Locke guessed that it should be the flesh and blood of some kind of monster. Only the flesh and blood of monsters rich in energy can afford the needs of a formal knight for a day.
Just like himself, since cultivating Dou Qi, his appetite has more than doubled compared to before.
The city of Princeton is getting closer and closer in a non-stop hurry day by day.
In December of the New Year, Locke spent his twentieth New Year in the Ormore Empire, a small town called Lorenza. In a blink of an eye, Locke was twenty years old.
The New Year in a foreign country did not give Locke a special feeling. Wasn't it the same when he fought in Charlo before? The only feeling may be that this New Year has been warmer than before.
Whether it's sister Leah, Princess Angelina, or Grace, they all let Locke have no regrets this New Year.
On New Year's Day, the Omor Empire also ushered in the first snow of the year. Because of the heavy snow, the envoy stayed in Lorenza for about two days, and then set off again.
In mid-January, after three and a half months and spanning five countries, the embassy from Faust finally arrived at their destination, Princeton, the imperial capital of the Omor Empire.
Princeton is like a giant steel beast, lying in the southern center of the Omor Empire. This is a 100-meter giant city walled by obsidian and steel. , This is a capital that suppressed the Omor Empire and stretched for three thousand years.
The closer you get to this city, the more you can appreciate the majesty and atmosphere contained in it.
Following the escort led by the Knights of Garen, the envoys slowly entered Princeton. From the top of the capital, they looked like a handful of ants entering an intricate nest.
Princeton claims to be able to accommodate four million people, and the total number of its urban residents is already the number of two Faustins and,
A city is a country, that is Princeton.
But after Locke entered the city, he didn't feel the crowd of people. On the contrary, Princeton gave him the intuitive expression of spaciousness, whether it was a 30-meter-wide oil cypress road or an average ten-meter-high building, which created a kind of exposure to Locke. The illusion of a giant country.
"A city like a giant beast." Locke sighed, standing beside him was Angelina, and even the learned Angelina was in shock for a long time.
After sending the group to the diplomatic office of the Omor Empire, the Garon Knight led his troops away without saying hello.
It was already afternoon when the visas of all the members of the diplomatic mission were processed in the luxurious diplomatic office comparable to Faustin Palace.
The difference between the Omor Empire and Faustin is that the civilians here are not called civilians, but are called citizens.
The citizens of the empire are divided into three classes, the first class is the most honorable, and this is the status of ordinary merchant families, the second class citizens are second, and most of them are some handicraft manufacturers, and the third class citizens are the worst, representing the vast peasant class.
Further down are the poor. The slums are specially built for them. There are very few poor people in Faustin. As long as they are honest, they will never starve to death, but not in the Omor Empire. Most of them were prisoners of defeated countries or slaves who had escaped from the exchange.
The existence of the poor class made Locke realize that the Omor Empire might not be as good as he imagined.
The departure of the Galleon knights removed a layer of shackles from the envoys, but heavier shackles followed one after another.
All soldiers' weapons were backed up and recorded, personnel were registered, and each was issued a certificate representing his or her identity.
The nobles are still nobles, and Angelina has received a status that can represent the title of earl, which is not low. In Omor, a formal knight, at most, this title.
The other nobles were all down one level from their original stratum. Viscount Cage was only given the status of a lord. Locke's knighthood was given the status of a nobleman in the Omor Empire, which was lower than that of a knight. Better than a first-class citizen.
Those aristocratic children who do not have a title are not so lucky, and most of them only receive the status of a first-class citizen.
How could these pampered children of nobles who have been nobles for decades agree? The spears and sharp swords from the Omor Empire have calmed them down before they started making trouble in the office.
Just as the Garcia knights and Roma knights gave him the same feeling, Locke did not expect that in such a small place as the diplomatic office, there are local knights, and it seems that there are more than one.
The identities of Grace and other women and her sister Leia were a problem. Locke said whatever, and finally asked Angelina to intercede before giving them the status of first-class citizens.
Charlo has long since perished. Of course, the status of Countess Grace is of no use. They can only be regarded as foreigners now. Even if they were captured by the slave group of the Omor Empire and sold as slaves, there is no problem at all.
Fortunately, Angelina is a generous person, and did not give Locke face because of jealousy.
Most of the Dele in the festival will be exchanged for Moore, and a group of several hundred talents will walk out of the office.
"Find a place to stay first." Viscount Cage is a person who has paid attention. First of all, he reflected that they are now different from Faustain's country. Since they came here, they must follow the local customs.
Under the guidance of the responsible officials of the Omor Empire, the envoys rented a property on the Avenue de Chancher.
The area is comparable to that of the Marquis' Mansion, and it is more than enough to hold less than 300 people. In fact, there are only about 200 people living here. Most of them are soldiers of the Imperial Guard and secret guards. responsibility.
Angelina has no interest in taking care of their food, clothing, and accommodation for the noble children and their servants who came with them. These Faustain nobles, who also came to study abroad, will find their own foothold.
On the second day of the new home, Angelina entered the Princeton Palace on behalf of the Faustin royal family and met the emperor of the Omor Empire, Alexander 46.
The time to meet was very short, only less than five minutes, but everyone in the envoy waited in the palace for a full day.
On the third day, Angelina found the residence of Knight Garcia in the imperial capital according to the address given to her by Knight Garcia. few.
Because Knight Garcia was temporarily away from the mansion, Angelina handed over the scorpion dragon scales to a housekeeper in the mansion for transfer. Two hundred scorpion dragon purple scales, the combined weight was close to two heavy iron armors. But the old butler casually mentioned it without changing his face, stunned by Locke who saw this scene.
It's really unbelievable, Locke grinned.
There was nothing else to do after that. After walking around Princeton for more than ten days, and not even finishing one-tenth of the city, Locke and Angelina walked into the residential area that was only a short distance away from them—Champagne Avenue. The Imperial Royal Academy is three streets away.
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