My Empire

"Ah! Your Majesty is here! Your Majesty is here!" A man leaned on a railing temporarily placed on the side of the road, waving his arms frantically toward the wide street excitedly.

Beside him, a woman was even more excited. She squeezed on the railing, and even her voice changed her tone: "Ah! I am going to die! I saw the emperor! I am going to die! I am going to die!"

Chris stood up from his position. The Grand Magister of Lonsadre saw Chris' movements, and then stood up. Luther drove very steadily, following the two rows of front motorcycles, slowly Pass the crowd on both sides.

Seeing his emperor standing up, the crowd became more agitated. The temporary railings were pushed and twisted by the crowd. Countless people shouted at the emperor's car, venting their inner joy.

"If you can kiss the back of your majesty's hand, you might have good luck in your entire life!" A businessman leaned on the railing and said with emotion. He was piled up with employees of his company, these employees pulling huge banners. It was written with a slogan of Long Live the Emperor's Majesty.

On the buildings on both sides, countless petals were scattered by people, and there were crazy shouts everywhere. The guard posts were densely scattered across the street, isolating the street from the crowds on both sides.

"You are a well-received leader." The Grand Magister Lonsadre said with some envy: "I can feel that you are no different from God in this city..."

"After you fill Grecan with food and clothing, let them have broadband, internet, TV signal, fresh fish, plenty of eggs, sugar and salt, car, house and work..." Chris Smiling and waving to the crowd on both sides: "You will also find that there are so many people supporting you."

"What you said, Greiken must have it too. It sounds really good, at least I think many of Ailan Hill's things are suitable for Greiken." After hearing Chris' words, Lonsadler agreed Nodded and said.

What am I talking about, you know? He even went so far as to say that Greken would also have... These old magicians didn't have any morals at all, they were shameless at all. Chris kept complaining in his heart.

While beckoning to the crowd, he was still thinking about other things. The puppet magic book here seemed to open the door to a new world for him, giving him more room to manipulate.

Many technologies that were previously unattainable can be pre-researched in advance. As long as he invests a lot of time, after other industrial technologies reach a high level, a brand new future will be presented to him.

"Long live my emperor Ailan Hillkris!" I don't know who suddenly took the lead in shouting such a slogan. Then the crowd on the side of the road boiled, and the already chaotic order immediately turned into a wave of fanaticism to the extreme.

As if the waves were hitting the dam, the citizens crowded and pushed against the barriers and the soldiers of the Guards, chanting the same slogans frantically, and shook the world with a loud cry: "My emperor... Ai Lanxi Long live Elchris!"

"Long live my emperor Ailan Hill Chris!" People shouted incessantly, so that Chris couldn't hear other voices.

"Ah! He is looking at me! He is looking at me!" A girl holding her heart in her hands felt her body trembling.

Next to her, another fat girl with freckles all over her face was displeased: "Your Majesty is looking at me! He was clearly looking at me just now!"

What idol can overshadow a young and handsome emperor? What's more, this emperor is single and still shoulders the heavy responsibility of empire's prosperity. Thinking about it makes people scream!

"Which one dare to fight with my mother, my dear emperor? I will chop her off!" A woman's crazy scream scared several soldiers of the Guards and looked over involuntarily, wanting to see how much it was. A sturdy woman can shout such words.

Then, a soldier of the Guards held his belly and bent over and vomited...

Another soldier of the Guards helped him caress his back, then looked at the emperor’s motorcade that had gone away, and comforted him with lingering fears: "Brother, it’s hard for you. I looked at a side face and my stomach is still sour. ..."

The Guards soldier who stooped and vomited while retching, and waved his hand at his companion to signal that he was okay. Then, after he straightened up, he couldn't hold back the roadblock and retched again.

What do you say? If the other party doesn't use nuclear weapons first, we will never go out... Forget it, don't want to, think about that face again, I guess I won't have dinner.

The state banquet is set in Serris Castle, and this is no alternative. The construction of the new royal palace has not yet been completed. At Chris' insistence, the luxurious palace has always been repaired and stopped. There is no such thing as speed at all.

Ailan Hill can repair ten missile silos for Dongfeng hm-5 missiles in one month, but cannot repair a pond in the palace. This is a good story to talk about.

After all, the construction team also needs to be cultivated, and it may even waste the magic ball of knowledge. Ailan Hill has not been extravagant to this degree, so Chris's request is that the construction of the royal garden can be saved and stopped. Just stop...

This also directly led to the fact that when the Grand Magister of Longsadre arrived in Ailan Hill, the newly built imperial palace was still in the foundation state, and only the Grand Magister and his party could eat in the old Serris Castle.

Compared to other buildings in the city of Serris, which is changing with each passing day, Serris Castle, which was originally the most magnificent, can basically only be described as shabby. The walls that have not been renovated for a long time even have traces of time, which makes the Grand Magister Lonsadre inexplicably kind.

Galenok, which looks magnificent, actually looks like this in most buildings. In fact, most of the cities in this world are the same in front of them, and the emerging cities of Ailan Hill are different.

Saying goodbye to the crowded and crazy welcome people, the state banquet at this moment seems much more stylish. Allan Hill’s best performing orchestra is performing lively melodious music, while Chris and Lonsadre sit side by side, enjoying the sumptuous food served by the chefs.

As soon as he picked up the tableware, Chris discovered that the old man Ronsadre next to him was actually a glutton who had been immersed in food for a long time.

The old man started his own "performance" as soon as the meat-skating section came up, and saw that he held a fork in his hand and ate everything on the plate at once, not even the delicately carved side dishes.

Vivian, who had seen the scene in Ailan Hill, was calmer, only moved the main ingredients on the plate, completely ignoring the beautiful but tasteless side dishes.

Comparing with Chris beside him, Lonsadre, who had just been completely demeaned, also found out that he had just eaten something that should not be eaten, so he put down his fork, calmly concealed his embarrassment, and held up the wine glass. After a brief taste, his eyes lit up.

"This wine...not bad!" Lonsadre put down the glass in his hand, feeling that in his long and long memory, he had never tasted such a delicious drink. Red wine, especially the red wine brewed by Chris's vineyard near Hanhai, is a rare wine in the high-rise buildings of Ailan Hill, and the taste is naturally different.

Although Lonsadre had even tasted the magical spirits, he still felt that the red liquid in front of him was more fragrant and mellow if he only commented on the taste.

He really liked the taste, so when he put down the glass, he said to Chris beside him: "When I go back, the plane you sent me seems to have a lot of places. I want to buy some wine like this. Take it back... I don't know..."

"I will give you some. After all, this level of red wine is also very expensive in Ailan Hill." Chris agreed with a smile.

"It's expensive?" Lonsadlet asked casually.

"You probably drank a tank with that bite." Chris looked for a reference without changing his face and described it.

"..." Lonsadre didn't want to speak, and threw a blank eye to Chris.

After the second dish came up, Lonsadre completely understood why Vivienne had become a gourmet foodie, indifferent to other aspects of Ailan Hill.

After tasting a bite of the Strengthened Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, the great magister felt that his hundreds of years of life had lived on a dog before he had eaten anything messy? In other words, this world has spoiled food for tens of thousands of years?

In the past, the famous chefs who he often showed off to others were really worthless in the food culture of Ailan Hill. Before, he thought that the canned fish, a specialty of Ailan Hill, must be the supreme enjoyment of local cuisine. Now it seems that the canned food is really just what the soldiers of the 9th Army describe as "a bit unpalatable antiseptic ingredient".

"If there is no need to suppress the magical atmosphere in my body, I am willing to live here for a few years... even if the magic practice is abandoned, it is worth it..." After eating a bite of truly fresh marine fish treasures, Lonsadlai said I plan to give up my magic pursuit.

He licked the soup on the fork, sighed with happiness, and then plunged into the battle to conquer a dish.

Vivian glanced at the great magister she admired with a bit of embarrassment, and continued to devour her head in embarrassment. She can be said to be rich in experience. She improved the mask on her face into a half style early on, with her exposed mouth. Let her enjoy these supreme delicacies very conveniently, without any time wasted.

The female magicians who came with them were embarrassed. They wanted to open a gap to eat a bite of dishes just like Vivian's first visit to Ailan Hill.