Chapter 2200: Huamian Avenue at night

Standing in front of the magic platform of the teleportation site in the city, Bimoyer pressed his finger on the block map of the stone platform. He stood blankly for a few seconds, with his hand retracted.
"Bimoyer?" Wendini, who was sitting on his shoulders, looked into his eyes, "Aren't you going to your father's place? Why aren't you leaving?"
"Forget it, I'm not going. I'm not going today." Bimoyer took two steps back and looked back.
"Why? Is it too late?" Wendini asked curiously.
"Um."
"But I don't think you are in the right mood."
Bimoyer fell silent and walked slowly on the street, thinking of his father’s usual strictness and family tradition, now that he rashly ran to his father’s workplace and asked about his marriage contract at this time, he would be scolded and driven out indifferently and cruelly. Bar. If you want to go, it's better to change time and place.
"Shall we go back to the annex to rest?" Wendini asked.
"Yes."
"Will you go back later?" Wendini said, "I passed through the park before, and there seemed to be many interesting creatures in it. There seemed to be elves. I saw the green fairy and the Daoxiang little monster. They were playing together, very interesting."
Bimoyer stopped.
"What's wrong?" Wen Dini asked tentatively, "You don't want to take Wen Dini to play?"
Bimoyer took out his silver arms from his pocket and checked the time. At 9:7 in the evening, he said, "Let's go shopping."
Wen Dini said excitedly: "Okay, okay, by the way, call your snow elf out and play with me."
The Snow Elf refers to the Bimoyed Domain Elf. Bimoyer did not do this, but walked back to the teleportation site again and found a place to go over at will.
The main avenue of Ten-Star City is very wide, and the distinctive buildings are quite different from those of Dibile. Dibile does not have such a wide street, nor does it have such bright buildings. The Imperial Capital of Moyue is even more primitive and modern. The combined city is richer in history and culture. The Ten-Star City has experienced three large-scale and serious riots in Desman’s nearly 100-year history. Two of them have caused large-scale building destruction in the city. Therefore, the buildings here are so new and the roads after reconstruction are so. Lenient.
It is the first time that Bimoyer has come to the capital of Desman. Of course, he has never been to the capital of St. Bikya, but he knows more about Sindmore, the local customs, geography and folklore, he learned from too many newspapers and magazines. As you can see in the book biography, because the hostile relationship between the devil and the saint has existed for a long time, all the noble classes in Dbilisi have an extraordinary understanding of Saint Picea and Syndmore. But he doesn't know much about Desman, who is also a superpower in the world and has been extremely low-key for the past 100 years.
After walking a section of the street, I reached a teleportation point, and turned around to another street.
"Where is this? It's so quiet." Wendini looked at the street. Although it is quiet here, the road is not narrow, and it is not a small street and laneway for residents' rooms. The surrounding buildings appear majestic and solemn. They are not very tall houses, but are built with large pieces of stone, not the small refractory bricks used in private buildings.
The floating characters on the floor tiles and the nameplate on the wall constantly show the name and number of this street. This Huaxian Avenue was once the most sacred street in the Ten-Star City, and it was the path that the Emperor of the Desman Empire must follow when he was crowned and crowned. It is now brilliant No, but still retains the former majesty.
Bimoye said: "The coronation ceremony of the Emperor of the Desman Empire was held on this street. The sacred temple in front is where the emperor was enthroned. When you come here, of course you have to go there."
"Is the emperor the king?"
"Um."
Wen Dini was so surprised that she couldn't hear from ear to ear: "Can you go in the king's place?"
Bimoyer said: "Before I came, I read in the magazine that after the Desman reform, the Sacred Palace was opened to the people, but I don’t know if it’s so late and it’s not open. But it’s okay. The street is not only the hall where the emperor was crowned, but you can’t go there, you can also go to see the Ruler’s Square, the Heroes’ Monument, the Invalides, and the Monastery."
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In the hall of Les Invalides, a woman wearing a dark red dress and a black silk headdress, accompanied by a few people, admired the stone sculptures and portraits of the great men and heroes in the history of Desman. Her dress seems simple, without any gorgeousness, but every move reveals a noble temperament. Every time she looks at it, a subtle expression makes people feel mysterious and elusive.
This lady is wearing black silk gloves and holding a short black staff with transparent gem beads in her hand. She walks very slowly, stopping in front of every statue, admiring for dozens of seconds, occasionally talking The companion said a few words softly.
Among the people who accompanied her on the tour were old people and ladies. Some were wearing the coat of arms uniforms of high-ranking officials in the capital. And at the door of the Hall of Invalids is a guard forest, with a team of the most well-equipped guards on both sides. However, the two guards have different armor systems, and the graphic emblems on their armors are also different. They belong to two different units, but they both hold rigorously trained beasts to guard here.
Inside the hall, Dixit Chopra, the young great wizard who represented Desman at the last Fort Merlot meeting, looked down at the time in his palm, and said to the lady: "Madam, it’s a bit late. Let’s send it. Go back and rest."
The official next to him immediately echoed: "Yes, ma'am, it's almost ten o'clock, it's better to rest early."
The lady looked at several people around her expressionlessly, and said unhurriedly: "I am visiting the Hall of Invalids, making you feel uncomfortable?"
The officials were taken aback, and bowed their necks and said, "No, no, I dare not dare. The main reason is that the time is too late. Everyone is worried about your safety."
"Here, am I in danger?" The lady's voice couldn't hear the slightest angry or unhappy meaning, just like ordinary questioning.
But the officials trembled one by one, walking on thin ice. However, these officials and dignitaries are all old-fashioned, and the verbal answer is naturally very appropriate: "Your status is too noble, we dare not be careless."
The lady lowered her eyes and was dazed for a while, then raised her head and said, "I will look again, nothing will happen."
"Yes." The companions can only continue to accompany them.
At this time, there was a sound outside, and the guards outside the temple seemed to be talking to someone. The voice was not loud, but it attracted the attention of the people in the temple.
Outside the hall, the chiefs of the two guards blocked Bimoye from the left and right, and one of them asked, "Who are you? How come here at this time!?"
Another asked: "How did you get in? This street has a curfew at night, don't you know?"
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