golden city

The City of Freedom, the City of Dreams, the Headquarters of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce, a place that makes many kingdoms fearful of its wealth alone, a place where the world has given too many expectations and dreams.

But unlike the imagined cities and forces, there are no city walls here...

A peculiar golden line replaces the role of the city wall, symbolizing the goblins' concept of freedom and equality in building the Golden City. Crossing this line means entering the Golden City, under the jurisdiction and protection of the goblins.

In an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square kilometers surrounded by one-meter-wide golden lines, various luxurious and extravagant buildings are neatly arranged. The spacious roads paved with marble can accommodate seven or eight carriages passing side by side, dividing the Golden City into

Hundreds of square areas.

Outside the golden area, the scattered houses and shops have become a major feature here. This black market, which has developed based on the popularity and prosperity of the Golden City, has energy that you can't expect. It is said that as long as you can afford it,

For just a few gold coins, they can even get the king's scepter and the goddess's underwear...

In the very center of the Golden City, a building that is dozens of meters high and resembles a five-pointed star looks gorgeous and majestic, and this is the headquarters of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce in the Golden City.

At this moment, in the corner of the five-pointed star, a goblin in his fifties with one-sided golden glasses and some wrinkled skin is looking at the secret letter in his hand with relish...

Thoros King, one of the four vice-presidents of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce, is a goblin that many kings cannot ignore...

"It's a letter from my son. This guy did a good job!" Behind the luxurious desk, Soros smiled and looked at the middle-aged deacon in a black tuxedo who had just entered.

"Oh? I remember, he went to Ogilia! There was a war going on there!" The deacon in his forties, with short black hair and a neatly trimmed beard, replied in a deep voice, and

He gently placed a cup of black tea on the spacious desk.

"It's not just Ogilia, my friend!" Thoros took off his unilateral glasses, rubbed his eyes gently and picked up the cup of black tea, but did not drink it. "Several other kingdoms are also in chaos now.

No, it’s the White Night Empire…”

He smelled the tea aroma and put down the black tea again.

"But what exactly is the White Night Empire going to do? Why doesn't the Church of Light intervene? Even our intelligence network can't spy on it..." The deacon stood behind him respectfully, with a very serious expression.

"It's not that we can't spy out, it's that we were suppressed!" Soros shrugged, put his fists on the table with his hands, and put his chin up.

"After the president came back from the White Night Empire, he sealed off all the news there and recalled all the secret sources of the White Night Empire. Even the vice-president couldn't interfere with the reason...

But I know that the last person the president met in the White Night Empire was the Pope of the Church of Light!

And the first order sent back was to search for ancient ruins..."

Soros's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of hesitation and confusion in his sharp eyes.

"It seems that the matter is a bit serious! So young master...is it right?" The deacon asked tentatively after thinking for a while.

"There's no need, my friend." Soros shook his head gently, then sat upright again, his expression becoming happy.

"Crisis and opportunity coexist, and the goblins have always believed this. Searching for ancient ruins is the order of the president. If Victor wants to take over the Chamber of Commerce, he will have to pay more!

Moreover, he did not disappoint me..."

Soros said, and handed the red secret letter in front of him to the deacon, and the deacon did not shirk the blame. The actions and behavior of the two of them were more like old friends who trusted each other than the master and the deacon.

"Princess Gianna of the Kingdom of Ogilia? This is really good news!" After briefly reading Victor's letter, the deacon suddenly smiled happily.

"That's right! Old friend!

The last bloodline of the king, the orthodox successor of Ogilia, only with such an identity and weight can he be worthy of the attention of the vice president." Soros looked at the deacon excitedly, his eyes full of smiles.

"But Victor is still too young after all. His experience, character, and success are all still too immature.

Look what he said in the letter...

Looks like a goddess of light...

Wisdom like the goddess of wind...

Earth goddess-like affinity...

Fighting power like the goddess of fire...

…

Goddess, they are all goddesses, it seems that in Victor's eyes, this Gianna is the reincarnation of the goddess..."

Soros smiled bitterly and waved his hands repeatedly, but he smiled very relaxedly.

"I think... the young master may have fallen in love with the beautiful princess..."

The deacon also smiled happily, raised his eyebrows and teased.

"No, I know my son." Soros stood up slowly, and the hearty laughter he had just felt relieved his recent depressed mood.

"It's yearning and longing...

Victor's letter certainly expresses his feelings...

This is also what I’m curious about…”

Seemingly confused, Soros turned around and looked at the street outside through the huge crystal window with his eyes shining with wisdom.

"Maybe he is a little infatuated, but more of it is in awe. I think he is still too young..."

As he spoke, he slowly turned his head and a profound smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"She's just a seventeen-year-old little princess in trouble who doesn't understand the world...

As long as we extend an olive branch to her, what will she say in return?"

…

…

"This is for me? Really?"

Outside the golden line of the Golden City, Darby looked at the 10 gold coins in his hand with an unreal feeling.

"Yes, Mr. Goblin Merchant, this is the reward you deserve!"

Jaina nodded seriously, but looking at the Golden City in front of her that was completely different from what she had imagined, she seemed a little disappointed...

Under the leadership of Darby, it took them two days to arrive at the Golden City. Although they had never left the Plains, luckily he knew the way home, which made Jaina somewhat relieved.

But looking at the legendary Golden City in front of her, the Capital of Freedom, she felt indescribably awkward...

There were no tall city walls, nor groups of guards. There was no noisy atmosphere, no hawking along the streets, and there was no gold everywhere she wanted...

"Thank you! Thank you, beautiful lady...

No, beautiful goddess!"

Darby was so excited that he could hardly control himself. He carefully put away the gold coins and bowed solemnly to Jaina, but he hit his head on the marble floor with too much force.

"I'm going to tell this news to my father, the beautiful goddess!

Darby can make money now and earned his first gold coin with his own efforts!"

Darby's green face turned red with excitement, and even the bump on his forehead was ignored by him. After he finished speaking quickly, he turned around and ran straight to the city inside the golden line.

"Miss... we are going to report to the Chamber of Commerce of the Klea Alliance, so we have to say goodbye first!"

The beautiful Solan who had been following Jaina said goodbye in a low voice, and then hurried out as if running for her life. And looking at the intact condition of the long whip around her waist, it was obvious that she had not fulfilled her promise yet...

After pouting and looking at it for a while, Jaina also stepped into the one-meter-wide golden line, stepping out what she called...
Chapter completed!