??Chapter 595: Chapter 593 Review of Bipedal Flying Dragons
Chapter 595: Chapter 593 Review of Bipedal Flying Dragons
Mirror Lake.
Phantom Beast Knights riding the Mirror Lake red pigs sped across the water, the fad Mirror Guard of Red Castle.
Equally famous as the Shadow Guard.
At this ti, a Mirror Guard swiftly arrived at the town of Southern Arch Gate, handing a letter to the guard there.
The guard nodded and imdiately entered a newly constructed tower by the lake.
Engraved on the tower were five big characters—Thunderous Broadcasting Tower.
The guard handed the letter to a staff mber inside the tower, who passed it on multiple tis until an assistant delivered it to the top-floor office.
In the office, Princess Anxia, dressed in a simple gown, was reviewing docunts at her desk.
The assistant gently set down the letter, “Director, this is a letter from the Scholars’ Roundtable Council predicting the exact timing of this year’s ice season.”
Only then did Princess Anxia look up, opened the letter, glanced at it, and handed it back to the assistant, “Take this to the broadcasting room, give it to the announcer to broadcast.”
“Yes, Director,” The assistant turned and left.
Princess Anxia also stopped her work, swiveled her chair, and looked out the window. The tower of the Thunderous Broadcasting Tower was very high, even level with Red Castle, offering a broad view that allowed one to overlook the entire land and see new sights.
“These past few years, the changes have been significant,” she remarked softly.
In the past, residing within Red Castle, she enjoyed ascending to high places to look afar. Back then, Red Castle and the surrounding four market towns were always quiet and dull, lively only during festive atmospheres.
But now.
Centered around the small towns at the four arch gates—east, west, north, and south—more and more buildings rose from the ground, more and more cars traveled everywhere, more streets were continuously extended, and more shops were established.
Every day, the area around Red Castle was filled with vitality.
Although Grand Duke Russell had banned industrial developnt around Red Castle, as the national center of power, this area was clearly also enjoying the benefits of industry.
The most direct feeling was the increasing amount of local specialties from various places, which had beco commonplace in Red Castle.
Goods that once required rchant caravans to transport them after long journeys were now continuously delivered by cars.
“Apparently, there has been a breakthrough with the under-ice railway, and soon the railway connecting the Warm Enclave is about to be completed. When that happens, traveling to and from the Volcanic Oasis will only take half a day,” Princess Anxia thought with increasing amazent.
Unless riding a Phantom Beast, she would have to sincerely sit in a carriage to cross the Snowfield, then travel for two to three days.
Who could have imagined that one day it would only take half a day for ordinary people to make the round trip?
All of this had even occurred within just over a year.
More than a year ago, Red Castle was still the sa, Furious Wind City was still the sa, the whole Shadowfla Grand Duchy was still the sa. In Princess Anxia’s mory, more than a year ago and more than twenty years ago when she had first married in, everything had hardly changed.
“All these changes, they all stem from Russell…” Princess Anxia looked towards the direction of Furious Wind City in the distance.
There, tall chimneys were clearly visible, continuously emitting thick smoke into the sky.
Factories sprang up like mushrooms after the rain, whether sincerely engaging in industry or to cater to the tastes of the new Grand Duke, the nobles of the Grand Duchy were eagerly embracing industry, following Russell’s will.
Even.
Next to Red Oriole Castle, where Princess Anxia had rented, a factory producing matches had been built, and matches, this new product, rapidly dominated the daily lives of nobles and civilians alike, completely phasing out firestarters.
“He truly is… a remarkable young man,” Princess Anxia thought of Russell’s overly young face with deep emotion.
At that mont.
She suddenly rembered sothing, imdiately swiveled back in her chair, and turned on a bulky, rugged piece of machinery on the table.
Imdiately, a clear voice ca from the device: “…this year’s Warm Season is expected to end on January 4. The ice season is coming later than usual, but its duration might not be very long, next year’s Warm Season…”
The well-articulated broadcaster was reporting the climate predictions from the Grand Scholar Roundtable Council.
In the past, these predictions were sent to the nobility in the form of royal newsletters.
Now that the radio and the broadcasting were successfully developed, there was a new avenue for propaganda, but not many could afford radios. Especially at this stage, radios were bulky, crude, and incredibly expensive to produce.
Only the aristocrats were willing to spend the money to buy them.
Knock Knock Knock.
The door was knocked, then the assistant pushed it open, followed by Princess Kunlaya.
Princess Anxia imdiately asked, “Kunlaya, what are you doing here?”
“I ca to ask mother how long you will be working. The Dragon Birth Festival is just a few days away, and all the serfs in the manor have taken leave. Why are you still working at Thunderous Broadcasting Tower?” Princess Kunlaya asked sowhat helplessly.
Ever since following Russell’s seductive advice and investing in the developnt of the radio with Marquis Arno, and then setting up the Thunderous Broadcasting Tower, Princess Anxia had been busier than ever.
Wholeheartedly promoting the radio and managing Thunderous Broadcasting Tower.
She had beco a career woman.
“I’ll be back, I’ll be back soon,” Princess Anxia smiled. “Thunderous Broadcasting Tower is just getting started. I have a thousand things to worry about; it’s been a bit busy.”
“Why can’t the servants do it?”
“There are no servants here, only employees,” Princess Anxia took her daughter’s hand and left the office together with her. “You should familiarize yourself with the Grand Duchy’s new policies, like the employee system, ten-hour workday system, and various other new systems.”
Princess Anxia and her daughter left, and the assistant turned off the radio.
But in the palace of Red Castle, Russell was thoroughly enjoying the broadcast; he also had a rugged radio on his desk.
From ti to ti,
He tinkered with the radio, comparing it to the radio’s blueprint: “This is interesting, using the principles of magic arrays to make a radio… This must be the perfect combination of technology and magic power. I indeed have pioneered an Industrial Age with characteristics unique to Dragon Sleep Continent!”
At that mont, an attendant ca to remind him, “Your Highness, it’s getting late; you should start your inspection of Draco-breed Gardens and Fantastical Beast Park.”
The Dragon Birth Festival was about to arrive, and an old year had passed while a new year was upon them.
As the monarch of the Shadowfla Grand Duchy and the master of Red Castle, it was natural for Russell to make an appearance and display the grandeur of the Grand Duke.
“Then let’s depart!” Russell stood up.
He then left the great hall, surrounded by a large entourage of attendants, and t up with the Cabinet Minister to inspect Draco-breed Gardens.
Draco-breed Gardens housed a large number of bipedal flying dragons, including those contracted to the Duchy’s Lords; they had to be kept here because their ownership belonged to Red Castle, to Russell, the new Grand Duke.
Of course,
This ownership was public; whoever was the Grand Duke owned the bipedal flying dragons.
Elves and phantom beasts also fell under this public ownership. With Russell inheriting the position of Grand Duke, all these beca his. However, Russell did not inherit a single penny of the Flacrest Dragonblood Family’s private fortune; it all went to Princess Anxia and her daughter.
It could be said that Princess Anxia and her daughter were indeed the wealthiest in the nation.
After entering Draco-breed Gardens, the bipedal flying dragons circling in the sky and perched on the towers all landed in front of Russell to be inspected.
Of course, this was just a ceremony.
The bipedal flying dragons recognized the monarch’s identity as the Grand Duke, but that didn’t necessarily an they respected it—Grand Duke Kunstan was a pri example; he was the nominal sovereign of the bipedal flying dragons, yet not a single one held him in high regard.
After the inspection, Russell raised his hand and declared loudly, “My bipedal flying dragons, now, you are free to fly!”
“Roar!”
“Ao hoo!”
“Ang!”
“Eeyo!”
In response to Russell, the bipedal flying dragons flew off noisily; those circling continued to circle, and those perched continued to perch.
Russell also turned and left Draco-breed Gardens: “Next stop, let’s go to Fantastical Beast Park.”
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