If you were to ask which city on the Star-Moon Peninsula is the most famous, it would undoubtedly be Lutetsia, the capital of the Crescent Kingdom.
As one of the oldest cities in the Western Yunete region, Lutetia was already one of the many capitals of the ancient Bloodline Dynasty as early as the era of Bloodline Kingdoms. And at the beginning of the founding of the Yunete Empire 1,100 years ago, it even became the imperial capital of the empire.
Nine hundred years ago, the Yunite Empire encountered a succession crisis and the entire country was divided into two, namely the East Yunite Empire and the West Yunite Empire.
The East Yunite Empire was destroyed in a disaster not long after, and turned into the East Yunite Black Land where monsters were rampant.
The Western Yunite Empire has survived to this day, but it has also experienced division, destruction, and reconstruction in history...
The Crescent Kingdom was established during the period when the Western Unate Empire split.
After the split of the Yuneit Empire into the East and the West, the founder of the Valva family, who was then the prime minister of the Western Yuneit Empire, took advantage of the weakening of the imperial power of the empire to seize power again and split the country. He cut off nearly one-third of the territory in the northwest of the Western Yuneit Empire and established an independent country, proclaiming himself king. This is now the Crescent Kingdom.
Lutetia naturally became the capital of the Crescent Kingdom.
It is precisely because of this history that even today, the residents of the Crescent Kingdom consider themselves to be the purest descendants of Yunite, and are fighting fiercely with the rebuilt Western Yunite Empire for the legitimacy of Yunite.
Charlotte saw all this history from church historical materials.
Miriam nobles rarely record history, but the Church of the Holy Royal Court has such a good habit, which allows Charlotte to fully understand the past of this world.
Of course, even for the Holy Royal Court, the detailed history records only start from the founding of the Yuneit Empire.
As for the history of the earlier period of bloodline monarchy, perhaps due to certain taboos or there may indeed be a lack of records, most of them have become legends passed down orally.
Perhaps some immortal species such as elves and dragons still have memories of that period.
But humans are humans, and they are who they are.
Elves and dragons, who always look down upon short-lived species, would not be interested in human history.
As for the mythological era and the elven era that were earlier than the Blood Moon Era, I am afraid that even in the records of the elves and dragons, many of them have been buried in the past...
After all, even dragons, which live longer than elves, only have a maximum lifespan of seventeen or eighteen hundred years. It is far from possible for them to have experienced the past two thousand years.
The only ones who could possibly be called walking mythological history books are probably the vampires who have survived from ancient times.
But it's a pity that these guys who sleep in coffins most of the time are sometimes even worse than going to ancient ruins to see murals...
Stop talking nonsense and get back to the present.
The royal capital, Lutetia, is located in the center of the Crescent Kingdom, about half a month's journey from Castel.
There was less than a month left until the central meeting. In order to hurry on, Charlotte reduced the number of visits and length of stay to the noble lords along the way.
The trip went smoothly. With the escort of more than a hundred fully armed knights in armor, no one dared to offend Charlotte. Even if there were bandits and robbers along the way, they had to carefully take detours after seeing Castel's convoy.
About twenty days later, Charlotte saw the tall city walls of the Crescent Kingdom's capital, Lutetia.
That's a really tall wall...
The huge city gate is nearly twenty meters high and is made of solid stone and iron components. It stands like a giant, declaring the authority of the kingdom to people passing by.
The sparkling moat is very wide, probably more than fifty meters, and is connected to the Kena River that surrounds Lutetia, and there are even ships sailing back and forth.
As the capital of the Crescent Kingdom, Lutetia is much more prosperous than North Port. It is said that its population is close to one million, second only to the Holy City of the Theocracy.
On the main road leading to the city gate, there were dragons of carriages, pedestrians, travelers and caravans coming and going in an endless stream, making it even more lively than the docks of Beigang during its busiest period.
When Charlotte's motorcade drove in, this was the bustling scene that was seen.
The Castel family's motorcade is still very conspicuous.
Twenty luxuriously decorated carriages and more than a hundred fully armed knights attracted countless people's attention as soon as they arrived, showing the limelight of the great nobles.
Pedestrians, travelers and small caravans nearby consciously made way and let Castel's convoy go first.
Of course, it was just making way.
There were very few people who stopped to salute like they did in the north, or looked around curiously like they did in other places.
Most of the caravans and pedestrians just glanced at the armored knights a few more times, then avoided them from a distance and no longer paid any attention to them.
This is also normal.
What Lutetia lacks the least is nobles. Nobles of all sizes can be seen everywhere. If you throw a brick on the street, you may hit a baron or viscount. People's awe of nobles is not as deeply rooted as in other places.
Luxurious aristocratic convoys like the Castel family's carriages were very common in Lutetia. Charlotte saw quite a few just outside the city gate.
Charlotte even suspected that what really made people give way were the more than one hundred majestic armored knights who were escorting them.
In addition, not all teams would give way when they saw Castel's team.
Some caravans with obvious noble crests on the sides of their carriages did not give way, including some caravans loaded with goods.
Many of these convoys were escorted by knights, and Charlotte even sensed an extraordinary aura from some of the knights.
It was obvious that these convoys all had aristocratic backgrounds. Charlotte even saw the family crests of several large families in the kingdom that she had studied hard.
Unlike pedestrians, the people in the convoy just looked at the Castel family's luxurious carriage and unfamiliar family emblem with curiosity and no longer paid attention to them.
However, the knights escorting the convoy could not help but look at Charlotte's escort team, or more precisely, at the sophisticated equipment of Knight Castel.
And those extraordinary knights kept their eyes on the knights around Charlotte's carriage, with expressions of surprise and doubt.
There is no other reason. Many of Charlotte’s fellow knights are also extraordinary people, and there are even a few who have entered the realm of transcendence.
The nobles of Miria also know how to respond to situations based on circumstances. In order to show momentum for this trip to the capital and avoid being picked on by some short-sighted guys, Charlotte brought along her most elite knight guards and the best knight armor.
She attended the meeting and negotiations as the victor and a new vassal, and had no intention of keeping a low profile from the beginning.
After taking a look at the exterior of Lutetia, Charlotte lowered the curtains of the carriage and waited to enter the city.
However, just as Castel's convoy was about to enter the stone bridge over the moat, bursts of horse hooves mixed with screams and curses suddenly came from the side and rear of the convoy.
Charlotte only felt the carriage stop slightly and heard the curses from her coachman.
She frowned slightly, opened the curtain again and asked:
"What happened?"
"My Lord, it's the cavalry! We were supposed to go up the bridge, but suddenly some cavalry cut in and rushed to the front!"
The coachman of the carriage said angrily.
"cavalry?"
Charlotte raised her eyebrows slightly.
She looked out the window and saw two rows of fully armed knights wearing grey cloaks overtaking Castel's team and occupying the stone bridge leading to the city gate, cutting in on Charlotte's team.
They were lined up on both sides, looking majestic and reckless. The screams just now were caused by cavalrymen rushing towards pedestrians. At this moment, they could still hear crying and shouting, which obviously meant that someone was injured.
However, these knights didn't seem to care. They didn't even look at the pedestrians who were knocked to the ground, but just rudely asked other passers-by to move them to the side of the road.
Several knights who happened to block Castel's convoy whistled at Charlotte's guard knights and made a provocative gesture, causing Charlotte's knights to glare at them.
At the front of the convoy, the captain of the guard, Baron Chalon, was riding on his horse, frowning and talking to the knight who was obviously the leader.
The leader of the opposing knights was arrogant, and only when his eyes fell on Caster's team of knights did he become somewhat serious.
When Charlotte's eyes fell on the noble badge on the other's chest, a hint of surprise flashed across her face.
There was no other reason. She was just too familiar with the other party's clan emblem and had dealt with them some time ago.
That was the Gaston family crest, exactly the same as the crest of Count Gaston's family, whom she had transformed into a blood servant.
The only difference is that the other party's emblem is surrounded by a circle of gold, while the emblem of Count Gaston's family is surrounded by a circle of silver.
Charlotte planned to use her magic to listen to what they were talking about, but before she could listen, Baron Sharon ended the conversation with the other party.
He comforted his knights and then rode towards Charlotte.
"what happened?"
Charlotte asked.
"My Lord, this is the cavalry from Duke Gaston's family. Their family members are about to enter the city."
Baron Sharon said with a grim look.
"Someone from the family? Not the Duke himself?"
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
"Not sure, they didn't explain in detail, they just asked us to get out of the way."
Baron Sharon shook his head.
"Tsk, it's quite impressive."
Charlotte clicked her tongue.
Baron Chalon hesitated:
"My Lord Earl, then we..."
"It's okay. Let them go first. Send someone to check on the person they just hit. Take the accompanying priest with you. Don't let anyone die."
Charlotte said.
Duke Gaston is one of the nine dukes of the kingdom. The other party’s convoy is so unscrupulous. Even if it is not the duke himself, it is probably an important figure in the Gaston family.
Although Charlotte did not intend to keep a low profile on this trip, she also did not intend to make enemies with other nobles before finding out the details.
It was just that she was cut in line and had to wait a little longer, but Charlotte didn't care that much.
After a while, Baron Chalon returned and reported to Charlotte about the pedestrian he had hit:
"The injured person's injuries are not serious and his life is not in danger. The cavalry should have held back. We have asked the accompanying priest to help treat him. After using the healing magic, he should be able to recover in a few days."
After listening to Sharon's report, Charlotte nodded slightly:
"Yes, sure."
At this time, the Gaston family's convoy also arrived under the escort of knights.
The convoy was huge and even more imposing than that of the Castel family. The tall carriages were extremely luxurious, and even the horses pulling the carriages were dragon-scale horses with dragon blood.
However, just when Charlotte thought that the Gaston family's convoy would go straight into the city gate, it stopped when passing by Castel's convoy.
Then, the carriage closest to Charlotte's carriage, which was also the most luxuriously decorated carriage in Gaston's convoy, suddenly rolled up its curtains, and a young and frivolous voice came:
"The Black North Mountain Eagle... The Castel Family?"
Charlotte looked over and saw a handsome young nobleman who looked to be in his twenties sitting in the other party's carriage.
On each side of him were two beautiful maids with graceful figures and scantily clad clothes. Their half-pointed ears declared that they were half-elves. In the maids' hands were wine glasses filled with fine wine and peeled fruits.
When the young noble saw Charlotte looking back, a look of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal.
He just whistled and smiled frivolously:
"Are you Charlotte of Castel? The pearl of Bolder, the saint who has not yet been certified by the Holy Royal Court?"
As he spoke, without waiting for Charlotte to answer, he looked at Charlotte's appearance and continued to talk to himself:
"It seems that rumors are sometimes quite true. The Pearl of Bolde... I thought it was just a gimmick, but today it seems that it is indeed worthy of its reputation. It can even be called the Pearl of the Crescent Kingdom and even West Yunet!"
"Judging from your appearance, you should have elven blood, right? You are so beautiful, but you have to swear celibacy to the gods. Tsk, what a pity... What a pity."
“Hahahahahahaha…”
Charlotte raised her eyebrows slightly, intending to ask about the other party's identity, but the young noble had already lowered the curtains amidst laughter and continued walking forward.
Amid the clouds of dust, the Gaston family's convoy entered the city gate under the escort of knights. Even the guards at the city gate saluted them respectfully. Only after the convoy was far away did they raise their heads one by one and continue to stand guard with their backs straight.
"Let's go too."
Charlotte said.
The armored knights looked at the direction where the Gaston family's convoy left with some dissatisfaction, swore a few words indignantly, and then escorted Charlotte's convoy towards the city gate of the royal capital.
However, just as the Castel family's convoy was about to step onto the stone bridge leading to the royal capital, they were stopped by the guards at the city gate.
"Which family's convoy are you from? The capital is a key area, and no armed knights are allowed to enter without permission!"
At the city gate, the fully armed guards took a look at the family emblem on the body of the Castel family car and said seriously.