The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 223: New magical roads

Sigrid had removed herself from the living room, giving Mauve and her mother room to discuss Mauve’s plan to lead the mage battalion in the war against Nemoris.

The conversation lasted three hours, by the time Lady Silver left, her eyes were red and swollen. Mauve’s were red but not swollen.

Mauve met Sigrid in the carriage and they set off for a part of the city that was less crowded, a town called Duskridge. It was named so because it was perched on a ridge and the middle ground between the cities of Doria and Cove city.

Duskridge was known for its unique landscape, offering the best views of sunsets, the hoard of whispering trees on its edges and a little tavern named Burning Embers where a merry band of dwarves played the most preposterous songs. They basically took the rumors on the lives of the nobles and turned them into silly songs.

It had been chosen as the trial place for the cement roads because it was less crowded than the rest of the city.

Roland had launched the project in person along with the head mage because the cement was a product of the mage estate. A mage named Octavia Lemon had come up with the recipe after finding inspiration from one of the new textbooks in the mage library.

She was one of the awakened female mages that had been living in hiding until it was successfully proven that female mages were acceptable in Eldoria. After seeing Mauve leading the rescue team, fifteen more adult female mages had come out of hiding.

The mage estate was now thriving more than ever as mages were making more contributions to Eldoria than forging swords and wielding them.

The ride to Duskridge was short because they used magical horses, arriving at their destination in just under twenty minutes.

was a chaotic symphony of activity. Mages were working in unison to lay the cement on the roads that had been dug. A foreman was shouting instructions while ordinary humans sung songs of encouragement as they hauled bags of glowing cement powder. Octavia herself was on ground, tinkering with the cement mixer which emitted faint hums and occasional puffs of red smoke. The cement mixer was

off heat to keep the workers warm. The lord mage had shielded the entire town in a dome,

winter. Every road in the town was being worked on. Horse carriages were no longer allowed to be used as transport

worked with magic crystals of different colors were being put up. The

whole workshop over

the same

and moonstone dusts. I never thought that moonstones would be useful. Nobody had ever seen much value in owning moonstone crystals. I am afraid that this

the finished roads. The

safe?" Sir Marcus

those that were hesitant to walk

We will never have to worry about mud on rainy days. This road will never wear down, not even

joined by the newly appointed minister of roads and works. Because it was a crown princess that had

the only ones gathering, town folk had paused movement to get a glimpse at her. They were whispering about everything, from her

that could be considered to be Mauve’s fans were calling her name eagerly. Crystal cameras were being pulled out of

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