From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Capital of Cyart Kingdom.

Nasir City.

At dusk, the setting sun painted the sky a splendid gold and red. The entire city was enveloped in a layer of gentle radiance, as sunlight, like fine silk, pierced through thin clouds, gently falling onto the shimmering surface of the water. The sea breeze, carrying a hint of saltiness, gently brushed past the ancient, solid stone pillars by the dock.

Adorned with intricate carvings and bearing the flag of the Cyart Kingdom, a steamship slowly approached the harbor. Guided by ropes, it firmly docked at the pier. A young man, dressed in neat dark clothing and wearing a refined top hat, slowly descended the gangway, his steps steady and confident, each one revealing a maturity and poise beyond his years.

“Lady Elena, we have arrived.”

Moter lightly tapped his slender cane against the deck, creating a rhythmic sound. Around them were a few pieces of simple luggage, each being picked up by Pitch Black and other servants.

Elena followed Moter, nodding slightly, unable to suppress the excitement within her, as she gazed toward Nasir City with curiosity and joy.

“This is the premier city of the East, the heart of the East on the Ouden Continent, Nasir City! I heard about this place when I was a child; back then, it was not as well-known. Now, I finally have the chance to be here.”

The population of Cyart people has swollen to tens of millions amidst rampant industrialization, and the development of Nasir City over the past fifteen years has undoubtedly been meteoric. It’s not only due to various Consecutions, especially the Path of Forging’s aid to Nasir, but also because under the deliberate control of the Fischer family, Nasir has almost become the railway hub and maritime center for Eastern countries. The annual flow of people and goods ranks first in the East of the Ouden Continent.

Furthermore, the Fischer family prioritized the construction of Nasir City by mobilizing resources from Eastern countries and the White Sea. Under massive policy support, the population of Nasir City exploded from several hundred thousand to a terrifying million, becoming the “Heart of the East on the Ouden Continent” in just fifteen years from a well-developed industrial port city.

Originally, the several towns and many villages surrounding Nasir City have now all become part of Nasir City, although many “more local” locals reluctantly admit this.

In simple terms, the closer you are to the Fischer family manor, the more prestigious the land is in people’s eyes. Essentially, any place “where you can see the Fischer Manor” becomes incredibly valuable, so much so that even having money isn’t enough to buy it. People who live near the streets of Fischer Manor are mostly from high society.

Nasir Manor is considered more prestigious than the Queen’s palace, a consensus held by almost everyone.

Not just the nobles of Cyart, but even the original nobles from Rhea, as well as some Carnians and Vallere citizens, have moved to Nasir with immense wealth.

“Thank you for your effort, everyone.”

After disembarking, the young man smiled and nodded in thanks to the workers on the dock before striding along a cobblestone path towards the heart of the city, Nasir Manor.

Elena also immediately followed Moter’s steps, curiously surveying Nasir, the heart of the East on the continent.

On both sides of the street were towering buildings; the stone-paved roads glistened with a warm luster under the sunlight. From the corner café came melodious piano sounds and deep conversations. Men wore tall top hats, women were in fitted long skirts, their hems gently swaying with their steps. Horse carriages moved slowly on the cobblestone roads, with an occasional automobile weaving through them.

Finally stepping onto the city of her dreams, Elena’s heartbeat accelerated with her quickening pace. Bohr City, compared to the capital Nasir, was almost considered a rural town.

Walking on the street, Elena looked around eagerly, each step felt like stepping into a fairy tale. On each side of the street, exquisite shop windows displayed various artworks and handicrafts, each attracting her gaze.

Moter remained silently smiling, leading her through the bustling market, where stalls displayed a variety of delicious foods and special products. The air was filled with tantalizing aromas, exciting her taste buds.

Elena couldn’t resist tasting a few of Nasir’s snacks, first furrowing her brow, then relaxing it.

“This one is not good, this one tastes good… so much seafood!”

“That’s because this is a port city,” Moter couldn’t help but laugh, then asked Pitch Black to bring two new bicycles, and together with Elena rode towards their destination.

“Once we have a subway, we will be able to get from the port to Fischer Manor even faster,” Moter said.

“A subway? What is a subway?” Elena couldn’t help but ask.

“Hmm, it’s something that has been in the Lorne Empire for a while now, but we’ve also learned the related technology. Construction of the first subway line under Nasir has already begun.”

Moter smiled as he rode the bicycle beside her, explaining all about subways, leaving Elena utterly astonished, feeling it was a genius design.

Finally, they arrived at the renowned Fischer Manor.

This was the most iconic location of Nasir City.

It was also the residence of the Fischer family, which had withstood warfare for nearly a hundred years, undergoing various repairs and reconstructions.

“This is Fischer Manor,” Moter pointed out.

Elena gazed at the manor’s grounds shaded by lush trees and blooming flowers, children chasing each other on the lawn, and pigeons leisurely seeking food by the fountain occasionally flapping their wings high into the serene sky.

She took a deep breath, etching the feeling of arriving in Nasir deep into her heart, knowing that no matter where the future took her, this city and every moment spent here would become her most treasured memories.

“Mr. Moter.”

Theo, with temples graced by touches of gray, stood in his black tailcoat, upright as he had been for decades, his eyes filled with determination and strength.

As a powerful Extraordinary Exponent of the 5th Rank, his life had been significantly prolonged, with even further hopes for the future.

Now, Theo’s role was as the chief butler of the Fischer family, and under him were two other butlers, a man and a woman, who managed the vast majority of mundane affairs within the family. Only those truly important matters, which the direct members of the Fischer family needed to personally handle, were entrusted to Theo.

Moter held great respect for Theo, holding onto his bicycle, he extended his hand with a smile and introduced:

“Mr. Theo, hello, this is Lady Elena, she is also a mid-ranking member of the Dawn Church. We were together in Bohr City fighting against enemies, and then we found something important… Now we have brought it back home together.”

“Hello, Lord Theo, I have heard of your name,” Elena said, looking at the imposing chief butler, Theo, instinctively feeling a bit intimidated.

“I have heard all about it from Lord Felix,” Theo nodded lightly, calmly looking at Elena, appraising her, and then continued in an indifferent tone, “Welcome, Lady Elena.”

After arriving at the manor, Elena suddenly pulled on Moter’s sleeve and said, “Chris, I would like to meet Lord Chris… He is my favorite idol.”

Moter paused, and after a moment of thought, he spoke, “My great-grandfather, he is probably in the cemetery. Since my great-grandmother Vanessa passed away ten years ago, great-grandfather Chris has often been in the cemetery.”

Elena blinked slightly and replied,

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“I see, then Lord Chris probably wouldn’t want to be disturbed during his mourning. In that case, I will not go there.”

Despite not being able to meet her dream idol, Elena felt quite downhearted, but she did not want Lord Chris to feel even slightly uncomfortable.

“Don’t be downhearted, there will be other opportunities in the future… Normally, to meet a member of the Fischer family, one has to submit a request letter or introduction at the city hall, but with me here, that won’t be necessary,” Moter said, frowning slightly, wondering why he felt the urge to show off in front of Elena.

“Hahaha! You’re back, Moter!”

Just then, a rotund old man in blue clothes with a full beard laughed heartily as he approached.

“Who is this?” Elena asked quietly.

She remembered the faces of all members of the Fischer family, but seemed not to recognize this man, mainly because the direct lineage of the Fischer family tended to be quite handsome, and this unkempt, rather portly person did not seem to fit.

“Lord Archibald, he is my great-grandfather’s best friend, and now he is the Royal Guard General of Cyart,” Moter quickly whispered in her ear.

The Royal Guard is a military force newly established in Cyart over the past fifteen years, originally part of the elite in the Cyart Royal Army.

As for the Cyart Royal Knights, composed entirely of Extraordinary Exponents, they are directly under the command of Darren Fischer himself, up until now.

Elena smiled, stepping forward to greet him politely, “Hello, Lord Archibald, my name is Elena Locke, I am from the Locke family, and also a Blood Receiver of the Dawn Church.”

“Lady Elena, welcome to Nasir City. The great Lord of the Lost will protect you,” Archibald greeted with a smile and then looked at Moter, reaching out to hug the young man but avoided.

“Hahaha, Moter, you’re finally back! I’ve been hearing about your ventures and worrying all along. It’s good to have you back, heh heh heh, those heretics are nothing but unworthy scum!”

“Lord Archibald, thank you for your concern. With the protection of the great Lord of the Lost, I won’t come to harm,” Moter said with a laugh.

However, no sooner had Moter finished speaking than they heard the stern voice of the chief butler, Theo, and at the same time, the commanding figure was quickly approaching.

“There’s trouble! Archibald, Moter, come quickly to the family meeting! What’s happened is very serious!”