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 tLady 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 cup 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 cout 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.
They scene 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
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estate, it run of magic crystals.
There was mist in the air, coming from all around as pipes enhanced with magic gave off heat to keep the
workers warm. The lord mage had shielded the entire town in a dome, keeping snow out of it.
The town dwellers and were glad for all the work in the town because there was not much to do in winter. Every
road in the town was being worked on. Horse carriages were no longer allowed to be used as transport until all
road dried firmly.
In the places where the roads had been dried with magic, traffic signs that also worked with magic crystals of
different colors were being put up. The news roads would have new order, no more riding through the streets
with carelessness.
"It is like a whole workshop over here." Brolin commented.
There were thousands of workers helping in the construction of the road at the stime. More than half of the
work was done, at least ninety percent.
"We will soon walk on roads paved with phoenix ash and moonstone dusts. | never thought that moonstones
would be useful. Nobody had ever seen much value in owning moonstone crystals. | am afraid that this will
change when word spreads about there value in construction." Brolin was almost gushing as he expressed his
awe.
They stepped onto one of the finished roads. The knights lightened their steps, moving like dainty ballerinas.
"Is it safe?" Sir Marcus asked.
He was among those that were hesitant to walk on the new road.
"Safer and cleaner. We will never have to worry about mud on rainy days. This road will never wear down, not
even if a herd of elephants runs over it!"
Sigrid led them over to Octavia who had already been joined by the newly appointed minister of roads and
works. Because it was a crown princess that had arrived, most workers stopped and gawked. It was the first time
Sigrid was being seen in person in Duskridge.
The workers were not the only ones gathering, town folk had paused movement to get a glimpse at her. They
were whispering about everything, from her looks to her dress.
Speople that could be considered to be Mauve’s fans were calling her neagerly. Crystal cameras were
being pulled out of pockets.
"I am beginning to think that you are more popular than | am." Sigrid laughed.
"Not with animals." Mauve replied.
She waved at her fans as the minister led them to a tent that he was using as his office.
"Crown princess, to what do we owe this honor?" he smiled as brightly as the moonstone dust gathered in the
corner of the tent in a wheelbarrow.
"| cto check on your progress." She answered. "You are three days behind schedule, you should have ended
work in Duskridge by now. You were supposed to begin working on the roads in Doria tomorrow."
The minister felt fidgety and he looked at Octavia.
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Only Sigrid knew what Mauve was about to say. The king had volunteered to launch the phone on live television
because he wanted to hog the glory as always.