Chapter 297: The Power of Details! Curiosity and Decision!

"Thank you, Great Lord of Flame, for your generosity and mercy, granting us a place to live and delicious food..."

On the streets of the City of Miracles, an elderly catwoman was praying.

The cat tribe now handles law enforcement in the City of Miracles.

This is because cat warriors move lightly, have good stamina, and possess amiable temperaments.

In truth, the City of Miracles requires little law enforcement; most of the cat warriors' duties have become this:

When a child's toy falls into a drain, they go down to retrieve it.

When an elderly person gets lost, they escort them home.

After all, the City of Miracles is so vast that it is common for older beastfolk to lose their way.

"These people are truly devout!"

Nearby, Princess Luoying said.

The sword-bearing maiden Nengcui nodded and said:

"Yes, Princess, along this journey, we've often seen beastfolk praying everywhere; their faith in the Lord of Flame runs deep."

Princess Luoying surveyed her surroundings; she stood at a crossroads, sunlight bright, sidewalks wide and orderly, the central roadway made of some unknown material, perfectly flat—she had only heard the palace maids call it cement.

Between the sidewalks and the buildings behind lay wide green belts, filled with blooming flowers.

This was a simple street scene in the City of Miracles, yet it left Princess Luoying awestruck.

Such street views were rare even in the capital of the Xiling Kingdom.

Princess Luoying said: "Nengcui, have you noticed? There are no beggars here, no swindlers, no thieves, no ruffians. The beastfolk here all wear determination on their faces, and the elderly show not a trace of worry about life—even in our own city, such a thing has never occurred."

Nengcui said: "Yes, Princess. If not for their various beastfolk traits, I would hardly believe such a city could exist in a beastfolk nation."

Princess Luoying looked toward the catwoman who had finished praying; after her prayer, the elderly catwoman resumed her work:

Pulling out a few stray weeds from the green belt.

This was not assigned work—it was voluntary, which explained why so few weeds could be found in the green belts here.

"They truly love this city."

Princess Luoying thought.

After wandering the City of Miracles for half a day, she grew increasingly astonished by it.

Sometimes, the smallest details reveal the most.

Even the grandest, widest city could only impress Princess Luoying at first glance.

Now, she was shaken to her core.

Because the beastfolk here lived with extraordinary quality.

Young beastfolk all radiated vigor, their faces filled with hope for the future.

The elderly beastfolk bore no trace of the worry common among elders in the Xiling Kingdom.

That worry stemmed from fear of survival—fear that today's meal might be their last.

This proved the city was not merely superficial, not just beautiful on the surface!

This proved the beastfolk nation excelled in many ways beyond the Xiling Kingdom.

Princess Luoying desperately wanted to know how this city had developed so well.

Weren't beastfolk said to have terrible farming techniques, barely able to feed themselves?

Weren't they said to be violent, with human settlements often seeing deaths?

Weren't they said to be unclean, with both city-zai and homes reeking?

Weren't they said to be ungovernable, their nation utterly chaotic?

Until now, Princess Luoying realized every claim the Xiling Kingdom made about the beastfolk nation had been overturned!

But those claims were not baseless!

Some powerful humans had once traveled through this beastfolk nation; even a fairly accomplished bard had crossed the Misty Mountains to visit here and written of it in his poems, which spread widely throughout the Xiling Kingdom.

That meant the Xiling Kingdom's claims about the beastfolk nation were grounded in fact—and accurate.

"The beastfolk nation's transformation must have begun with the appearance of the Lord of Flame."

Princess Luoying suddenly thought.

Throughout the City of Miracles, symbols of flame appeared everywhere.

On streetlamps, on trash bins, at the center of houses, on roadside benches.

Even on the paving stones, flame symbols appeared at regular intervals.

This was the Lord of Flame's nation!

Princess Luoying believed the beastfolk nation's transformation was almost certainly the Lord of Flame's doing.

Otherwise, how could these beastfolk achieve something so miraculous?

Her heart was now brimming with curiosity about the Lord of Flame.

"Grandmother, could you tell me about the Lord of Flame?"

After walking several more blocks, Princess Luoying saw a foxwoman sitting on a roadside bench, basking in the sun.

The foxwoman was very old.

Hearing Princess Luoying's question, the foxwoman looked up at her, as if assessing her race.

Many elderly foxfolk had never seen humans.

Princess Luoying smiled: "I deeply revere the Great Lord of Flame. We have come to deliver gifts to your nation."

Under Princess Luoying's smile, the elderly foxwoman finally spoke.

The deeds of the Lord of Flame were no secret in Yan Kingdom; the temples even encouraged their spread.

Now, over two million beastfolk in Yan Kingdom all knew well how the Lord of Flame descended miracles and revelations, helping the Queen gradually establish Yan Kingdom.

The fox and cat clans, skilled in song and dance, even created grand dramas, performed daily on a square east of the temple, drawing vast crowds—tens of thousands attended each performance.

For example, the meeting in the snowfall night.

The Lord of Flames chose the Queen as His first sacred maiden, so in the rain-soaked night He descended His power to aid the Queen in overcoming her trials.

For example, the great defeat of the Black Fox.

The Lord of Flames' chosen mage, Mage Mengying, instantly slew the Black Fox chieftain; the fox clan, emboldened, crushed the Black Fox and unified the entire fox race.

These small dramas lasted only about an hour per performance; they were spontaneous acts by the beastfolk, and Sister Qing Ling did not stop them.

The elderly fox woman knew the details well, recounting one by one the deeds of the Great Lord of Flames, and Princess Luoying listened with great delight.

After hearing these tales, Princess Luoying's curiosity did not diminish—it grew even greater!

The royal library held many books; as a child, Princess Luoying had been curious about the gods and learned through these texts of the deeds of numerous Heavenly Realm deities.

But the Lord of Flames seemed unlike any of the Heavenly Realm deities she had known!

By the time Princess Luoying had finished listening, night had fallen.

"Princess, the evening banquet is about to begin; let us return."

The Wang Gong maid said.