In this world, the dominant countries are three super empires that each occupy a huge land area, the protagonist's current homeland Avaranga, the old rival Smolan, and then the ancient eastern country of Aotran, it is certain that the name of Aotran is not called "Aotran", according to the translation, its name should be called [Tianfang], and it can also be translated as [Middle Kingdom].

As a giant empire that has been passed down for so many years and has never had a civilizational breakdown, they are qualified to call themselves the "center of the world".

In fact, they have always maintained a very high level of national pride, and this pride did not rein until they met Avaranga and Smålan: according to tradition, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs invited the envoys of the other side to visit, invited the other side to learn about the situation on the other side, made cautious contacts, confirmed their strength, and decided on a strategy to deal with them, and then they figured out what the other side was like from countless ambiguous historical records and the obscure language and grammar of the other side.

Seriously, it's no wonder that later generations of country-themed anthropomorphic comics painted Otlan as a dead tsundere———— and the initial contact was a disaster.

In the long history, the other side has been in contact with the small countries on the edge of the Otlan continent and the surrounding islands, and their dynastic succession is caused by internal corruption, so the [Central Dynasty] treats the [Strangers Who Don't Know Where They Come From] in the same way as "small countries and widows".

All records confirm that the other party was always polite, courteous and rudimentary, and used euphemisms, but the envoys always wanted to meet the supreme leader directly, and they miscalculated the land area of Avaranga, and the fact that they wanted to meet the king directly for the first time proved that they had made a lot of mistakes, and then the streets were full of professionals and building plans, as well as maps of the country and basic information, and the opposite side was silenced.

Now, after the establishment of diplomatic relations for decades, the two sides have always gotten along very happily, and these are all built on the basis of strength.

It wasn't until decades ago that the map of the Three Kingdoms was assembled to create a complete picture of the world, and until then people only knew that the planet under their feet was round and had sailed around it.

For the voyagers of this world, the sea conditions of the earth are warm like a warm breeze in a rare summer afternoon.

In short, the two sides have a good relationship, at least you can see a lot of Otlans here, the loose clothes that do not hinder the movement are in stark contrast to the modern wear of Avaranga and other modern people, God knows how that developed, their trouser cuffs and cuffs are at least three times the normal size, the first feeling to Albert is like a Taoist suit in the comics, but the hem is only about twenty centimeters down to the waist, and the trousers are not tucked into the boots, whether Småland has so-called boots is still up for debate.

On the other hand, there are very few Smålands, and the medieval style separates them from the others, where three styles of dress collide, and all three parties feel that their style of dress is the best, and that several countries are strong enough not to be easily invaded by culture.

That's why people on the street dress with a subtle mix of styles.

In addition, the summer vacation is here, and the summer vacation in this world is also between June and July, and there are many students on the street.

He looked at the teenagers and girls mixed in the crowd, and he couldn't help but evade taxes in his heart.

I don't know why, the last graduation semester is always a few months shorter than in previous years, ask the teacher, all say that what should be learned, and then stay in school, it's just a waste of time, and the class teachers can also take advantage of the more vacant gaps to trim, to face their next group of bear children, it is the practice of the otherworldly college, the welfare of the teachers, the old gentleman who only teaches two classes when he is older is cool, they can come in leisurely, teach two classes in the morning, make a cup of tea in the afternoon, drink until the water is white, and leave.

It's young people, who teach three or four classes, and have more time to play, chatting and bragging, joking with each other, and having a lot of time to write lesson plans———— this thing is generally shared between teachers, and the people who inspect it also turn a blind eye, but if there is a problem with teaching, it will be miserable if the inspection is strict.

The sky is full of fragrance, and the quiet clouds are swimming all over the world.

Drunken and romantic, the boy is crazy, and he doesn't know the rain and hesitation.

Albert made up a limerick poem that he thought was catchy but also felt should be thrown into the trash, and he didn't go to school in his previous life to have basic literacy, and he still had the literary literacy to write a limerick, looking at the children running around the street, it reminded him of those young and frivolous days, it should be regarded as frivolous, at that time, it took a long time to integrate into the group and do a lot of stupid things, and that group of pit goods often gave him the illusion that he was a nanny, but, very interesting.

And the ultimate test after the summer vacation when I was a student.

A man, a pen, an evening, a miracle.

This is the street of the port city, the gray and white wallless painted square houses, five storeys high, the street shops are open, and they are also very lively, the aroma of all kinds of food and plants converges in the air, and on the spacious roads, everyone is moving towards their goal, or they look natural, or they look left and right, or they are enthusiastic, or they are at a loss, the snack vendors carrying their burdens, the merchants pushing carts, the folk artists shouting and selling, they laugh, scold, shout, shout, live, they come from all over the world, and now they are the flesh and blood soul of the city, the pulse of the city。

Albert held his head high, and the patchwork of various styles of painting made him find interesting, and he sketched the outlines of various things in his mind, but he came back to his senses.

Cecilia called him excitedly in front of him, and immediately ran over, pulled his sleeves, and showed him new little objects that he had never seen before, the plush ears on his head shook violently, and the tail shook softly and flexibly, which made the wizard seem to see a big golden retriever biting a small ball and coming back to ask for merit from his master, so that a big dog's tail that kept flicking behind his back did not have the slightest disobedience.

Suddenly, there was a shadow streaking, it was a magical wind-driven glider, soaring no more than a few meters from the rooftop, and a flock of birds delivering letters, and he saw a little boy on the side of the road following a man in medieval costume, the boy looked at the glider, and the people who were flying with natural expressions, accustomed to flying, with longing in their eyes, a certain longing, until they were pulled away by the man who looked like the boy's father, and he was still watching, tonight, the child would probably have dreams of flying to the sky.

A bell rings behind him, reminding passers-by to give way, and the half-grown boy sprints across the intersection ahead on a brand-new shiny bicycle full of momentum to challenge the speed limit.

The young man of Otlan, who had the appearance of a yellow race, carried a huge backpack on his back, and ran wildly with the blessing of fire, and the wind swept between the two.

As time passes, people are also changing, never stopping.

It's like God knows how Cecilia went from a feline girl to this canine girl in front of her.

Albert looked at the woman who had stopped in front of the food stall again, shrugged her shoulders, took out her notebook and drew something, nodded in satisfaction, and threw it into her personal space.

"Boss!