During the rest time, after noon, there are many fewer pedestrians, because at this time, the sun is very strong, and not many people will have the leisure to go out shopping.

It's a little cooler, and there's the possibility of seeing orcs parade the streets, but for now, heh.

Now, there is nothing to do, but should I say that people are a bit cheap, many times I can't let go of one thing when I am familiar with it, I want to take a vacation when I work, and I want to work when I am on vacation: Cecilia has an urge to do a few new test questions.

"What the hell is this mental pollutant?!" "It's just an art show. "So this art show is just five men wearing a crown of chicken feathers and just knee-length shorts and twisting their waists?" she tried to turn her head away from the men, "Who is crazy? am I still the world?" "It's just the customs of the small countries around the Otlan continent. Albert was not afraid in the slightest, and talked and laughed freely, he was a man who had been baptized by the king ♂, "This is mostly a traveler." ”

Regardless of what that group of people were here for, at this moment, what they did made him see the shadow of the Bulgarian Demon King.

Five sturdy men wearing feather crowns, heavy makeup, exposing their thighs, singing and dancing, twisting their waists and stretching their legs to touch themselves and ♂ panting ♀, and there is one in charge of the soundtrack, the music also has the taste of the demon king, the scene was once very cruel———— so there is nothing to do with women when men are in a commotion.

Here, is a small park square near the road, there is no square dance or anything similar in this world, so the park is not occupied by the aunt, a few decent performers sing and dance against the big sun, from time to time someone comes forward, put money into the small iron basin placed there, this is to sell art, and there is an essential difference from the beggar, sitting on the steps or benches around the circular square among the people constantly sound scattered applause.

Albert sat under the tree with Erlang's legs crossed and watched, and if he could, he was even willing to drink tea and watch the play.

Cecilia reacted violently and turned her head to look at it, she had never seen anything like this since she was a child.

The locals were very calm, and he heard the voices discussing the dancing skills of the group, which made him a little anxious about what was going on over there in the harbor.

"Yes, can you stop looking?" I said. He pressed her head and turned in the direction of the performer, "You have to learn to open your eyes and see the world." "Ahhh!!!h "Ahh "It's spicy, isn't it?" "Of course!" "I've never seen a man dance like this, right?" "Hmm!" "Do you still want to see it?" "Like." It seems like... ”

"That's right!" he let go of his hand and slapped her thigh violently, startling her a little stunned, and then patted her on the shoulder in a posture of someone who came over, "Discipline and the lower limit will be gone if you break through it a few more times, and the bottom line is fine." ”

The forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, the world is big, there are many strange customs, this kind of dance music is nothing to people, and it is impossible to change your orientation, and besides, the Gey tone in this Gey is quite sensitive.

And then the performance continued in his easy tax evasion, her watch from nervous to soothing and finally with relish.

I have to say that many things in this world have their own laws, such as the strong and the weak, whether the strong are conscious or not, as long as the weak know the strength of the strong, then everything about the strong will naturally be recognized and imitated by the weak, and the way of life of the strong will be regarded as a fashion by many weak people, which is generally the case in the international community, here we can take several island countries around Avaranga as an example.

Before meeting Avaranga, they maintained a primitive or low-level feudal stage, but after encountering the country's navigators, and after confirming that the country was powerful and godlike to them, they quickly fell into a state of frenzy:

These people learn how they live, how they behave, and then, learn their culture, learn their language, in short, whatever it is related to Avaranga, they learn it all.

Eventually, culturally, those small nations and primitive tribes disappeared, and only imitators of greater or lesser degrees remained.

The deepest of these is the country that occupies an unusually large round island.

Now the language is spoken there, and the Avaranga people are basically the same as going home, but many of the customs that still exist are very interesting, they once knelt on the ground and begged the leaders of the country to be their little brothers, and finally took the flag from the leaders and brought it back to their country like a pilgrimage, and hung the flag on the flagpole that had been prepared next to the flagpole of their flag———— and the Avaranga flag was hung higher than theirs.

In the end, the country didn't treat its own little brother very badly, and sent people over to engage in education, construction, and the game master brought the salted fish who could only shout 666 to bring people all the way from the tribal to the feudal transition into modernization, and also built three ports, what are the benefits of eating the meat here and there, you can also drink soup, and occasionally there are bones.

The funny thing is that many people in this country are now shouting to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, making up false evidence, saying that their ancestors were on the mainland tens of millions of years ago, saying that they are branches, and now they want to join their nationality.

In short, they are so fanatical that the anthropomorphic comics of the national theme in later generations fixed the image of Avaranga as a handsome guy, and they are crazy, naturally, there are also a very small number of basic rot themes that are loved by special people.

The situation of the other two empires is similar, surrounded by a circle of little brothers, if memory serves, the little brother country of Otlan was once a primitive tribe that occupied a large island, and after accepting the advanced culture, singing and dancing as a tradition was preserved and greatly developed, and that was the result.

The song is changed, the song is changed, the new music is played, and then... Even more Gey in Gey is angry.

"Hey, you're not ashamed, why did you come here?!" The one who spoke was an old woman, full of white hair, and her body was quite strong, and she was pulling an old man to go out, "What's so nice about this?" "This is called art, art, no, I'm appreciating it." ”

He argued with a smirk.

"You might as well watch the little girl dance, it's better than this man's waist twisted, how old are you still watching this. "Then will you let me see it?" "Of course not. "That's not the end of it. The old man turned his head again, sat down at a seat, and ignored her, "No, little girl, but always good, young man." ”

"You're itching?" "You can't beat me anyway." "I haven't seen you really fight any time. ”

Then the old man raised his hand and surrendered, followed all the way, and walked home under everyone's gaze, a little embarrassed, but he seemed to be used to it, and the people who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement did their own things, drinking tea, watching plays, watching movies, playing cards and chess.

"Ah~ I'm fallen. Cecilia suddenly remembered that she had said a few minutes ago that she would not even look at this, and sighed a little melancholy.

"No, isn't that art? "Can this also be called art? Can even street naked-running be called art?" This can really be called art. ”