A slightly special day.

Today, the first line of the fortnight.

The fishermen along the coastline have been preparing for what to do, and they have already put their small fishing boats back in storage.

Even those large ships that can't be taken away have also put away the sails, laid a stable anchor, and put all the cargo in the bilge to prevent it from rolling over, in short, each family has its own solution, which is the experience that has been passed down from generation to generation, improved, and accumulated by the ancestors.

That's what happened at the end of June.

Avaranga 431, June 42.

The protagonist and his party have come a long way, and they are about to reach their destination, the big tide, which happens once a year in the middle and end of the year on Cedras, no matter what, the coastal generation is definitely not very good, life is inseparable from water, but water brings disaster to life, at that time, the tide will make the sea skyrocket, fortunately, it comes and goes quickly, but at this time, the gravitational force and magnetic field between the planets may cause some [derivative disasters].

At this time, the atmosphere will be more violent and chaotic than usual, and because such [derivative disasters] cannot be observed for the time being due to the strength level of the magical civilization on this planet, they will sometimes bring a lot of losses.

At the very least, the available records suggest that those [Super Tornadoes] that are one or two kilometers in diameter are more likely to produce at the time of the first line of the moon.

And now, two satellites should have loomed over them.

But they can't see it.

Because a very thick layer of clouds completely blocked the sky, not even a little gap, in this world that lacks artificial light, when the starry sky is blocked, all that can be left is darkness, at least in a place where there are no professionals.

"Let's go. "I smell the torrential rain." ”

Now, the climate in Cederas will be even more volatile.

"That... I can't seem to run anymore... ”

Since last night, the two of them have been trotting all the way to the present, in terms of physique, they can still hold on, and there is also [healing] to repair muscle damage, but the secretions produced by the body's instinct still make them feel tired.

Albert turned his back to her and crouched down: "Come up." "Oh. ”

Although they can run faster than horses, and can travel all terrain, it is still quite inconvenient to have no means of transportation, but it is a pity that the existing technology cannot create suitable for them.

As soon as he took two steps, the air current** was used as a buffer for the turbulence, the turbulent wind was blocked, and the temperature was controlled at a relatively comfortable level.

He has always been very reliable, in every sense.

According to custom, Cecilia's family is supposed to be doing a simple prayer ritual to pray to their ancestors.

Magic, which has been with the Cederath people since the beginning of civilization, is truly integrated with everything about them, laundry and cooking, cooking fires, entertainment, and even worshipping ancestors, all of which are completely integrated and inseparable ———— many places now, when worshipping ancestors, it is to put runic utensils around the ancestral tablet, activate, and then put a few plates of vegetables, fruits, and meat, say a few auspicious words, expectations for the future, blessings, and it is considered to have sacrificed to the ancestors.

The rune appliances are all very unstable ancient runes, and after entering a certain amount of magic power, they will glow, and the time they are maintained for a long time is purely based on the face, and it is generally believed that the longer they are maintained, the more auspicious they are.

Prayers at the time of the high tides are generally performed indoors.

It's almost there.

He glanced at the roadside signposts that marked the names of the places, which indicated that he was at most three hours away from his destination.

All of a sudden, even the little withered wildflowers on the side of the road became much more cute.

Of course, not everything is cute.

Albert saw that it was already raining far away, it was far behind, at least a few kilometers away, and it would take more than ten minutes for it to rain where they were standing, but it seemed that the two of them needed more than ten minutes.

In the past, they all spent time in school, and he still remembers that at that time, everyone used the school classroom to open Patty together, which was a group of funny guys who liked to make other people's drawings crooked.

They are always humorous, energetic, and have a lot to tell.

Compared with other classes, this class where everyone comes from all over the world, all over the world, and everyone has a lot of talents.

Those who have learned carpentry, those who can strike iron, those who can repair shoes, those who have practiced acrobatics, those who have hunted, those who have climbed walls, those who have made leathers, those who have worked as tailors, and some have even been beggars.

So, on Teacher's Day, the gifts they gave to the teachers were very special, every teacher who taught their class received gifts, the biology teacher received animal specimens, the physics teacher received a porcelain vase, the Chinese teacher received a small model, the math teacher received a handmade ruler, then a bamboo dragonfly, an iron rose, a fur hat, and finally, the highest standard class teacher, the whole class pooled money to buy a leather handicraft cooperation to give him a dress.

Finally, at the time of graduation, the teachers received their own wooden statues, and the class teacher, of course, of the highest standard, received a group portrait of the classmates.

While the other teachers were receiving bouquets of flowers, their teachers were overwhelmed with their own gifts.

For many years after that, the story of that class was circulated among the teachers.

That last Småland immigrant class in the country.

The most worry-free class leader in history, the group leader who is the most able to organize activities, the class members who communicate and learn from each other so that everyone will have a lot of skills in the end, in all aspects, very special, for many years afterward, the teachers have kept the statue of the year, as for the head teacher, the middle-aged uncle who is very cheating in Albert's eyes, he has always put the statue in his bedroom.

Further along, on Smålan's side, because it was often impossible to do anything on this day, the villagers would gather together to read the old heroic epic story books, and the literate ones were given to the illiterate ones, because there were relatively few literate people, and he was once pulled up to read.

It's just that I couldn't understand a lot of words at that time, so I could only make up the parts of the words that I could understand, so that I could fool the past.

It is the most interesting entertainment in the eyes of the villagers.

In fact, no matter how good it is read or not, the villagers will find it very exciting, no matter how many times they read it, they will still be excited, sad, and cry for the plot of the story, again and again, because in the eyes of the villagers, there are only so many stories, just listening to these few will feel enough, and occasionally a few people who come to the church will tell the same story of God, and they will listen to it very fascinatingly.

Everyone will spend the day in their own way as if they can't do anything, whether it's fun, funny, or ordinary, and they will spend the day clean.

Albert looked up at the sky, and the rain was coming.

The [Wizard Cover] is opened, and the faintly glowing energy shield maintains the lowest output, separating the rain, this level can't prevent any sword, and even a casual kitchen knife can break the defense, but it's enough to block the rain.

Finally, it's coming.