Kukunnad is a very special city. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIt runs along the river Remour, the river of raids among the old dwarfs, but it is not a compact, functionally distinct typical city, but rather a collection of small towns or villages linked together.

If you take a griffin to look down on the city in the sky, you will find that although the walls of this so-called city are tall and magnificent, within the city walls, they are divided into small bridges and flowing water villages, one small town after another, churches and bell towers are their tallest buildings, large and small farmlands are dotted among them, green grass, with white bricks and green tiles, smoke curling, Mortrisensen, it is really a poetic and picturesque scene.

Only in the middle of the city to the right is the bronze statue of the dwarven king, a symbol of the dwarven forging technique, and the imposing all-bronze town hall, a huge forge working day and night, volatile molten iron flowing in the tunnels, lined with mountains of raw ore. It is surrounded by several commercial streets, and people from villages and towns bring their goods here for a round of exchange.

This is certainly not a feature that a city should have.

The tribal traditions of the dwarves have contributed to this situation. Due to the long-term growth of the dwarves in the southern mountains and hills, the information exchange between the settlements is relatively isolated, and over time, many unique settlement cultures have been formed, as well as a relatively closed lineage of bloodline inheritance. In this way, countless tribes with very different customs and traditions were born. They may make peace with each other or turn against each other, but unless they are exterminated, they all maintain their own unique habits of faith and are proud of them. In this way, even if they migrated here to start a new business, they clearly divided each other's territories, developed separately, and laboriously managed to transport the ancient statues and totems of the old gods and the ruins of the old settlements here.

Kukunnad, on the other hand, is a city made up of settlements run by these many tribes. Together, they built the tall walls and paved the way that connected each settlement. And so it was – a hilly city built on countless hills and rocks – and so it was formed.

In fact, after so much introduction, I actually want to explain this thing - Lobita wanted to find Jamila, but when he looked at the rolling mountains and the ancient trees around him like a coiled dragon, he found something very serious, and he seemed to be lost.

Dozens of minutes ago, after listening to the old dwarf's words, he thought about meeting Jamila. His mind was now filled with questions, speculations, and uneasiness, and he felt as if he was standing on the ground under a cloud of clouds, and he had no idea of the moment when the rainstorm was coming. He had followed the guide in front of him with blind confidence, but now he found that the clouds in the sky and the guide on the earth were in the same mind and knew each other, and they were whispering about the time of the heavy rain in the sky, while he was completely in the dark.

So, he asked the old dwarf about where Jamila was, and the old dwarf told him with a pipe in his mouth that Jamila might have gone to the center of the city, and hoped that he would stay here to continue training and wait for Jamila to return, but Lobita couldn't wait to ask Jamila what was hidden above the "dark cloud", so he said goodbye, packed his bags and set off. The old man told him to go all the way northeast to reach the center of the city.

But after walking less than twenty minutes out of the town, he found that he could not move forward, except for the smoke of the iron furnace that still drifted from the town not far behind him. To the northeast, a huge rock with a potholed surface blocked the way, and on the left was a vast sea of forests, and he did not dare to enter the forest area without a compass in his hand. On the right, there are several cramped paths sandwiched between the high ground on both sides, the paving tiles have long been broken and rotten, and the leaves have accumulated in piles, and it seems that no one has set foot in them for a long time.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to go back, after all, as he grew up in Dumar, he was completely unfamiliar with other customs and geographical locations, and it would be difficult to deal with it if he was trapped in this wilderness. Before heading back, he looked at the moss-covered rock again and sighed. What has happened and what has been heard in the past few days is so bizarre that it is even life-threatening. Now he is supported by that glimmer of hope for the return of the country, and this wish has become a target for a time after meeting Jamila.

As soon as he returned to the martial arts hall in the town, he found the old man sitting on the steps of the doorway smoking. The old dwarf didn't seem surprised that he had turned back the way he came.

"Let me guess, let me guess - where did you turn back. It must be Acacia, right? The old man struck his pipe against the steps with the bowl facing down, knocking out a pile of soot.

"What Acacia? Oh, and you mean that huge rock next to town? ”

"Yes. It's that rock. It has a forest on its left and several sheep trails on its right. People in our town who are going to go to the city center are bound to pass by there. And every time a loved one leaves each other, it stops there. And many people are there waiting for their loved ones to return—deep paths that never end, dense and shady forests that cannot be explored, huge rocks that block the gaze of generations from looking at each other. The old man took out his cigarette pouch, put a few pieces of tobacco into the bowl, and said unhurriedly.

"Oh yes. Later, there was a traveling merchant, a human woman. She's going to take the cargo to the city center. You might want her to give you a ride. Well, well, this fee will definitely be required. Well, she might be drinking horses by the creek southwest of the town right now. ”

This is undoubtedly good news for Lobita. But he's penniless now, and that's a bit of a trick.

Soon they came to the creek in the southwest of the town, and sure enough, a human woman was there scrubbing the body of the horse, and it seemed that although she had long been out of touch with the word yellow-haired girl, she had some charm.

I don't know how excited Kyrick will be when he sees this woman. That is dominant. Lobita pursed her lips and walked over there.

"Oh, you're the imp the master mentioned?" The master is naturally the name of the old dwarf. The woman turned her head and said.

"Yes, but I'm not an imp. I don't have the money to pay you, here's a well-made short knife. I think it's worth 10 round trips. All right? Lobita untied the knife from her waist and handed it over.

The woman took the knife, pulled it out of its scabbard and looked at it, then raised her head and looked at Lobita in surprise: "Oh, the emblem on this knife. Okay, I can give you a ride, but this deal is a bit of a loss for you, so let's take the scabbard, and I don't want the knife. ”

And just like that, the pony set off with the woman, Lobita, and a bag of goods towards the city center.

Pass by Acacia Rock, walk on the cramped sheep intestine path, the tall trees on both sides shade the sky, and occasionally you can hear a few birdsongs. The rocks were stained with rain-washed traces, and the moss on the dark brown stone skin was grayish. A few rays of sunlight filtering through the gaps in the leaves also reveal a bit of coldness. In addition, the only thing that can provoke people's sensory nerves is probably the sound of horses' feet stepping on dead branches and leaves.

"It's very secluded, and every view here is exceptionally beautiful." The woman gently held the reins and looked at the looming black squirrel that made a rustling sound in the bushes.

"That's why you're here to do business?" Lobita also looked at the surrounding scenery with some curiosity.

"I hope it's for such a good reason." The woman replied.

"Looks like I'm a bit too talkative." Lobita apologized and fell silent.

The horse walked for a long time, and with silence all the way, finally came out of the path, and his eyes suddenly opened up to open fields, a few windmills, and gently undulating hills that sheltered each other.

"From here to the city center, as long as you don't take the wrong road, it's basically the same terrain. Because this piece was the best developed, many of the rocks were mined and pulled to refine metal, leaving only huge hills and hills. The woman continued.

"The dwarves are truly the porters of nature."

"Yes, they know how to get in touch with nature, to use nature, and they are already mastering the knowledge of nature when our children are taught the knowledge of God all day long."

"Natural...... Learned. We actually have it, but we never teach it to ordinary people. Most of them are just talking points in their aristocratic salons. ”

"A good ruler wants people not to know too much." The woman turned her head to look at Lobita, "But you've been in contact with the big guys, and you're sure to know a little more." ”

Lobita was a little shocked, but then she thought of the woman's expression and language when she looked at the short knife, and suddenly understood a little: "You used to be a Dumar too?" ”

"It is often said that six out of ten merchants were from Dumar and four were apprentices to the Dumar people. I'm from Dumar, and we're kind of strangers. The woman smiled, pulled the reins, and the horse moved faster.

"It is a pleasure to meet a fellow citizen here, my name is Lobita, may Orlandu bless you."

"The people of Dumar are engaged in business, volunteering to collect treasures from all over the world and amass wealth. And they don't talk about their hometown. Well, since you have met people from the same country, please bring my blessings to your hometown. My name is Alexia, and may Orlando bless you. ”

"Alexia, that sounds like the name of the South."

"Yes, more than 10 years ago, I had to flee Dumar and come to the south alone because of my family. And here he relied on his family talent to become a businessman, but he has not made a living until now. ”

"Yes...... That's it. "Maybe Alexia used to be a rich lady, but then her family fell into the middle of the road. Dumar had heard a lot of stories about his family being ruined by a financial dispute, and Lobita had seen a lot.

"But I still don't have my own home, no husband and no children. Because I've met a lot of addicts, I hate drugs. But now I'm buying and selling marijuana for a living. Where there is a market, there is supply, and those who are willing to spend money to get drunk, why wake them up. ”

"Miss Alexia, I, I can understand your pain very well, Dumar has no gods, only Pistol is the most holy. Please ...... please."

"Just call me sister. Hey, after so many years, I have also felt a little relieved, and if I hadn't met my fellow citizens today, I wouldn't have thought about this. But even such a city-state is better than being dominated by a theocratic monarchy, at least people know how to pursue happiness and know how to desire unfettered, leaving aside whether these are true or not......"

"I've been to a lot of places when my family business was in decline. Including the realms of the Kaiser Court. The people there seemed to be very numb, and they prayed every day except to help the knights, but they saw no gods in their eyes, only heavy servitude and endless baptisms. And the knights who owned the land had a much better time. I used to have dinner with a few knights, and there was a table of fine wines. The knights called this wine the blood of the gods, and the merchants could not enjoy it even if they had the money. And the grapes were left to dry on the backs of the pretty country girls. ”

"I used to live a life of gluttony, but I hated the luxuries and pleasures that money could buy and the poor could not satisfy. But when I saw the Kaiser royal court, and saw other human nations using pure blood to buy not only enjoyment, but also other people's lives, I was very conflicted. Since then, I have thought that our city-state seems more promising. ”

"But who would have thought that such a prosperous city-state would be defeated? Obviously, we have more beautiful poetry and drama, more vivid paintings, and so many people who pursue happiness. We read prayers, and we learn techniques from the dwarves. We live in the commercial capital known as the Pitol Hub, and now it has collapsed, and it has been five years since it collapsed. ”

Alexia's hometown feelings, after meeting the deceased in another country, are stimulated and gushing out.

"You should follow him and get the city back, this is our city, the home of the Dumar people, not the eastern barbarians!" ”

This woman, who has been away from her hometown for more than ten years, actually has such a loyal enthusiasm for her hometown, which Lobita did not expect, he thought that most of those rich merchants were drunk and dreamed of death, and bowed their knees to the outside, but this down-and-out aristocratic lady seemed to try her best to prove that his ideas were wrong.

"I also want to go and fight for Dumar. But I was a defenseless woman, I couldn't fight, I was a poor merchant, I didn't have money. But every one of us Dumar merchants scattered in the corners of the world, no matter where we go, no matter where we return, we will believe that Dumar, the great city-state that has stood for 800 years, will one day stand up. We don't have a loyal king, no nobles to defend, only gods to defend and homes to protect. We believe in God, we believe in salvation, and God believes in us to save ourselves. ”

Lobita didn't speak, looking at Alexia's back, not shivering, not sobbing. This is an ordinary woman, an ordinary patriot, who believes that people's spiritual beliefs are saved, and people's material things are saved by themselves. This is a belief that Dumar has inherited.

This is a belief that the Kaiser court has gone to great lengths to deny, because it brings together people of different identities. A united nation cannot be happy for long,

……

Eventually, the galloping fast horses brought them to the city center. It's like a pearl set in the center of a crown. A planetarium, made of colourful stones, stands at the top of the hill and looks down on all the magnificent buildings that have been listed before.

Alexia will sell the goods here - a pack of fine marijuana, and the male protagonist can only dismount here.

"Thank you, sister. Good luck with your finances, finding the right partner and having a happy family. ”

"It's nothing. This is nothing compared to what you are about to do. Remember, if you're with the right person, you should make the most of this resource. We in Dumar are sexually free, and for us we are content only with those who are about to become earth. It's time for Dumar to recover. Alexia solemnly said to Lobita, "By the way, Mirosławku likes this marijuana very much, you can bring him some of it." Said it was a gift from his friend. ”

Lobita took a small bag of marijuana and handed the scabbard over: "May this scabbard give you the taste of home." ”

……

Lobita sat in silence in an open-air tavern, partly because he hadn't completely calmed down, and partly because he found it nonsense to find Jamila in such a large business district.

Bored, he ordered a pint of beer to quench his thirst, thinking that he would sell his coolies to pay off the bill later, as is customary. As he poured down the pot of wine, a figure flashed in the corner of his eyes - the bright white silk-trimmed floral dress that dazzled his eyes, who else could it be besides Jamila?

"You're so disobedient that you came to the city center alone. Why, I'm afraid to come here to have some fun and drink a few good drinks by the way? Jamila scoffed.

"I said, ahem, ahem, I said, can you not show up and scare me to death. And what about you, Lord Jamila, why are you here all of a sudden? "It took Lobita a long time to recover.

"Oh, this bracelet is very beautiful." Yami stretched out her left hand, and a bracelet composed of colorful fluorescent stones was placed on Yamila's pink and white wrist, which seemed to bring a little girl's temperament to this ice beauty.

"Well, indeed. So you love these pretty gadgets, too. ”

"I saw this and thought it was good, so I bought it. The dwarves are good at doing these things. Jamila fiddled with the bracelet and suddenly changed her mind, "But they have a shortcoming, they can't keep their mouths shut. Didn't that bad old man tell you something? ”

Lobita was prepared for this way of diverting the subject, taking a sip of his wine and saying, "He told me something very surprising, I ...... I feel a little hard to accept, like a mythical story. I don't expect you to tell me everything, though. But hopefully I'll at least understand the ...... of this."

"Know what? Lobita. I think you're smart. You think, I really want to help Dumar become independent these days, it's already obvious. So that we have a basis for cooperation. We take what we need, you know? And now that you know everything you should know, what more can I tell you? ”

"Your state of mind. You are the spokesperson for the god who rules the timeline. Why get involved in such mundane things? In the end, Lobita didn't hold back and asked what he thought was a naïve but most important question.

"Am I God's spokesman? You're thinking too much of me. Jamila softened when she heard Lobita's question. But no matter who I am, I have to be accountable to the timeline. Time is constantly moving forward, never-ending, never-ending. And the blood aristocracy, secular kingship, and theocracy have become somewhat anachronistic. ”

Dumar stuck one foot in his old pedantic habits, and the other stepped forward. It's a step forward. At least from what I've seen from the timeline. That's right. ”

"But after the fall of Dumar, we can't hastily use the power of time and space to help you, just like a butterfly trapped in a cocoon, if you hastily cut open this cocoon just to reduce the pain of the butterfly, the ungrown butterfly will flutter on the ground and unable to fly, and eventually die."

"But now it is different, the Kaiser court is facing a strong enemy, and the people of Dumar have strengthened their belief in the burden of humiliation in these five years - the spirit of man is saved by faith, and the material of man is saved by himself. At this time, I will quietly help you so that the timeline does not fall into it

The zigzag loop continues to move forward. ”

"The theocratic kingship has ruled the people for a thousand years, and now it's time for the people to put them in cages."

"And do you see the results of the upcoming uprising from the timeline?" Lobita asked.

"I blinded myself and tried not to predict a concrete future, because the known future can be boring, overwhelming, and even hopeless. But I believe that the timeline will choose the people who go ahead. ”

When Lobita heard these words, she felt a little relieved. It would be no good for her to continue to doubt Jamila, and Lobita, who she didn't say, would never know. But if you choose to believe in her, believe in this person who stands on the timeline, and Lemeng, the goal of her dream of recovering the country, will have incredible benefits. Even if it was the evil god standing in front of him, Lobita, as a believer in Orlandu and Malawi, would not hesitate to bow her head and say in an extremely humble tone: "My God, please let Dumar recover." ”

And that "witness", Lobita will not continue to ask. Even if it was simply Jamila's request, Lobita didn't care about it. Moreover, who can say that this identity is not the vital link between him and Jamila, the spokesman of the gods (even if she herself denies it)? Thinking like this, the corners of Lobita's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile that was easy to observe.

And Jamila, who sat across from him, thought: O true patriot, if he knew the truth, would he be angry, or would he be even happier?

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