The morning sun shone slowly on the ancient continent of Zreta.

At this time, most of the creatures on this continent have already started their busy day.

Of course, the same is true of Don Quixote.

He runs a flower shop, and although the business is not very prosperous, he can barely make ends meet.

But he always had to do his best to sell the flowers as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it won't be fresh when it's late, and in the end he can only sell it at a reduced price or throw it away, which is too much waste for him.

The heavy taxes and the chaos of his life even overwhelmed him, but he never had to live.

Who let it be his own choice?

After eating some of the leftover food from the previous night, Don Quixote got up and walked to the warehouse on the right.

He had to move all the flowers that were there to the shop and prepare them for sale.

In fact, today is already his deadline, and he has been piling these flowers in those warehouses for three or four days.

If you can't sell it, it's really over.

When he had done all the work at hand, Don Quixote sat down on the steps in front of the flower shop.

It was still early, so there were no people on the street at all, and it was a little deserted, but it was exactly what he liked.

The silence of the environment and the fresh air are the only times when he sighs that this world is so beautiful.

But what the truth is will have to be explored separately.

Of course, there was still plenty of time for him to get some sleep, or maybe he could have eaten something, and the bakery to the south should be open.

Thinking so, Don Quixote stood up and prepared to close the door for the time being, but a figure not far away was interrupted by a figure that was getting closer.

Judging by the look in the eyes of any guest and the direction he was heading, he might have to postpone his meal a little.

After a while, the blonde-haired woman slowly walked into the flower shop, and when she saw Don Quixote, she said softly: "Hello." ”

Although he didn't see any desire to buy in the woman's eyes, Don Quixote greeted politely: "Hello, what do you need?"

After hearing this, which woman crossed her arms and looked around at the flowers around her, but there was obvious disappointment in her eyes, but then she continued to ask, "Boss, are there any ice cream flowers?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't have this flower in my shop. After a moment's reflection on the possibility that this title was another name for that flower, Don Quixote spoke firmly.

Anyway, he has been with Hua for five or six years, and he still has this confidence.

"Oh, that's right. The blonde woman lowered her eyes slightly, but there was no intention of leaving in her eyes.

After a few more laps in the flower shop, he was reluctant to leave.

Don Quixote finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her back disappear in the doorway, and then he himself walked out with his feet up.

But as soon as he reached the door, he met the blonde-haired woman who had turned back.

"Did you drop something, guest?" Although there was some helplessness in his heart, Don Quixote's tone was still full of politeness.

"No, no. As she spoke, the woman raised her hand and kept waving her palm.

The white palm that kept flashing in front of his eyes made Don Quixote a little dizzy, so he quickly asked, "So, is there anything else?"

However, the woman seemed a little embarrassed, she couldn't help but rub her head, then smiled awkwardly, and then asked with determination: "May I ask where is the military camp in Ryan Town, I seem to be lost." ”

"Well, the barracks aren't too far from here, and you'll be able to see it for about two kilometers from here to the east. Having learned the woman's true purpose, Don Quixote told her quite happily.

He really doesn't have much time, and when he doesn't go to buy bread, he really doesn't have the time to work when he gets busy.

"Thank you, and my name is Keisha. With that, the woman turned and left.

Don Quixote was a little helpless about this, not only wasting a lot of his time, but most importantly, he didn't buy a single one of the piled flowers.

After a slight grumble, he turned and closed the door of the flower shop and went to buy bread.

However, the situation on the street seems to be a little different from what he expected, and the bakery, which had opened early, is still closed for some reason.

But it's not all bad, the restaurant not far from the bakery opened its doors early today.

It might be a bit expensive, but he didn't have a choice, and the rest of yesterday's meal wasn't enough to satisfy his hunger.

Besides, there are plenty of gold coins this month.

Don Quixote, who had convinced himself, raised his feet and walked firmly towards the restaurant.

With the waiter's warm attitude, he asked for two of the cheapest dishes, then sat down at the corner table and waited.

The town of Lane, where he is located, is a fairly prosperous town on the border of the human kingdom of Artus, and although it is often infested by demons, it is also comfortable at other times.

The demon race is very aggressive, so it often fights externally, but it wins less and loses more.

But even so, they are still alive and well on this continent, thanks to their strong vitality and special mechanisms to restore the number of races.

This is also the reason why knights are often transferred to this place, but speaking of which, the number of female knights in Altes is very small, after all, they are much inferior to men in terms of stamina, strength, and agility.

Of course, none of this was his concern, all he had to do was finish the meal in front of him, and then hurry up and sell the flowers that were close to wilting.

It's an urgent task.

After thinking in his mind to pass the time, the waiter who was not far away was walking towards him quickly with a plate.

Looks like we'll be able to have a good meal, Don Quixote thought.

After a while, he quickly finished the meal on the table.

What made him feel distressed was that those two dishes actually asked him for a gold coin.

For the embarrassed Don Quixote, this is really a financial crisis.

But this kind of thing, he always doesn't care so much.

Looking at the expression on Don Quixote's face, you can see that his mood has not been affected in the slightest.

Returning to the flower shop, Don Quixote stumbled upon a new letter in the mailbox at the door.

In fact, this is the norm, and Don Quixote knows that it comes from his father.

However, when he picked up the letter, he didn't even look at it, and threw it into a box not far away.

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