Chapter 8: The Elven Celestial Order (Section 5)
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With the gradual accumulation of the number of days off in the barracks, coupled with the perfect charity performance of the elves on the first night, and the various real-time strategies for the seven-day long holiday released by Generalissimo Kazan, the flow of people in the town of Stroul has gradually decreased. But during the long holidays, the town of Stru can also be described as crowded and lively. There was a surging flow of people everywhere, and if there were elves in that place, it would be even more crowded. These sudden extra crowds have caused prices in the town of Strujun to skyrocket. All kinds of daily necessities are also being transported from the trade route to this side non-stop. Those merchants are very good monkeys, and they know that after this long holiday, it will be difficult to catch up with such a price level again. Who knows if these elves will come to this town again?! Therefore, taking advantage of this momentum, buying more and selling more goods is the king.
Lord Ozma looked at the empty barracks, and was very lonely for a while, and he didn't want to go to that "workaholic" Kazan. So he went to the town of Stru to hang out alone.
Looking at the crowd on the road leading to the town of Stroth, Lord Ozma couldn't help but sigh secretly, "It seems that beautiful things can indeed arouse people's desire to consume." No wonder Liz always pesters herself and asks me to buy her all kinds of bags, trinkets, dolls, and a series of other things that girls like. ā
(Note: The bag here is not some LV, Chanel or something.) The bag here refers to the bag on the Arad continent, as for what it is, please ask Lord Ozma to go. Hee-hee. ļ¼
When Lord Ozma marched nearly a kilometer closer to the gate of the military town, he found that there was already a crowd of people around the gate. Surrounded by these people are some of the small traders who came spontaneously, from other towns around them, or by some old farmers from the surrounding countryside. I saw that these stalls were all temporary, and some even made of simple stoves built up of masonry and stone, with a pot on top and a few simple seats next to them, and a stall was completed. No matter how shabby these stalls may seem, it doesn't stop some diners from gathering around the stalls and eating all kinds of food with relish. Presumably, the prices of the food sold at these stalls must be cheaper than those in the town. It seems that most of the soldiers who can only receive the state's salary are actually not wealthy. The money earned by being a soldier is only to lick the blood on the knife edge.
Even so, that didn't stop them from coming and looking at the beautiful elves. Ay~! It is not an exaggeration to describe them as hot-blooded young people.
The hot-blooded young Ozma was also mixing in with them, looking east and west. Occasionally, I will buy a bowl of sheep soup and try it. After drinking the mutton soup, Ozma was addicted, and the quality of the mutton in this Sturu region was indeed the best. Unable to resist the desire to buy another bowl, Ozma continued to wander around the simple food market, stopping occasionally to taste this and eat that, and in a short time, Ozma's stomach was full. With a satisfied mood, Ozma walked towards the military town of Stru. The town was so crowded that it was barely able to move, and after several unsuccessful attempts, Lord Ozma added a levitation technique to herself, and then floated up and began her aerial journey directly. This move will naturally attract an exclamation and a lot of envy, jealousy and hatred.
'It's so good to be a mage~~~! Master Ozma sighed as she wandered in the air.
After flying indiscriminately in the military town for a while, Lord Ozma saw that he really couldn't find a place to stay, so he flew directly to the marshal's mansion in the town. Where should the craftsmen be making magic gear now, and maybe some of the elves are still rehearsing for the show they'll be putting on in the next few days.
'Hee-hee. Sneak a peek to see how they're doing. Ozma thought to herself as she flew around.