On a cloudy day, Santerit is filled with water vapor, and as the temperature rises, the water vapor rising from the surface of the earth will condense in the air.

It can turn into fog at the lightest, and it can brew a torrential rain at the worst.

From time to time, raindrops the size of beans fall, and as soon as there is a gust of wind, a downpour will come.

A newsboy wearing a light brown plaid shorts jacket with a rain pack on his body carefully wraps his coarse cloth clothes under a poncho made of sun-dried white wax.

Walking across the slippery bluestone slabs, one stumble, in order not to stain the shorts, the newsboy knelt on one knee according to inertia.

The pain instantly bloomed on the little newsboy's face, and the stubborn little guy gritted his teeth, and the tears rolling in his eyes were held back.

Not far away, under the canopy of a vendor, a few early hired workers gathered, and a cup of coffee of five dinars could make these employees at the bottom of the social ladder drink the feeling of high-end red wine.

"Sell the newspaper, sell the newspaper!"

"Grand Duke Vasari is suspected to be seriously ill and has not met with the officials of the city hall for two weeks!"

"At yesterday's municipal meeting, the city councilors and citizen representatives fought fiercely, and no less than 20 people on both sides were seriously injured, and more than 100 were lightly injured!"

"The Sea Tribesmen delegation came to the lighthouse post yesterday to pay respects to the heroic souls of the two tribes in the Great War! This is the first time that the Sea Tribes have officially visited St. Trite, and Major General Wellington has held a grand welcome reception on Lighthouse Island for the sake of peace!

"The creator of whiskey, Count Cordo Extraordinary of York City, Kingdom of Orlanto, swore allegiance to the Grand Duke, Grand Duke Vasari dragged the sick body to complete the canonization ceremony, and Lord Cordo Extraordinary was made an earl, and the county of Hailinglan was given the 'Rudder of Freedom' ring. In addition, there is the vice president of the guild, Gu Lie......"

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On a rainy day, the fish are fast, and Extraordinary sits on the "Black Pearl" in the middle of the lake, holding a fishing rod.

Yesterday, the female official of the Duke's Mansion brought a legal document with the seal of the transfer of troops, which made Fei Fei's original slander of the duke's careful thinking a little guilty.

The atmospheric Duke of Vasari invited Extraordinary to participate in the "Duke's Rehabilitation Reception", and Extraordinary agreed, which made the female official suddenly feel that Extraordinary was an upright person, and the "greedy and cunning boy" in the mouth of the Grand Duke were two people.

In the evening Guret and Francis return to the castle, the fat man drives, Guret acts as a butler, and Popova is a maid.

Dosta is large and easy to notice, and Momir refuses to take off his face armor to show his true face, so he attends the drinking party with four people.

The Count has access to a troika, which is a status symbol, and if several people drive a steam locomotive to a drinking party, they will be looked down upon.

This is not good for the development of the Extraordinary Chamber of Commerce, so while enduring Francis's rough driving skills, Extraordinary is nostalgic for Eddie Hubert in Yorktown, which is the high-level combat power of the coachman, and the ditch and the bump are like walking on the ground in the hands of Eddie Hubert.

Outside the gates of the Duke's castle, Extraordinary was separated from the three of them, and Extraordinary was ushered into the Dome Hall, where Gullie Fat Popova went to the side hall on one side of the hall, where drinks were served to the retinue of noble gentlemen.

Several people each have a sounding conch given by the duke, and the contact is worry-free.

Before the official start of the reception, the dome hall was full of acquaintances.

Extraordinary casually grabs a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and walks slowly along the long table full of food.

The woodland porcupine was placed in the corner of the long table, and with two twitches of his nose, he knew that the whole pig was old.

Next to it is the extraordinary's favorite turkey chicken, this high-level poultry beast, which has always been extraordinary's favorite.

Stop and go, chew the dried wind rabbit in his mouth, grab two "fire dragon ice fruits" in both hands, and from time to time, he encounters precious fruit delicacies, which are all preserved in the golden space and brought back to the big guy to taste.

"I'm such a good person! I wonder if the maid at home eats well!"

Not far from the long table, a young man standing next to the two noble ladies saw the extraordinary search for food.

"What a country bun," Walker Grave smirked dismissively.

The two noblewomen followed Walker Grevor's gaze and saw the extraordinary appearance of a black tuxedo, but they could only see the back, the back of gobbling up.

The two noble ladies followed with taunts, trying their best to flatter the gloomy young man in front of them.

Walker Grevor, the son of the president of Freeport Mutual Aid and, crucially, a Juggernaut grandfather.

The president of the Brotherhood of San Dictor Fakario Santrite is just a name, and the Brotherhood sounds like an organization at first glance, but it is not.

Strictly speaking, this organization is a combination of fraternity and mutual aid.

Dictor Fakario pursued to improve his combat power rank all his life, and finally reached the ninth rank at the age of less than fifty.

In order to continue to ascend and move towards the legendary tenth-order god level, Dictor Fakario approached the Brotherhood and slowly became the president of the Brotherhood with his superb combat power.

The Sword Saint never married in his life, and on the day he reached the Holy Rank, he adopted an orphan from the almshouse to cultivate.

As a result, this disciple has only reached the level of a high-level swordsman in fifty years, which greatly disappoints Dictor Fakario.

Fortunately, the son of the disciple Walker, Walker Grevor, became a sixth-order great sword master at a young age, which made the Sword Saint feel that there was a successor.

Dictor Fakario was afraid that Walker Griver would follow in his father's footsteps, and did not agree to Master Walker's request to be attached to the "Holy Name".

Walker Grave is still the beloved grandson of the Swordmaster's grandfather on the surface, but privately he complains about the unrelated Swordmaster grandfather.

The two noble ladies just had an extraordinary beating, and it happened that this was an extraordinary turning of their heads, and the handsome side face of the axe and chisel instantly made the second daughter sink.

"What a handsome boy!"

"There are two ring seals on his hands, which nobleman is this?"

"And a gemstone ring with that big emerald?"

"The emerald ring is a gas, do you see the two white rings? That's the space ring, tsk, the color of the empty stone is cloudy, this is the best!"

A noble lady obviously has a good eye, and in an instant, she cleared the equipment in her extraordinary hand.

Walker Grave secretly put his hands behind his back, and after the failure of the last mission, the elder Walker froze his son's expenses.

The purpose of Walker Grave's participation in the party this time was to see if he could catch one or two noble ladies and provide him with a short meal ticket.

Now it has been stirred up by the extraordinary "soil buns".

And this "dirt bun" is worth a lot of money, and his whole body is rich and rich.

Taking advantage of the two noble ladies becoming nymphomaniac, Walker Griver quietly leaned back and found a butler who had seen both sides of the Duke's palace to inquire about extraordinary news.

"You're talking about the silver-haired boy who nibbled on the fire dragon ice fruit?hehe, you didn't read the Liberty Daily today, it was the Earl of Cordo, the owner of the Cordo Mountains in Yorkshire, the president of the Extraordinary Chamber of Commerce, the 'Extraordinary Whisky' you drink now is from the hands of this earl, and the coffee, tsk, it makes people feel like they have lived in vain for so long!"

"Look at people, if you eat a dragon ice fruit, you have to put one in your pocket, eat one and put one in it! Praise God!"