Chapter 873, The Prom

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Even if there is a little Fryman who changes history, some things are destined to not be done overnight, such as electric lights, such as the Renaissance, and even boring nights.

If it's winter, then the people of Tobel City can rest early and use their sleep to resist the invasion of the cold. But when it comes to summer, oh, how to put it, most people think they should think about having fun. Especially at the foot of the Alps, the weather here is not too hot, and although it is not like spring all year round, half a year is enough for Tobel to have thousands of small residents in the coming year. Considering the level of medical care and the availability of food in the Middle Ages, the question of how long these little creatures could live is a question that cannot be directly answered, and this survival rate does not fluctuate much depending on the family situation of birth. In fact, many newborn little lives are more likely to die out in aristocratic families, and the family is overturned, deceitful, and so on. Many accidents happen, and the one who can escape from these accidents, rather than one accident, is often the one who laughs the least. For example, the current lord of Tobel City, Lord Murato, is the best proof of this.

Flooding, fires, traffic accidents and even assassinations did not bother Count Murathu. So it was he, the son of the concubine, who stood in the hall of the marquis's palace, and not any of his thirty-one siblings.

Xiao Yan has always thought that the Gothic style, which has influenced European fashion for thousands of years, should be cold, solemn, and high. Even those buildings should have the idea of growing wildly towards the sky, and from a distance, they look like sharp blades growing from the ground towards the sky. Of course, those so-called gothic women's costumes. It should be both confined and soothing. Lace is tirelessly coiled in the folds of a pure black or white skirt. These lace laces can be seen in every corner, whether it is the enlarged cuffs, the cinched neckline, including the tight waistline. It should be a piece of clothing that looks like a fortress, perfectly outlining the lines of each woman, but at the same time tightly sealed. Compared with the open-chested dress in France at this time, the Gothic women's wear did not show any career line. But the temptation for men is no small either. On the contrary, the kind of clothes in France, which have always been unpopular with the clergy on the Holy Mountain, the kind of clothes that make them feel that they are infected with filth when they see them, as if they will return the world to the end of the world as soon as they appear.

However, on the basis of the strict upper body of Gothic women's clothing, although the skirt below is heavy and complicated, this is actually an illusion. It's like a kimono in Fuso, and wearing such a heavy skirt is not available inside for the sake of normal convenience. Or rather. There are holes in it.

It should be said that little Frymann had an impression of Stuttgart Castle. Of course, it was winter at that time, and there were still some close-fitting linen pants in the women's dress. But it's summer, isn't it? And you need a lot of water in the summer, don't you?

However, after Xiao Yan entered this earl's castle, he unexpectedly found that this castle was very different from what he imagined. From the outside, though, the castle is still imposing, no different from other Counts' Castles of the Holy Roman Empire, exactly like a copy of the original. But after entering it, the young awakened person felt a big difference.

After a short and low passage that makes people feel oppressed, you will feel a sense of enlightenment after entering the castle garden. Then the feeling had to return to depression again, and on the way from the garden to the hall were still the same low passages, although there were about eight of them, and the passages were beautifully carved everywhere, but in the eerie environment of the evening, few people were interested in lingering here.

Forget to mention that in order to enter these passages, you first have to go through a huge labyrinth made of plants. Walking through the tree-high walls, you can hear the sounds around you, but you have to explore on your own.

Every time you have to go back to a fork in the road, you will feel extremely irritated, until you accidentally find that you have walked too far away, and there is no sound around, the sense of anxiety and panic is enough to make people want to shout.

Especially the young men and young men of the noble nobility, who wanted to show enough chivalry and their own ingenuity in front of the beautiful aristocratic women, so that they constantly threw themselves into the work of stepping on the labyrinth, which made them cry bitterly quickly. It is conceivable that in the last second, I could hear the woman I liked laughing in a low voice, and as I walked around, this shallow laughter also flickered far and near, and there was no sound after the most lucrative time. What a blow that feeling would have dealt to these self-righteous aristocrats.

However, Xiao Yan always felt that this was not enough, he had some malicious hope that some treasure chests should be placed at the end of a certain dead end, and traps should be placed on some roads. Of course, if you can put a few monsters, it seems to show the heroic demeanor of these nobles, if they really have these.

As for the ladies, they were not necessarily wearing the kind of gothic women's clothes that contained temptation rather than showed it, and it was not easy to make lace in this era. On the contrary, many of the noblewomen wore semi-rigorous, or imitation of the white robes worn by the female clergy. The reason why this is semi-rigorous is because they only wear tops, and skirts with hems are not lacking. What surprised Xiao Yan even more was that the noblewomen in this kind of dress all wore a stabbing sword around their waists, and none of them looked like fakes. When the ladies laughed at each other, their daughters or maids would stand warily, holding their swords in one hand, and tell all the men who tried to come with a cold gaze: "Don't come!" ”

Walking in the gardens and labyrinths of the square, Xiao Yan can often see such noble ladies. Frankly, they were much better than the aristocratic men. Even if they come to a fork in the road, they will not panic, but will come together spontaneously, exchange information with each other, and then find the right path together. This situation made Xiao Yan involuntarily think of a word, "semi-militarization".

"After the battle between the saints and demons in Stuttgart, those surviving women spontaneously formed a secret society," Lan Luo Adams, the vice president of the Dolan Chamber of Commerce, who was walking beside Xiao Yan, whispered, and then winked at Xiao Yan: "No one can enter that association unless they are noble women." It is said that the society's goal was to save the knight without praying to him when disaster struck. ”

Looking at Xiao Yan, Lan Luo Adams continued: "Even I am just hearsay, this secret society has a long history, and there are many aristocratic women involved in it, but you know, this is a woman's secret. Sometimes, a woman's secret is so difficult to unearth that even a rare treasure cannot shake them. In other words, not all aristocratic women can enter this association, and those who can't enter will be moved by interests, and those who can enter ......"

After thinking about it, Lan Luo Adams whispered, "I can only say that this secret society has a very rich financial resources, so much that you can't imagine. In Stuttgart, they seem to have their own coffers, and you know, women always have a way of getting their possessions from men. So, if they want to, they can destabilize the whole European market, whatever the market, and I firmly believe that. ”

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders slightly, and while speaking, the two of them had already passed through those passages full of depression. The labyrinth is not a problem for these two people, Xiao Yan has the support of his eyes and Moval's treasures, and he will not be confused by the maze at all. As for Lan Luo Adams, being able to do the level of the vice president of the Dolan Chamber of Commerce, and being able to find the person who maximizes the benefits from various clues, such a maze does not seem to be a problem for him.

"I must say, don't provoke these women unless you have to. Of course, if you just want to have a supper with them, I mean, don't get along with these women financially. I would also like to remind you that there may be members of the 'Chastity Society' lurking among these women, and if you have a conflict with those of the Chastity Society......"

Lan Ro Adams shuddered and said, "Listen, you will feel that the Inquisition on the Holy Mountain is even a warm home. ”

Xiao Yan felt that the old man's nagging was interesting and important, and this information was slowly sketching a ukiyo-e-like picture. In this picture, many people with blurred images are influencing each other, and the first thing to do to make their images clear is to find the right line. ”

Coming out of the passage, the castle hall in front of you is once again dazzling. This feeling of repression, relaxation, repression, until it explodes again after the most depression, can create a great illusion. Even if the castle hall in front of you is not magnificent, it will make those who walk through the passage think that they have arrived in a holy place.

It is only now that the true Gothic architectural style is displayed in front of Xiao Yan, with high domes, transparent stained glass windows, tall stone columns, and faint balustrades above those stone columns. It was a mysterious feeling of being overlooked, as if in the dark, there was some powerful life that was looking through all the obstructions, looking at this place from the sky, looking at everyone.

"Count Murathu, he always stood there, and did not think of him as a stone statue or an ornament, and whoever wanted to do so was now made into stone by him. The Count, including his brothers, was not shy about this, and he would often tell his guests the story of how he had made a stone statue of a brother who had changed his life. Hey, be careful, the one you touch with your hand is one of them. ”

Xiao Yan suddenly withdrew his palm, and the stone statue was very cold. (To be continued......)