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The bustling city of Rome was the starting point, and the entire Mediterranean region was filled with Christians. But the only exception to this is in many Italian city-states, and if you walk more than 400 kilometers north from the Vatican, you will enter a special area - the territory of the witch.

For the vast majority of the population, fanatical believers do not know why a land of heresy can be tolerated under their noses, but it is indeed like an eye-catching plaster in the Italian city-state.

Florence, this particular city-state, although the people of Florence are Christian, are no different from believers from the outside world. But the Bible in their hands is fundamentally different from the outside world. Heresy is not considered demonic in this city, and someone can come out and sing the praises of witches or other races that are considered sinful by the outside world.

In this seemingly liberal city, the overdeveloped handicrafts and textile industry have made it a benchmark for commercial trade in the Italian region.

"Mistress Emily, don't be nervous. Although they were Christians, because this was Florence, no one dared to attack a witch. ”

The sharp-nosed man, who had completed the entry procedures at the city gate, saw that the people in the car were hostile when they saw the priest passing through the city gate, and hurriedly ran over to stop him. The fact that the church does not attack witches also means that witches cannot attack people in the church here.

When Emmivi sees Christian missionaries, the hatred in her blood makes her see each other as enemies, even if only from a distance.

"Mistress Emily, don't mess around. ”

The Sharp-Nosed Man is the one who escorts Emmivi home from the port of Rome, he is a loyal servant of Aunt Emmyve's wife, half goblin blood, and a lowly half-breed goblin to the outside world, not only will the church kill them, but most witches will not treat them as human beings.

Dissuaded by the half-blood goblins, Emmivi did not release any magic, and poked her head out of the carriage wearing a black cloak and cover. "Doletos, can missionaries come and go in my hometown?"

"Of course, Florence is the capital of freedom. Although in the witch's sphere of influence, the belief in Christianity will not be affected. As long as the missionaries do not promote malicious remarks against witches and other non-human races. The gates of Florence were also open to them. ”

Emmivi became more and more unaware of the situation in front of her, and in her understanding, the people of the church and the witch should have fought when they met.

Covering her face with a cloak was a very strange behavior in the eyes of the people around her, and Emmivi still asked the soldiers guarding the door to approach and ask.

"Mr. Doletos, this is ......"

The dwarfed half-breed goblin saw that Emmyway had returned to the carriage, and instead of the funny appearance of the low voice just now, his long narrow yellow eyes stared straight at the soldier walking in front. "You are not qualified to disturb the big people in the carriage, so get out of the way!"

Emmiway's carriage entered the city smoothly, and the wide four-carriage road was lined with bustling city dwellers, and from time to time you could see street performers performing their skills on the side of the road.

"Lady Emily grew up in the East, has she never seen such a lively scene? Florence is also one of the most famous cities in the whole of Europe. Here you can indulge in your own luxurious life. ”

Inside the carriage, the small, pointy-nosed mestizo paints a vivid story of the city's unique atmosphere, sometimes pointing to conspicuous buildings in the distance to depict the city's rich history, and sometimes learning from the movements of street artists and putting on a comical personal performance in the carriage. Even if Emmyve's Italian is not very standard, he is tactful and never shows boredom.

"You can find any young man in the streets of Florence and you will be able to offer you the most beautiful and beautiful high-pitched madrigal. The Purple Rose Square, built by your mother, hosts a grand cabaret party every year on the first Saturday of June, and it's only a month away. There's also the knight training ground in the north of the city, which you'll find once you've visited as the best place to pass the time. ”

Emmivi didn't understand why she kept mentioning singing and dancing, flowers, youth, and the like, she was more concerned about where there was a library, and the best blacksmiths and carpenters, and the naked women on the street, made her very unaccustomed to it. At least she hadn't seen a woman in the East wearing clothes that exposed her shoulders.

"Are the knights there strong?"

"What?strong?or strong?" said Doletus, thinking he had misheard what Emmivi had just said.

Emmivi pulled out her dagger and gestured at Doletos. "I'm asking if the people in the 'Knight Training Ground' you just mentioned are all capable of fighting?"

Doletos, the half-breed goblin, had always used the dagger on Emmyve's waist as a weapon for self-defense, and he was instantly dumbfounded when he saw Emmyway's lightning speed. He thought he had seen many witches, but he had never heard of witches being able to compete in close combat with a well-trained knight.

"It should be very powerful...... "In Doletos' impression, each knight apprentice can knock over three adults with his bare hands, so he thinks he can fight better.

Emmivi withdrew her dagger and pointed to a few girls her age on the street. "Minors can also wear clothes with slatted shoulders, and most of the people in the city wear brightly colored clothes, is there such a high percentage of the nobility in Florence?"

Doletos looked at the Oriental costume under Emmivia's cloak, which was completely different from the locals, and immediately understood why. "Mistress Emily, I don't know what it's like in the East. Here you can wear whatever you like, and since 200 years ago, there have been basically no dress restrictions for civilians. Most of the city's inhabitants were well-off, and it was not surprising that they imitated the aristocracy's style of clothing. ”

If someone else dresses like Emmyway, she must be regarded by Doletos as a village woman in the countryside, and how can women be embarrassed to go out if their clothes are not decorated with some gorgeous flowers and lace.

"This is your hometown, and everyone looks the same as you. You can step out of the carriage now and experience the freedom of our city of Florence for yourself. ”

"My hair was blonde, but from the moment I arrived in the port of Rome, I saw only yellow and blue eyes. My eyes are green, unlike theirs. ”

Doletus felt more and more like waiting for her next time to return to her master, and recommended that she ask a noblewoman for Emmivi to teach her the common sense that nobles should have.

"Of course, the people of the Sinekar family are green-eyed, and your ancestors came from the distant Black Forest. It is the most orthodox witch family. Of course, there are a few slight differences from us Florentine locals. ”

Doletos remembered that Emmivi was hiding behind a dark pile of cargo in the port of Rome in her cloak and cover, and almost thought she had bumped into Bansey.

In particular, Emmiway explained that she was afraid of being discovered by the church, so she had to go into hiding. Doletos was so overwhelmed with mixed feelings that he almost ran into the church in Rome to talk to the priest. How could a witch escape the Church's magical detection when she came to Rome? Emmyvi's aunt submitted a statement in February informing the Church that Emmivi was at ease, otherwise the ship would approach the port of Rome, and a large number of fanatical believers of the Church would rush forward to eliminate heresy. The people of the Church were able to tolerate witches setting foot in the city of Rome only because they had been notified of their application in advance.

Doletos couldn't imagine how miserable it would be for Emmito to come to Italy alone without answer.

"The Sinekar family's property is just south of the city. Your aunt should have a sumptuous dinner party ready for your return. In order to prevent Emmivi from continuing to tarnish Doletos' image of the eldest lady of the Sinecal family, he turned the conversation to Emmyway's aunt, the master to whom he was loyal.

"Although there are large estates and castles outside the city, it is more profitable to rely on commerce, and your aunt has been supporting the commercial development of Florence since your mother left. In addition to the status of the Sinecal family as guardians, it is also one of the largest families in the Florentine city-state in terms of financial resources. ”

It is different from everything that Emmivi imagined, and with the future memories she obtained, it cannot coincide with the city in front of her, strictly speaking, there is no knowledge about Italy or even the whole of Europe in the more than 20 future memories, only someone has learned Italian, which accelerates the speed of Emmivi's learning of Italian.

"When it comes to money, I have to remind you that human beings have a persistent possessive appetite for money, even if they have no worries about food and clothing. They will do whatever it takes to get more money from anyone, which is probably the most important thing to look out for when living in Florence. Doletos took the bag of apples that the groom had bought, and handed it to Emmiway. "For example, you are now buying apples on the street as a foreigner. Those bad-eyed fruit vendors will definitely slaughter you for the price of an apple for a gold coin. If you meet this kind of businessman who is blackened by money in the future, don't reason with them. ”

Doletos pulled back the curtain and asked the groom outside, "How did you get 12 apples for a silver Solddy?"

"Put a shoe print on the fruit merchant's face, and they know that greed will not end well. ”

"Well said, yours. ”

Doletos threw an apple to the groom and returned to the carriage. "That's it, fists are the best bargaining tool when necessary in Florence. Don't expect to be reasonable enough to relent. ”

After a short time, the carriage slowed down and finally stopped at the side of the road.

Doletos stepped out of the carriage and walked outside to greet the man to report the situation. Emmiway jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, and landed on the grass by the side of the road with a gorgeous flip.

She looked up and saw a number of women in black and white maid's clothes staring at her like monsters.

"Doletos, is this my sister's widow?" a man in a long black dress tapped the bald head of a half-blood goblin with a lace fan in his hand. She also focused her gaze on Emmyway, trying to see some clues in the same emerald green pupils.

Without waiting for the half-breed goblin to answer, the woman slowly walked over to Emmivi and embraced her into her arms. "Welcome home. ”