The Rokuwa Sea Nation is the general name of a coalition of seventeen nations located south of the Mirror Water Ocean and north of the Sea of Despair.

The total land area of the Confederate State is the size of Tyrota. These dozen or so countries have always been like-minded, and they all like to live a simple and ordinary life.

The Rokuwakai Kingdom is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and the people who live here regard Zoramicius, the king of the sea, as their supreme faith. Zolamesius was a hero who lived in the age of mythology, he was a man of great courage, his hair and beard as thick as the roots of an old tree, his eyes as bright as lightning, and his skin as rough as the cracked trunk of an oak tree. He lives in the caves of Sirius, the land of stone, and wields a long steel fork and loves to go to the nearby sea to fight the raging seas.

It is said that he possesses the diving ability of a sea monster and the power to lift mountains, which allows him to come and go in the sea without hindrance.

At that time, the evil monsters in the ocean continued to come ashore, mutilating the people, and the people were unbearable. It is said that Zoramis, armed with a steel fork with a golden handle, stretched out his arms, and stopped in front of the beach to duel hundreds of sea monsters, which lasted for decades, until all the sea monsters were gone, and he refused to return to the cave, but by then he also died of exhaustion. As a result, he was praised by the people of the region as the king of the sea or the brave god of the sea.

The people here have great admiration for Zoramicius, and among the nations, there are many sculptures of Zoramicius holding a steel fork and angry eyes, whether it is marble or bronze, which makes people can't help but bow down.

The Stone Country of Sirius is a relatively large country on the western border of the Confederate States, which is commensurate with the eastern border of East Reus, bordering the vast uninhabited land to the west and the Orchid Country Silver Hill to the east.

The two countries of Sirius and East Ruius are named after the many boulders and strange stones. The stones here are large and block-shaped, and small stones are not easy to see, and there are many stone steps and stone buildings here, but there are no high mountains, only low stone hills and hills.

In Huide Jetzburg, the capital of the Land of Stones, you can see thousands of domed megalithic halls, which are classical and elegant. Fountains and large stone sculptures are lined up in the capital square, and the avenue is paved with long strips of large gray and white stone slabs.

Women who like to wear delicate stone pendants on their chests and a white veil on the lower half of their faces walk through the solid boulder streets in twos and threes, while men are unrestrained. The people here are generally large-eyed, and look like the Tyrotas, but they are especially similar to the Syrsas of the East. The Rokuwakai were also part of the Hakai during the Hakai period, so they had a unified language, and they spoke Nasian fluently.

The long street of Whittyzburg is wide, and the flat road paved with huge stones is more majestic than anywhere else. Although the street is full of people, it is sparse and cold because of the width of the long street, and a female artist on the street sings with a harp on a seat under the banyan tree outside the center of the flower bed:

"People are hungry for encounters,

But after the meeting, it was only a passing distance.

People are hurrying,

A tired heart doesn't want to be ridiculed and rejected,

A tired heart doesn't want to suffer from gain and loss.

Ah, in the vast sea of people, it is not easy to meet a suitable person,

Ah, in the vast sea of people, we must grasp a suitable person, like climbing the ladder.

Sometimes it's okay to think about being a wanderer,

It's just that when you're happy, you don't have anyone to laugh with;

Sometimes it's okay to think about being a wanderer,

It's just that the four seas are home and helpless.

It's all the heart that wants to be happy,

It's all the heart that wants to be happy,

Can you forget this,

The majestic and melancholy sea says never.

People are hungry for encounters

But after the meeting, it was only a passing distance.

Who can hold a moment and make it eternal,

The answer is always on the next page,

Who can hold a moment and make it eternal,

Maybe only understanding and cognition,

Ah, terrible feelings,

Ah, the vanity of crankiness!

People are hungry for encounters,

But after the meeting, it was only a passing distance.

If the world exists forever,

Then always pin your hopes on tomorrow.

If you wait for tomorrow,

Then tomorrow will tell you what it means to be forever.

Ah, life is just like a sigh!

Ah, the light is like morning dew, and it dissipates in an instant!

People are hungry for encounters,

But after the meeting, it was only a passing distance......"

After several days, Civero finally arrived here on a black hussar through the misty forest of the Great Sawa Tree in the west.

The morning sun was not too hot, and he led his horse and strode down the wide street. Under a giant fig tree, he stopped and opened the brown cortical map that Celem Pass had given him, and there were no other directions than a few simple routes. He had never been to this place before, and the exoticism left him a little confused, and he realized that he must be lost. Luckily, the buildings on both sides of the street were still in the Naesian script he knew, and he listened to the conversation of the passers-by and found that they could speak the Narasian language, much to his excitement.

His outfit is very different from that of the locals, and with his appearance, it goes without saying that he is a foreigner. The women walking in the streets slowed their pace to notice him, and the men in the streets looked at him, especially the black hussar horse he was leading, which they had never found in this place.

"May I ask where you are from?" At this moment, an old man who had lost a few teeth came up and asked with a smile - his face was full of wrinkles, there was no hair on the top of his head, the rest was half black and half white, there was a short layer against the scalp, his shirt was gray and open, revealing a black and yellow flesh color, and there was a steel knife without a scabbard behind his back, which seemed to be an old knife man.

Seeing that someone had offered to speak to him, Chivero replied with a smile: "I come from the other side of the mountain and the sea, where the four sacred trees support the bridge of eternal life, the cry of the great god makes the waves stir, and the ancient cloud ship crosses the rolling ocean to unify the eternal desolation of this world. ”

"You are the rumored Silsa of the Eternal Realm!" the old man exclaimed, his face filled with admiration, "I have long heard that you can reach the strange land of Silsa by crossing the Mirror Water Ocean. ”

He looked around at Chivero a few times, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's from there, and his bearing is really extraordinary." I like it the most, and I like the people there, if I have the chance, I must go there, but unfortunately, I'm over sixty years old now, and I'm still in this Confederate country, I'm different from those who are willing to be mediocre here, I wanted to go out when I was young, but unfortunately the people here like mediocrity, didn't create that environment for me, my passion has been worn away by the damn years, but fortunately, I have found a new passion now. ”

"The mediocrity you are talking about should be ordinary, in fact, this is also very good, it is better to find a place to live peacefully than anything else. "What's the point of wandering around and ending up alive with nothing left?"

"No! young man. "The old man called Cevero a young man, and made Cevero feel that he might be really young now, just listen to the old man continue," What I'm talking about is mediocrity, not the so-called ordinary, the judgment of ordinariness and mediocrity is not about what big things are done, vigorous, not only who is poor and who is rich, who respects and who is inferior, only distinguishes between the ideological realm and the attitude of life, are you willing to hold a vigorous and vigorous may not get any remuneration and will be seriously injured, but maybe will soar into the sky and fight freely for this life, or are you willing to give up your ideals and commit to seek a whole life, so that you can be fed and clothed, plain and bland, without waves, chasing ideals or obeying reality, different people will give different answers, and people who choose the latter usually call this mediocre laziness ordinary。 For me, I have never experienced rapids and rapids, and I have never worked hard for my ideals, so I claim that I like the ordinary, that is just an excuse and excuse for mediocrity!"

"Maybe what I say stabbed you to the heart and made you hate me, but that's right, please accept your shortcomings honestly and correct them, so that you will not only gain respect but also improve yourself, people who are short of breath tend to have low self-esteem and hypocrisy, they are the most annoying. The old knife man stared at Civero and continued.

Chivero listened carefully to the old man's words, and felt that there was some truth, so he asked, "The old swordman's words are exactly what I want, can you tell me your name?"

"Your Excellency is so gracious. The old man said, "You better not know that stupid name of mine, and tell you my nickname: 'Knife in the Knife.'"

"A knife within a knife?" Chivero said with a smile, "a very good title, very affectionate." ”

"That's right, your ears are not stained by the world, or I will be called a madman again. Hearing Chivello's appreciation, the knife in the knife asked happily, "So, what about your Excellency's name?"

"Chivero. Civero was blunt, he was sure that the old man must not know his name, but in fact the old man did not know his name.

"Good!" said the old man, "I think that His Excellency Chivero must have something important to do when he comes all the way here, and he seems to be lost. If you believe me, please come with me, we may be on the same road, and I know all the big roads and small roads in this Confederate area. (To be continued.) )