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There is such a thing as human nature, as we have said before: "people fear geniuses, but do not approach them" - and Rigal, as the ruling class, maintains a similar delicate situation in the relations between the nobility and the commoners in the world.

Although the long-standing estrangement between the aristocracy and the common people around the world is the source of many contradictions, it still exists, and naturally it has its own necessity.

All the culture of the aristocracy was, in the final analysis, to make their rule more stable. The superiority of appearance through luxurious clothing, strict wording and etiquette, the study of knowledge and martial arts, and the extravagance of life were all aimed at distancing themselves from the common class and ensuring that the ruling class remained the ruling class.

This is also one of the arguments of the Lamanite scholars on the "servile nature of man": "People always yearn for beings who are higher than themselves, social animals submit to large individuals, and human aristocrats use money and power to create a great impression." ”

If the ruling class does not have such a strong presence, then why should the people be fearful?

If the people do not fear the ruling class, then why should they follow each other's ideas?

Human beings are complex, and human nature is also very wonderful. If the plebeian class and the ruling class were to sit on an equal footing, a myriad of things could not, at least not smoothly, move forward. Because everybody has their own opinions, he has his ideas, you have yours, and at the end of the day, no one can win or win, and things don't really start to move forward unless an overriding tough guy comes forward and makes everyone obey him.

This is how the original ruling class came into being. In the course of thousands of years of human history, the division between the ruling class and the common class has become more and more stringent. In the end, in an old empire like Padrosi, they have even begun to ignore the individual and use identity as the basis for judgment.

It is true that you can't get rid of such things as identity and background, but without these things, the ruling class and the common class are actually the same.

It's all living human beings.

They all have their own pressure, their own pain, their own emotions.

Their estrangement is not as deep as most people think.

It's just that the ruling class, because of its identity, cannot always reveal its weaknesses, they must maintain this superiority and maintain their posture. It's good to say that you want to die to save face, but it is precisely this kind of existence that civilians look forward to and yearn for.

This created a considerable degree of contradiction, and in order to maintain their rule, they had to maintain their superiority, and sometimes, or always, could not expose their weaknesses in the nobility's own circles. All the suffering can only be hidden in one's own heart, and the higher the status, the more things people carry, the more lonely they are. And they endure this loneliness and pain, and others still find it difficult to understand, and just blame them again and again.

Accuse them of not understanding civilians and people's hearts.

This is true to a certain extent, it is true that many nobles are ignorant of the lives and thoughts of the commoners, but more often than not, it is the inevitable tragedy of the imperfect social structure.

Aristocrats are to be perfect, because exposing their weaknesses to the wrong people is traumatic.

But if it's against the right person, the distance between the two sides will be shortened.

In a way, this is the first step in building a relationship of trust.

is not to wander around the periphery to protect oneself smoothly, but to try to reveal one's own true voice, not to hide it, and to tell the truth.

Everyone in the team is not stupid, even if the lower-level mercenaries and merchants do not have any advanced knowledge, they are still adults who have experienced the vicissitudes of time. The human heart does not need to be stated in every detail, but can be inferred by observing the minutiae of attitudes and behaviors.

Many times, many things, as long as you talk well, can be resolved peacefully.

The difference is just the action of piercing this layer of window paper.

Henry accomplished his goal, as always. The atmosphere in the team was much brighter on the whole, they no longer seemed to be about to split into two groups, people began to communicate more, and some jokes and household routines were brought up from time to time, and they did not seem dull.

Although Margaret's matter could not be completely resolved, the situation gradually improved unconsciously.

The weather seems to fluctuate with the mood, or the change in mood and circumstances makes the change of weather more easily felt.

Mira couldn't remember how many rainy nights she had fled, and how many days she had been smiling in the sun. Although she knew that these were only a few examples, it was not uncommon for her to flee on a sunny day and sing on a rainy day. But memory is always easy to associate similar things together, and every time I think about it, I add a little more vinegar.

At the end of the day, when you recall the sad past, the surroundings are bound to be cold and painful, as if even the air has betrayed you and tried to suffocate you, and the whole world is full of hostility.

And when I exchange for those good memories, everything is like overturning honey, full of pale golden sweetness.

The older you go, the more unreliable the memories that have been tampered with due to personal emotional influences.

What you believed in as a child must be like that when you grow up. But when you actually touch it, you realize that your memory has gone wrong in some way, so that the memory you believe in is actually very different from the truth.

Just as history itself can be biased by the knowledge and experience of its recorders, and despite the refusal of many to believe it, human memory is inherently an extremely unreliable thing.

What is subjectively believed in must be something that must be true, because of the confusing nature of memory, it can be ridiculously wrong.

So, based on this, are the trusting relationships and relationships built on the basis of "familiarity" as fickle and fragile as it is?--Mira looked back at Margaret, who was smiling happily, and she stopped, not thinking about it any further.

If you go deeper, I'm afraid that the whole world's cognition will be denied.

It's going to be a good memory, and that's enough. It doesn't matter if it will be whitewashed by the subjective emotions of the moment in the future, people always need something to believe.

She had recently begun to understand why Henry was always so calm, as calm as if he had no emotion, though she knew it wasn't true. When you reach a level of knowledge where you begin to look beyond the surface of things to see all the laws of necessity, you will be amazed at how fragile, fickle, and unreliable everything in the world is. Subconsciously, you will begin to deny everything and reject everything.

It's getting harder and harder for you to believe in something, and it's even harder and harder for you to hate something, so you end up having to keep a calm attitude towards everything.

Like a passer-by who is in the flow of people coming and going but stands still, like a stranger who doesn't fit in.

At first glance, it sounded like some higher than human being looking at the whole world, and it seemed to be very remarkable, but it was not the person she wanted to be.

There was only one example for her from beginning to end.

Sages are emotional.

Although he was not often or adept at expressing emotions - or both, he was able to feel it all.

Only by standing among people, feeling everything, paying attention to everything, being able to be anyone and understanding anyone's thinking, can you truly exist in the world, and not keep a distance like an observer.

"Teacher, I kind of understand why I went on a trip. Coldly, Mira said to Henry. The sage looked back at her and raised an eyebrow in a rare way, but didn't say anything.

The voices of laughter and laughter continued behind them, Margaret and the mercenary merchant were all from the same East Coast cultural background, even if there were differences in spiritual concepts and many ideas, some less important things were very talkative.

Both sides tacitly avoided many topics such as politics and religion, and only talked about the world and talked about light things.

As the sun set and the moon rose, they gradually re-entered the wider road, camped along the roadside, set up some equipment, collected fuel for torches, and rested.

The merit of the traveling merchants in a group became apparent at this moment, and the four-wheeled carriage, which had two broken wheels, was dismantled, and with Henry's consent, with iron nails and hemp ropes, was combined with their small flatbed carriage, making it longer and carrying much more cargo.

However, due to the strength of the structure, they still did not put all the goods on top, but tried to make room for other carriages and disperse a small part.

In this way, the loss of the merchant who damaged the carriage was minimized, and not only the goods were preserved, but the frame of the carriage was still there. At that time, you don't need to buy a whole new car, just repair and fill it, which can save a lot of money.

It is much better to always have a companion when you are away from home, and if a merchant who travels alone encounters a similar situation, he may choose to ride a horse and carry as much goods as he can with him.

This is also the way in which many thieves in the Padrossi territory used to hook a twine with an iron hook at one end to the wheels of the carriage while the merchant was not prepared for it, and to the trees or piers of the bridge at the other end. As the wheels of the carriage roll, the rope inadvertently tightens and the whole cart is pulled out of control, and when he sees that his carriage is damaged and surrounded by masses, the merchant usually chooses to hand over the goods or run away.

The ability to obtain the wealth you want without blood, can be said to be another chic method of robbery that evolved under strict law and order.

Accompanied by thick soups and pastries, I heard the merchants tell these anecdotes, and I couldn't help but feel that even thieves and robbers were always racking their brains to think of various ways to survive.

Fortunately, a caravan of their size and guarded caravans would not normally be the target of thieves because they were more difficult to bite, and this was without Margaret and the three nobles. With the presence of the aristocracy, as long as they no longer encounter the kind of mob that has great hatred for the aristocracy, they can basically sit back and relax.

After dinner, before going to sleep, Uncle Mario begins to plan their next destination.

The East Coast is a huge place, and since there is no such thing as the Tambur Mountains, the habitable area here is actually much larger than that of the West Coast.

The vast land nourished not only the splendid civilization of the Lamanites, but also a wide variety of other creatures and intelligent races.

In the mountains that crossed the southern part of the Padrosi Empire into the tiny kingdom of the city-states of Raman and continued southward, lived the dwarves, one of the five major races of Rigal. In the northern part of the Palohia Plateau is the dwarf kingdom, known for its skilled craftsmen, but there are also numerous scattered settlements of elves around the world on the east coast.

"Whoa. Uncle Mario brought out a parchment map of the South, which was one of his goods, and despite the advanced printing technology on the East Coast, a reliable map with detailed drawings was still expensive, even if only the nobles could afford it. Mario originally planned to sell it to the head of the previous village at cost price to maintain future trade relations, but now that this is the case, he doesn't care so much and just uses it.

As in many other ways, knowledge of geography was invaluable in this era.

Because of the superior paper and printing, the East Coasters judged the value of a map not by its size and the territory it contained, but by its detail and reliability.

"From Chester to Parniera, it's a certain kilometre. The message, as well as every bend of the road, and every point of the terrain that needs attention, are marked, and it is natural that the mapper himself walks step by step, and measures the earth with his own feet.

Carrying a leather bag full of parchment paper and a large fur hat with several quills on his head, the profession of a draftsman who walks around on foot is very popular on the East Coast. The time and effort required to carefully observe and map the map step by step is inexpensive, and the price is even higher if you add to that the inexperienced, inexperienced and incapable of drawing reliable maps without the knowledge of mathematics and many basic knowledge.

Therefore, even though it is only a map of the south, Mario's semi-gifted commodity is still an extremely valuable existence.

At this moment, the merchant uncle pointed to the next destination on the map, and around it, in green ink, a warning phrase was written in Lamanite, "Elven infested field".

This race, which is quite mysterious and extremely xenophobic in the eyes of humans, and very good at magic, is naturally not the object of their trade.

But through the territory of the elves, there is a path to a village called Scotti in the south.

Although their caravan will not be exclusive there, and the goods can only be sold for most of the goods, if they wander around after the end, they can at least return to their capital and make more profits.

"So, who wants to meet the forest elves?" said Uncle Mario with a smile, "I mean, the empty forest, after all, those guys are shy." ”