Verse 112: Sail

Anyone who knows a little about the history of the East Coast knows that the rise of the Lamani civilization is closely related to the numerous waterways of the East Coast. After unification and the establishment of an empire, the Lamanites still attached great importance to water transportation. This tradition continues into the present day of the Padrosi Empire. Numerous ports and shipyards have been built over the millennia, many of which were abandoned during the country's civil strife, but the port and maritime transport industries that have survived and developed today are still thriving.

Thanks to this, the most economical and relatively convenient way for the average East Coast traveler to get around is by ferry.

Not to mention the twists and turns of land transportation, there are often bandits and monsters waiting for the opportunity. Although the stone-paved avenue of "Van-ti-Lamaniyah", which means "the vessel of Raman", has been in full range for many years, it is clearly more suitable for people in inland areas far from the inland sea.

Waterway transport is the lowest cost mode of transport. No matter how strong a horse is, there is a limit to the weight of the cargo that can be pulled. Coupled with the twists and turns of the terrain, the uphill and downhill slopes, and the fact that you have to take a detour in the event of a hill or war, both the time it takes and the total amount of cargo that can be transported at one time are far inferior to the point-to-point ships coming and going from ports to each other.

The wealth of Padrosi's alliance with the city-states of the South is built on the pleasing sailing conditions of the calm Mobigas Inland Sea, and on these magnificent galleons.

And for these large galleons to sail, they needed a huge number of oarsmen slaves.

- This is what our Loan maiden saw before she got on the boat. They had been brought in from a path on the other side, and there were more than a hundred men in the prime of life, their skin pale from being exposed to the sun by being at the bottom of the boat all the year round, and each wearing only a pair of tattered linen shorts because of the hot weather. The pale skin made the whip marks and dirt stand out, and they staggered past the other side with the sound of shackles clashing.

That's an area where travelers and businessmen won't be allowed to go.

Unlike the West Coast, which was considered barbaric by the Empire, you might see slaves walking around on the streets. The "orthodox" Lamanites, such as the Southern City-State Alliance and the Padrossi Empire, are very class-conscious and taboo-minded because of their pride in the thousand-year-old civilization.

That's why Mira didn't get to see it when she first arrived, and people seemed to be conventionally blind to it. Despite knowing that it existed, the city's administrators, as well as people from all walks of life, developed a strict set of underground rules to separate the slaves' actions from the world of light, so as to avoid being seen by new visitors to such "dirty-eyed" things.

Even the names they are called, there are taboos.

After all the rowing slaves had boarded the boat, Mira heard two sailors from the boat next to her say, "Ra-Zafra is on board, ready to go"—because it was the Lamanite language she didn't use often, and the girl searched for a while in her mind before she remembered the meaning of the word.

"Ballast. ”

With the exception of the occasional flat-bottomed inland waterway vessel in freshwater basins, large ocean-going vessels have dome-shaped bottoms. It is constructed in the form of a keel bulge in the middle and an upward arc on both sides. If this method is empty, it will sway from side to side on the water and finally capsize directly, so it is necessary to fill the bilge with heavy objects to give the ship a certain draft to maintain stability.

If the ship sinks, the heavy load that fills the bilge will naturally sink to the bottom of the sea with the ship. Such a noun is aptly used to refer to the slave who rows. There is no way to even escape, not even a person, and even less valuable than the goods transported on the ship, which only exist as a part of the ship.

"......" for a moment, she suddenly had an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.

Injustices are inevitable, but if everyone takes them for granted, they have even lived like this for many, many years, and have developed a corresponding system, so much so that they can call it an "unshakable tradition"—

How can this be changed? Even if there is such an idea, it is like a mountaineer looking up at the endless thousand-meter peaks of the Tambul Mountains on the west coast, with only a feeling of weakness and no way to start.

Don't think about things that you can't figure out, as always, that's the advantage that Mira has.

I can't give an answer because my own ability is still insufficient, and if I continue to move forward and continue to practice, maybe I can give this answer in the future. She thought so, and then she heard the sailors of the ship blow their horns three times in succession.

"Woo-woo-woo-" He then held up the small red and white pennant and spun it in circles, and shouted loudly: "Passengers, merchants, put down what you have, pack your belongings, and get ready to board the ship." ”

He shouted this, and the people who ate and drank at the various mobile kiosks below the ship packed up their things and began to walk this way. The vendors who peddle these roadside stalls are pushing their carts in the direction of the next boat.

Densely packed with merchants, travelers, and mercenaries dressed in various costumes ascended the pier with stairs on the shore. The ship was much taller than the one Mira and Henry had taken from Avenella, so it was necessary to cross the trestle instead of placing a board when embarking and disembarking. Some larger ships transfer people and goods to smaller vessels before transporting them to port.

However, for Parnilla, the largest port on the east coast, the only ship that was too large for her tallest trestle to reach was the royal flagship of the current Emperor and several princes.

"Give. "Our Sage was also in the crowd, and he was clutching a burrito wrapped in clean linen, and as soon as the hot burrito was handed it there was a pleasant aroma of tomato bolognese, and Miss Roan took it, and took a big bite.

"Poof—" One of the surrounding travelers laughed maliciously. Mira glanced out of the corner of her eye, and the man was about twenty or thirty years old, dressed like a typical Lamanite merchant. Although young, he must be a veteran sailor from the point of view of making a shameful smile.

There is a famous folk joke about itinerant food stalls called "recycling", which tells the story of food stall owners who use aromas to lure travelers, and when people are full of food and drink and board the rocking boats, they often vomit on the fence against the sea because of seasickness and other reasons. This vomit is eaten by the fish in the sea, and eventually the fish becomes a delicacy at the food stalls, and so on and so on.

The story has a Rahmanic metaphorical satire, and those who often go to sea have developed a habit of not eating too much before boarding the ship. The young merchant was obviously a little gloating, and because of her appearance, he directly regarded our Luoan girl as a novice on board the ship for the first time, but when she turned to reveal the eye-catching orange card on her waist and the Mithril brooch on her chest, his expression immediately became shy, and even a little stammering.

This is the most hated part of Mira and the most common part of the character of the Lamanites of Parnira.

The typical young Laman has this kind of imperial pride, jumping to conclusions about people because of their superficial perceptions before getting to know them better. At every turn, I feel that others are barbarians, uncivilized and lowly guys, even businessmen only seem to be enthusiastic, but in fact, in their hearts they reject people thousands of miles away.

In addition, these guys change their faces very quickly, and once they find out that you actually have some financial resources or strength, they will immediately become low-voiced, and very politely want to come over and get some benefits.

- Stammering, polite, but still not really sociable.

The pride of the people of the empire is deep in the bones, and it is no exaggeration to describe it. As an outsider, and a stranger with such a striking feature as gray hair, they may seem polite and take the initiative to approach because of money or strength, but in their hearts they still think that you are inferior to him.

This contempt, hidden deep in the soul, is common among most of the young people of Padrosi, who always regard themselves as a thousand-year-old inheritance, and although they pursue profit, they always consider themselves noble and orthodox. They will take advantage of the other party's superiority to gain benefits, and they will be polite on the surface, but in their hearts they will always think that people in foreign countries are just "rich/powerful and uneducated fools".

Conservative to tradition, believing that class relations cannot be violated, nodding and bowing to the upper nobles of the empire, and despising and rejecting foreigners or slaves who consider themselves to be lower than themselves.

Immerse yourself in the dream of an empire that is unshakable and the pride of the people will live forever.

Even after only a few months of the attack on Parnilla, they were still concerned about it in a capital where many traces of war could still be seen.

It's blind.

This is true of the commoners, and the nobles of the upper echelons of the empire are not the same.

After a full month of pacification of Parnilla, the Imperial Capital and the nearby garrisons were late, and after they had eaten and drunk enough and demanded a portion of their exploits, they turned around and returned to the central region.

This is just an inconspicuous small wave, what if Parnilla, who is regarded as the pearl of the palm, has been attacked? Isn't it already recovered, so the important thing is how to divide this battle exploit to add a little color to his resume.

The Empire would not be defeated, and such an attack would be a minor accident. The people of the country, which have an orthodox heritage of more than 1,000 years, have been so proud in the past, and they will continue to be so proud.

No one can shake it, because Padrosi is so powerful.

How ridiculous.

Ridiculous people.

He has eyes, but he doesn't see them.

They have ears, but they don't hear them.

Blindly maintaining tradition, maintaining class, and immersing themselves in the sweet dream that nothing will ever change.

The horrific attack was a wake-up call for all those who hated the Empire, but right here, in this same place, in this city where the corpses of the terrible dead could still be found under the ruins of this alley.

The vast majority of people act as if nothing had happened.

"This country, is there something big going on. The moment the pier was removed, Mira folded the burrito and whispered it in Arvinella.

Henry, who was next to him, was noncommittal, just looking at the statue of the emperor that was still reflecting the light in the sunlight in the distance.

"Hey-hey-hey-hey-" The sailors turned their winches to stow the thick iron anchors out of the sea, and the slaves on the lowest level rowed their oars under the command of the overseer, and the huge merchant ship began to slowly sail towards the outside of the harbor.

Minna did not show up at the harbor until the time of their ship's departure, and the lady of Avenella was preoccupied with the turmoil that Padrosi was about to come. How will the kingdom deal with the relationship with the empire, you must know that Avenella has had some conflicts with the empire in the past, although it is not a level of opponent so it is not taken seriously. But at this point in time, when the southern kingdoms, the dwarves, and most likely the minorities of the Palohian Highlands will join the rebellion against the empire, what should Avenella do?

The icing on the cake is obviously not as good as sending charcoal in the snow, although Minna is closer to the Margaret family and the city lord's palace of Parnila as an envoy, but there are only interests and no friendship between countries, and so far the top of the Padrossi Empire has not paid attention to the meaning of this small kingdom.

Minna worked hard for more than half a year, but only established a basic business relationship with the city of Parnila. The high-ranking members of the Padrosi Empire, His Majesty the Emperor and those high-ranking nobles, I am afraid that they have never even heard of this small kingdom.

Although the beginning was smooth, there was no progress outside of Parnilla. The efforts of Minna and Avenella's longbowmen during the witch plague and the siege of Parnira have also been reported by the City Lord's Mansion, but it is obvious that this kind of "natural" thing is not taken seriously by the upper echelons of the empire.

Continuing to try to get on good terms with Padrosi is likely to be as bad as it has always been. And if we can support these attackers in the southern countries while they are still starting, this kindness and the relationship established will obviously be much more stable.

But then again, the pride of the Padrosi people is not completely blind, they are indeed strong enough, and once the whole country reacts and enters a state of combat readiness, the energy that can be exerted is also amazing.

Which side to be on? This question is not only in front of Minna, but also in front of Margaret.

After the brooch was presented yesterday, the noble lady turned around and began to get busy with her own business.

The road ahead of the kingdom, the road ahead of the city of Parnira.

And, in front of Konstantin, who was already far away in the imperial capital at this time, the future of the empire.

These three questions are as entangled as a tangled thread, and how they make their choice is their own business.

If you want to go back to the root and go to watch and think, the reason why they have embarked on this path and made such a choice is inseparable from our sage and Luo'an girl.

Because of some influences, some of the things I heard and saw, and finally made a certain choice.

If they weren't there, maybe everything would have gone completely differently.

But that's the end of it, the choice has been made, and they should go on their own.

Just like the path that Mira and Henry will follow.

A long-standing mystery is about to be revealed.

"Ready—"

The oars were stowed away, and the sailors of the merchant ships rowing out of the sheltered harbor were neatly prepared.

"Set sail!"

"Whoop——!

The huge white canvas was neatly pulled apart, and the sailors then rolled and rolled the thick twine on the winch, and the wind that blew straight after leaving the shelter immediately puffed up the sails, and the huge ship began to move forward under the force of nature. Seagulls soar in the sky, and the blue sea is endless, and it is impossible to tell where the sea is and where the sky is at the intersection of the distant sky.

To the west, below sea level, is the far west coast, far away Avenella, and there must be a refreshing wind blowing on the Acasta Plains at this moment.

And to the north, in places that the human eye can't see.

It is the destination of the trip, located in the midst of the snow and ice, the country of aurora and lakes.

Henry's hometown.

Suomir.