readx;? Having traveled to the South and returning to her eleven years of growth, Mira felt the difference between them even more deeply. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Traditionally, Avenella, like many other parts of the West Coast, was a country dominated by a conservative agrarian civilization. From sunrise to sunset, agriculture and animal husbandry are carried out calmly on fertile soil, and self-sufficiency is achieved to meet the needs of the people -- even if they have trade, it is not like the main force in the south, but still mainly in agriculture, and trade is only a means to enhance the development of national strength.

In such a society, except for mercenaries, a few merchants and nobles, the rest of the ordinary people will never be more than ten kilometers away from the place where they were born for the rest of their lives. Aside from the passers-by, the real ordinary people who were born and raised in Avenella tend to be quite familiar with each other, because most people will never leave this place for the rest of their lives, so if anyone leaves, others will surely remember it deeply.

This nostalgia for the homeland and the old people has given rise to many excellent poems written by the poets of Avenella, and the southern merchants, who have long been accustomed to wandering the world, cannot understand such a concept, so they may not understand the emotion of returning to their homeland and encountering the old people in unexpected and unexpected circumstances.

The heavy rain of Ashinir ceased the day after their arrival, and I don't know if it was something that was manipulating the weather, as if to welcome them, the winter rain that had been falling for a week quietly retreated, and the earth cleared again, and the golden light was sprinkled on the fields where the blades of grass and the petals were still dropping, and the river flowed endlessly, and the busy people and the birds that flew around while the water vapor was still coming out to catch insects and pigs created a vibrant scene.

Walk out of the entrance to the city gate of the northern city and look to the left at the end of the horizon to see the Tambur Mountains, which look extremely large even at this distance, and to the right, on the edge of the lush forest, as soon as the heavy rain stops, a convoy of ox carts is cutting down trees.

The edges of the forest were densely packed with stakes, and within a year the western forests of Protacia were visibly missing less than a thousandth, and in the course of their development, presumably even more.

Forests have been turned into stakes and chips of wood have been turned into building materials and fuel, and the northern part of Avenella, which was comparatively more populous than the central and southern regions, has almost doubled in just one year by people who came to seek work and a better life, and even as the construction workers are constantly making new houses every day, there are still a large number of people making tents from rudimentary materials in the basin where the Sivalier hoplites had been destroyed.

There must have been tens of thousands, of them, many of them refugees from the West Valiers, and even a considerable number of white-haired Loans. The same people are low-status people who can't afford to live in town hotels, and you don't have to expect them to pay attention to hygiene here, and the garbage and excrement left by tens of thousands of people every day have no sewers, so they are discarded on the spot in the beautiful Ecasta field, and after time fermentation, a suffocating, foul-smelling black clay makes the area unscathed. But this is not the most serious, tens of thousands of people stay here every day for various reasons, and the physical and even bloody conflicts are the biggest problem, and as the de facto leader of the local area, the wise Prince Edward naturally cannot sit idly by.

In addition to the longbowmen, there were many noble knights and sergeants in the Avenella army sent to manage the area, but it was the female knight who looked like a leader, dressed in lightweight plate armor, and riding on horseback to assign tasks to the patrol team.

"Sir, the few Luo'ans who made trouble in front of us have all been arrested, but there are no more vacancies in our cells, what should we do?" a sergeant in old armor rode over and asked the man, and the woman responded calmly and decisively: "Let's let the petty thieves out first, the focus is on dealing with those who commit violent crimes, special treatment should be given in special times, and we don't have enough manpower at all, so we don't want everyone who breaks the law to be arrested." She said this, and the sergeant nodded, "Yes sir." Then he turned and rode his horse to the other side.

"Really, the Luo'an people, the Luo'an people, it's always the Luo'an people who commit crimes, why can't these guys be as cute as her, these Luo'an people-"

"What's wrong with us Luoans, sir-sir. ”

A clear voice with a smile sounded behind her, and the familiar tone of her voice made the blonde dame turn her head in a moment's reaction.

"Long time no see, Sister Minna. The smile on Mira's face couldn't be stopped like a spring, and it came naturally: "Or should I call you Sir-" she said, and Minna turned decisively and dismounted, rushed over and hugged her, and then pressed her face to Mira's thigh, and sniffed quietly with joy.

"It's back......"

"I'm still alive, and I'm back well. As she spoke, the concern in her words was real, and Mira felt her nose sore, and she slid off the saddle and put her arm on her shoulder. Minna rubbed the corners of her eyes and straightened her body, looking at this girl who was already taller than her, because of the joy of reunion, happy, excited and unable to help herself.

"Well, it's back nicely. Mira rested her head on the other's shoulder, the bond that had been formed through life and death together was far more solid than a stable life that lasted for years or ten. This kind of trust that can be entrusted to each other with life is rarely obtained, but once it is obtained, even if it is only for a few days to be with each other through life and death, the intimate friendship formed is enough to last a lifetime.

"Sir too, welcome home. Minna turned to Henry and said, and the sage nodded at her in the same way: "You can continue to talk about the old words, you have a problem." He hit the nail on the head, and Minna, who had obviously inherited not only the title, but also the open-mindedness of her father, nodded directly and admitted without the slightest embarrassment: "Edward should be in the city lord's palace in Vavasika now, and I will take you to meet him." ”

As she said this, Henry raised an eyebrow, and Mira said directly, "You and him—" She said, and Minna was stunned for a moment, blushing and nodding shyly.

"You, you're really like a savior, and you just happened to come back when something very troublesome might happen. She tried to change the subject, but Henry replied with the usual calmness: "It's not a coincidence. As he said this, Minna paused, and then stared blankly at the sage.

"It's intentional, because an old friend told me about it. ”

"'Save this country,'" he smiled, Minna's eyes twinkled a little, and Henry continued, "I can do such a thing as ignoring my old friend's last wish on his deathbed." ”“...... Thank you. Minna rubbed the corners of her eyes, then responded with a smile that made her feel like it was a good day today, and Henry nodded again: "Let's go, go and meet the troubled prince." ”

......

"Stepped, Footed—" As if a gust of wind was blowing, the servants in the Lord's Mansion of Vavasika watched in amazement as His Royal Highness the Prince, who had always been calm and calm, running swiftly down the corridor like an immature frizzy boy, and with a relaxed look on his face, he quickly walked through the halls and aisles, and then pushed open the wooden door without royal composure when he came to the side hall where the guests were received.

"Sir!" cried Edward, but then he noticed that the room was not as close to a handful of acquaintances as he had previously thought—in addition to Henry, Mira and Minna, the most conspicuous were a dozen brown-skinned warriors of other peoples, who looked like they were far away. His Royal Highness had been fond of reading since childhood, and it was the very place where he had read about the deeds of the sages, that he had carefully read and searched the literature that had been memorized in his mind, and it soon became clear that these were the nomads of Absera, and that together with the thin men with small bows in their hands, it was clear that they were not of humble origin.

“...... Sir really won't change anywhere. Edward sighed, then slowed his breath and motioned for the others to sit down, knowing that most of them didn't understand West Coast or Avenella, so he mostly used gestures. Mira sat the ignorant Lena beside her, and Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Prairie seemed to be quite reserved and polite when she saw the nobles of other countries.

"Sir, who are these?" said Edward to Henry, "squeak—" The door was pushed open, and a squire came in with an iron kettle, poured a cup of tea and handed it to the sage—as soon as he returned, the fragrance of spruce tea and the faint smell of folic acid echoed in the air. Henry took it, and then asked without answering, "How is your Lamanite?"

"Not bad—" replied Edward, who was in Laman, and Muna's reaction to the twinkle did not escape the prince's eyes, and he immediately understood why Henry was asking, but then Edward turned his head to look at the thin girl from Loan, who was sitting next to Mira, who was still confused, as if he had no idea what had happened and what was happening.

"I'll translate for her. The trip was over, he reached out and took off the hairband, loosened the ponytail, and the long hair was naturally scattered, and the Luoan girl Mao recommended herself, Edward nodded, and Minna behind her came over and rubbed her head: "It's amazing, I understand Lamanite." There was a doting hint in the blonde girl's tone, and Mira smiled at her, and everyone got to business.

"Well, I'll tell you straight to the point," Heng said in Lamani, "This is Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Prairie, Muna." "Uh-" Edward was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and politely saluted with the royal courtesy of the royal family, and Muna, who knew how to communicate with the nobles of the Laman, responded to him very decently. Henry then pointed to Lena: "And this is Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Luoan people. ”

"......" Edward paused again, he guessed something, and the expression on his face experienced a series of complex changes such as joy and heaviness, but in the end he only smiled at Henry and shook his head. Then he turned to Lena with formal etiquette - this made Her Royal Highness the princess of the Luoan people a little unresponsive, under Mira's translation, Lena knew that this was the local royal family, and she had indeed learned the etiquette of dealing with another royal family, but she had not experienced this kind of scene for many years, and for a while, the thin Luoan girl did not know what to do to be a decent and worthy of the status, and she was so anxious that she almost wanted to cry.

"Just stand up and bend over. Minna, who was behind her, gently patted her on the shoulder and said this in Roan, Mira looked at her in surprise, and the dame replied with a smile: "I have always dealt with Roans, and I have also done some homework." She said, and then Lena stood nervously and bowed, then sat back down and let out a long breath.

“...... Sir has brought some amazing characters to the table, but before we get into the conversation, I have one more person I'd like to introduce him. Edward said this, and walked to the door to explain something to the guard. After a while, there were some footsteps outside, and then the door opened again, and a beautiful girl with black curly hair in a gorgeous dress walked in.

"Let me introduce you to you, this is my cousin, Her Royal Highness Princess Isabel Day Avalon. ”

"The only legitimate heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Sivalier...... Edward continued with a wry smile, "and a pawn that my father did everything he could to get. ”

“...... Let's start talking. Henry raised an eyebrow, Edward's words were enough to make him understand the situation of the prince and the whole of Arvenella.

He spoke softly, and Isabella, who had quietly finished bowing to the crowd, quickly took her seat. (To be continued.) )