It's hard to say how far apart Parnira is from Ecasta. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even our Luoan girl, who has traveled to many West Coast countries, and even as far south and Absera, has never experienced it before. After all, the west coast is only the same in the final analysis, while in the south they stay in a small town, and Absela is vast and uninhabited, and the three are far from being "civilized".

The beauty of nature can certainly bring a sense of grandeur and amazement, but it is hazy and unattainable, because the power of nature is completely beyond the reach of human beings - like the stars in the sky, people admire it because it is too high to be attainable, but it is too small to fully appreciate it all.

And Parnilla is different.

As a human being, even if you don't have much advanced knowledge, when you see that your own kind can build such a magnificent building with one brick and one stone, the shock that is so deep that your bones tremble is far more magnificent than looking up at the mountains and the sea.

These mortal ants, which are incomparably small compared to the mountains and seas, have built brilliant achievements that are far greater than their own.

To this day, the mood of the Lamani scholars in the books when they proudly proclaim their homeland as "the pride of mankind" is finally more or less understandable.

After the meal was finished and the luggage was placed, the group divided into two ways. Minna and her envoys went to handle the affairs related to the country's foreign affairs, while Henry and Muna and her party began to wander around, intending to buy some supplies and equipment for the next local operation.

Perhaps because of her satiety, Mira became calm and focused, and resumed her observation as a course of study. After only a momentary glance around her, she stopped, unable to move any more.

Where is the gap between the developed imperial civilization and the war-torn small kingdom on the West Coast?

It's a question, but it has more than one answer.

The population of Parnira is so large that it is concentrated in one city, but the large number of people does not make the streets seem narrow and crowded, because they are so wide and smooth. The houses are dizzying, and they are not built haphazardly, as is the case in some parts of the West Coast, but are carefully planned along with the roads.

Mira noticed that the pale slate floor had some orange bricks at intervals of half a meter near the foundations of the houses, a detail that was apparently used to divide the road and housing areas during the paving, but also played a decorative role, as a beautiful embellishment on the sides of the neat and regular road.

-- Orderly.

This is the imperial civilization that has been precipitated for thousands of years, and this is the cultural gap that is deep in the bones. Although the West Coast is barren, a number of wealthy merchants can still have a lot of wealth, and if you talk about population alone, you can gather all the people of a region to the size of Parnilla.

But the fat merchants weren't the rulers after all, they couldn't spend all their money where it was supposed to be, like the Padrossi, it was just piled up and locked in the treasury, and even if the population was equal in numbers, it would be humiliating to try to get the uneducated West Coast peasants and mercenaries to follow the rules like the people of Parnira.

Due to the limited space, there are very few things that can be expressed in the text and images of the book, so often the author can only pick and choose the key descriptions. And this has caused the vast majority of people who know a country through books to think that their so-called "developed" is to stand out in one aspect and ignore other things.

Only when you really go there and experience the local people and things first-hand will you understand that a developed civilization is not just "invincible in the army", "particularly rich" or superior in a certain engineering technology, everything is interlinked and closely linked, from the form of ideological warfare to clothing, food, housing and transportation, everything is integrated together to constitute the so-called developed countries.

These things are not the top technology that the writer wrote down in books, but the details of the plaster used for paving, the colored glaze on the tiles, and the glass.

It only took a few minutes for the girl to figure out how to distinguish a local from a foreigner.

Not only in the clothes, but also in the way they walked, the natives of Parnilla, the largest port city in the Empire of Padrosi, were commoners, and compared to outsiders, they looked like natural nobles described in books.

A strong sense of incompatibility lingers in the girl's heart.

It was due to physical discomfort, and the freshness of just getting off the boat overshadowed other feelings. At this moment, after she had eaten and drunk enough, her overly keen observation suddenly put Mira in a certain state of confusion - she froze in place, just looking at the orderly streets and passers-by. She stared at them, despite the friendly smiles on the faces of many people, even though the sun's rays shone on the earth and the golden daisies, the iconic national flower of the Padrosi Empire, swayed slightly in the corners-

The girl, however, did not know where she was.

She and them seemed to be separated by a thick, invisible wall.

She's a stranger.

She's a, not a person who doesn't belong here.

For the first time, Mira developed a sense of timidity.

She had never had such thoughts on the perilous west coast and south, nor had she lost or retreated in the vast expanse of the Absera savannah. Even though she was immature in battle, she was always able to keep her calm, but at this moment, in the midst of a peaceful scene, she had the first idea of escaping back to the West Coast, to Avenella, to the Plains of Acasta.

The majestic and untouchable Parnila is like a towering mountain, and you can't see any path to climb it when you look left or right.

How many years have passed since such a thought?

It also popped up when his parents died, and he was struggling to make a living on his own in the border village of Aikasta.

Although the world is big, there is no homeland to go back to.

Although the world is wide, I am alone.

Without a future, we don't know where we should go, and without a past, we don't know where we should go.

The only thing I have is now, and I'm trying my best just to survive - yes, I'm still vulnerable, I'm still powerless. It was the study and adventure that had given me the illusion that I had become strong, and in the final analysis, I was still the weak girl who could only hold her knees and sobbed alone after losing her parents.

Becoming strong is just an illusion, like a bubble, it seems that it can fly between heaven and earth as it pleases.

But in reality it is weak and fragile.

The city of Parnira.

The majestic scenery of the East Coast punctures this illusion. The same powerlessness as before pulled her in place, and Mira was in a daze, her eyes staring at the scenery around her but not focused.

"What's the fuss? ”

But that voice, as calm as ever, pulled her back to reality.

Henry took the girl's hand very naturally, and a familiar warmth came over him. The sage's big hands were a little rough but always warm, and he didn't say much, just looked down at her and tilted his head: "Let's go, Muna said to go to the weapon shop to have a look." ”

He said.

It was not a loud and bold declaration, but it stabilized the girl's wavering heart in an instant.

"Hmm...... Hma was stunned for a moment, then shook off those previous thoughts, nodded as hard as if trying to convince herself with a strong movement, and walked forward with Henry.

Even if you are still weak.

"Hey, you two, hurry ~one~o'clock~" Because she was excited, she had already run to the front dozens of meters away, and turned around and waved vigorously at the two of them.

Even if it is very small compared to the city and the wider world.

She thought.

I'm not alone anymore.

"Here it is. ”

The daisy on the corner of the street swayed gently, and in the bright sun, a girl with clean short hair swayed, and the smile on the corner of her mouth involuntarily overflowed.

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Like many other port cities, Parnila has a large commercial market.

It is worth mentioning that the market here is divided into two categories, one is the centralized street that is quite common in other areas, and many large and small shops owned by individual artisans are lined up, and buyers can discern and select the right goods according to their ability.

On the other hand, the wholesale market is aimed at wholesale merchants, and the wholesale market is almost as lively as a vegetable market.

The former is highly professional and targeted, and many relatively high-end types of shops such as weapon shops, armor shops, jewelry stores, and costume shops are located there. The wholesale market occupies a large share of baskets, cloth bags, leather bags and other carrying goods, ordinary clothing and clothing, crockpots, pots and pans and other light handicraft products that are easier to make, sell and produce more.

Due to geographical factors and many other reasons, the local people distinguish between "going to the street" and "going down".

The two markets are interconnected, and the shrewdness of the Padrosi people in planning the city can be seen in this. The roads around the market are wide and lively, and the outer streets are cheap and sufficient, and the further you go, the higher the quality of the goods, and the more perfect the decoration of the shops, the more perfect the street - obviously, the commoners and even the poor who buy cheap clothes do not have so much time to wander around and choose, so they mostly gather in the easily accessible lower streets to bargain noisily, and then continue to return to their original life with the goods they like.

For those who have the money and leisure, the quieter streets not only offer quality goods worthy of their status, but also the surrounding dessert shops and teahouses can also make shopping a leisurely pleasure.

It not only centralizes the consumer group in one place, but also saves urban space. The integration of the two seems to be inseparable, invisibly eliminating class segregation, and at the same time dividing the two kinds of consumers with invisible walls.

This kind of behavior is not strictly stopped by high walls or guards, but is achieved through urban lot planning, and the leopard in the tube also shows the real horror of this empire that has been precipitated for thousands of years.

Henry: They didn't go straight to the street, even though they had come here to check out the local weapons store. But before that, following the direction indicated on the wooden sign standing at the entrance of the street, the group walked towards some of the clothing stores located further down the street, which were not fancy clothing stores but were not wholesale market cheap goods.

One of the Lamanite idioms is "to follow the customs", which is different from the mercenaries who come from overseas to look for work and leave when they are done. Since they plan to stay here for a long time, it is best for Henry, Mira, Muna, and others to change their clothes into the style of their own places.

Humans are creatures who like to judge people by their appearance, and even ignorant children will instinctively reject the individuals around them who are too different from themselves. It is not uncommon for people to be isolated or even bullied just because of their hair color or other differences, so they should also change their clothes in order to make it easier and low-key for their next actions.

This was one reason, and the other - and perhaps another explanation for "following the locals" - was that Mira turned her head to look at the sunny sky, and then at the short leather boots she wore on her feet.

Despite its proximity to latitude, Parnila is much hotter than Acasta. Boots are rarely worn by the people here, and leather sandals are the main part of the civilian routine, and even those who work in the combat industry mostly use low-top leather shoes instead.

After all, people who have lived here for thousands of years, and the local clothing that has been improved from generation to generation is the most comfortable in this climate.

This is true even for those who are in the combat industry. Girls who have been to the hot grasslands like Absera in thick cotton armor and plate armor know this very well - the heavy lining, which was invented by the northerners, is certainly effective in absorbing impact, but the stuffy feeling can still be very uncomfortable even for those who wear it all year round.

However, between life and comfort, normal people will obviously choose the former.

The girl looked back and forth at the bustling pedestrians on the street, perhaps because of her profession, and the attire of the combatants, including herself, was the most unaccustomed to her.

In Parnila, no one goes shopping and wears armor.

This is a port city, and there are many people wearing mercenary cards on the streets, in addition to some characters who look like swordsmen or nobles. They were armed with weapons, usually a sword and a dagger for close quarters, but other than that, they were light and breathable.

This is unimaginable on the West Coast.

Mercenaries only need armor when they go to battle, and for the West Coasters, the streets and alleys are all places that can become battlefields at any time, so unless they are guarded by their companions to rest and sleep, they wear armor as much as possible.

This is not the case here.

The whole city, the whole of Parnilla, is where the mercenaries can safely remove their armor and carry only their weapons.

A safe haven.

"It's so peaceful...... "Mu Na, who pushed the door in first, made the brass bell of the clothing store ring "jingle bell", and before she walked in, the white-haired Luoan girl sighed quietly.