Fairy’s Box

Slok became a lot more honest after being beaten repeatedly because of his lack of beating. At least within sight, as long as there is Yale, there is definitely no him.

In order to avoid embarrassment in various senses, Yale has been relying on the merchant ship's infirmary to help clean the ship's deck during the day and earn some change. Drink and eat meat with the sailors at night, and try all kinds of entertainment.

With the help of drugs, Uncle Sal at least saved his life. In return, he even announced that his daughter would be engaged to him once the merchant ship arrived in Thrace.

Yale has no concept of money, but has unknown fears about marriage, so that on the forty-second day of the trip, after the merchant ship arrived in Thrace.

Taking advantage of the huge flow of people, he jumped off the boat first and became a trickle flowing into the vast crowd of people in this huge capital.

Thrace straddles the Proponte Strait and is known as the "Cross-Sea Capital". The pure white city walls stretch for thousands of miles, linking the mountains and turning the Proponti Mountains into part of the fortifications. There are city gates on both sides of the strait, one in the south and one in the north next to the harbour, and the two parts of the city are connected by fleets.

Simple, prosperous, majestic, and unparalleled magnificence.

Long before it was the deputy capital of the Rosevia Agaric dynasty, Thrace used to be the capital of five generations of empires. It spanned two seas and was the hub connecting the eastern empire. .

From the first step of Alei to Thrace, he was confused by this ancient but prosperous city, full of towering buildings, hundreds of feet high lighthouses, so tall that Alei could only look up. Bell tower, old and stately church…

But all of this, in the shadow of that building, is a toy worth mentioning.

The obelisk, as the name suggests, is a diamond-shaped building that cannot be described even by "magnificence".

The top of the tower reopened to the sea of ​​clouds, revealing its splendor. Compared with the school of the Imperial Knights, it was more like a giant sword that split the heavens and the earth, majestic and sharp.

After 1300 years of wind and frost, it has nurtured countless warriors who sacrificed generously for the empire, which is an epic in itself.

After the collapse of the previous generation of magic empires, Agaric the Great rejected the olive branch extended by the mages, and instead chose to establish a country with the knight class, opening up an unprecedented prosperous age for Rosevia.

The empire's territory continued to expand, and it was extremely vast, spanning three continents, turning the Mediterranean into an imperial lake. He set up a golden edict, regarded fairies as his subjects, and divided the five lords into five lords.

And the origin of this great empire is this tower. With a pilgrimage mentality, Yale walked all day, and only approached it in the evening.

He was then held up by two tall, non-human-like guards and driven out.

"Why, why?"

"Because you came early, the college reform has changed from a two-year audition to a three-year audition. Go back and come again next year."

After speaking, the two guards threw Yale out of the door, and then closed the front door.

As the two ornately carved doors overlapped tightly, a certain door in Yale's heart was also forcibly closed.

He walked slowly on the busy street like a corpse. At this moment, Yale felt betrayed and abandoned by the world.

I don't know how long it took, he felt hungry, and silently touched his belly, only to realize that he had not dripped water from morning to night.

Even in a prosperous place like Thrace, where cheap food existed, Yale didn't take much time to find his destination. He bought ten scones from the small shop outside, followed the street light and walked into a park.

He was going to sleep on any bench, but he didn't have enough money to stay in a hotel in Thrace. However, I found that it was full of "similars", with one or two homeless people lying or leaning on the benches, by the flower beds, and even on the seesaw for children to play.

Yale gritted his teeth and walked to the fountain, first took a bath in cold water, found some dry leaves to dry his body, then mixed with the spring water and ate his first meal since Thrace.

The next day, the early morning sun filled the earth, awakening Yale, who was sleeping with his back to the fountain, and opened his eyes, but it was an unfamiliar city.

I had forgotten that I was already in Thrace, my hometown I was afraid to avoid before, but now I miss it a little.

During the day, he squatted in the park doing nothing, and was very hungry to buy some food. In his spare time, he was in a daze.

The sun and the moon are turning, and time is flying like arrows. I don’t know how many days later, Yale has been living this kind of life until the last Thor is spent.

On such days, it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, he didn't know where his thoughts were floating, and he didn't know where the road would be in the future.

Having not eaten any food for a whole day, Yale wandered back and forth on the path of the park, but inadvertently, he noticed the church next to him.

How can I be so stupid! Don't churches give communion every day?

In a desperate situation, Yale rubbed his grumbling stomach, hesitated a little, and walked slowly into the Holy See.

As soon as he walked to the door, a priest greeted him, smiled and invited him into the church, and politely asked whether it was repentance or mass.

Yale was at a loss and couldn't speak in embarrassment. The priest rolled his eyes and immediately understood the situation. He also pointed out the direction of the restaurant for Yale.

Entering the restaurant secretly, a fat nun aunt let him sit down at will, twisting her wide hips to prepare food.

Yale never dared to look up. He tried hard to tell himself that there were still many people who were eating the sacrament, and he was not inferior to him, but it was of no avail. An inexplicable emotion was bothering him.

"Eat it, child, and for the Lord's sake, eat more."

The auntie nun brought a plate of white bread and a large jug of milk and placed it gently in front of him.

For some reason, Yale had the urge to cry. These were the things he was used to eating before, but now he is extremely nostalgic.

Holding back his tears, he picked up a piece of bread and opened his mouth to bite it, when he noticed those who were gobbling it down.

There was the same thing in their eyes - numbness and dependence.

This look made Yalei scared. He stared blankly at the white bread, as if he saw his future self. Sitting with those people, his eyes were numb and indifferent, and he nibbled at these free food.

In that case, what is the difference between me and them!

Yale put down the white bread in his hand and said thank you to the nun aunt.

He left the restaurant as if running away. He could hear the nun's mother's benevolent voice, he could see the stunned expressions of those homeless people, and he could smell the sweet taste of the food.

But, absolutely, never stop! Your dream is definitely not here!

Under the somewhat surprised expression of the priest at the door, Yale rushed out of the door and exhaled heavily.

The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, but it was very warm. He covered his eyes with one hand, looked at the sky through the gap between his fingers, and smiled from his heart.

As if, at this moment, something precious was obtained.

The current self, other than that, has nothing.

Now that I have embarked on this road, my dream is ahead. No matter how much suffering and torture the journey may have, I will never regret it.

When Yale told himself this, he suddenly remembered that the ridiculously large harbour to the east seemed to be lacking porters all the time.

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