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Chapter 2 - The world(first)

In the winter of the twenty-sixth year of the new calendar, the heavy snowfall arrived as promised, and most of the Insolari Islands were filled with snow, except for Fitz Island and Banyue Holy Island, two places with pleasant weather all year round. Uh, to correct it, if the latter one is a pleasant climate, then the former one should be more appropriate to use "a thousand miles of red land", and their common feature is that it does not snow all year round.

In the center of the archipelago, the whole island of Biduhiz was already covered with silver half a month ago. Now is the end of the year, the last few days before the New Tab Festival, and this is often the busiest time for Biduhiz, and even the Sennobo island chain where Biduhiz is located.

If you look further, Tingchao Town, a southern city of Biduhiz, has fallen into a festive atmosphere as early as half a month ago. Generally speaking, the smaller the place is, the more emphasis will be placed on traditional festivals. In Tingchao Town, officials and residents are preparing for the most important day of the year, especially these days.

At the market in the center of the small town, the residents of Tingchao Town are shopping for ingredients for the New Tab feast: from all kinds of potatoes produced on the island, to poultry, pigs, and sheep from all over the archipelago, and northern specialties of the island chain. the one-eyed fish. The sub-zero temperature in the cold winter did not dampen their enthusiasm in the slightest, and people were still enthusiastically selecting various items in the market, and returned with a full reward after talking to the vendors about a reasonable price.

There will always be people who to go to Tingchao Port against the cold wind in the northeast corner early morning to buy cheaper seafood at the fish market in the port, but it is inevitable for his hands and face being flushed from the cold, also may be caused by the joy of the upcoming festival.

Tingchao Port is a public outlet for several surrounding cities, but Tingchao Town is the closest to him, so it got its name. When the south of Biduhiz was still barren, Tingchao Port was really a good place to listen to tide. At nightfall, sitting on the shore of the seaport, the surging tide beats the table. Occasionally, I can see two flexible sea fish jumping up from the fleeting snowflakes, fish scales in the dark red sunset. It shone brightly, and then jumped back into the sea under the cover of the sound of the tide. The front is turbulent, but the back is calm, listening to the gradually rising frog sounds in the mud, the strong contrast makes people feel that they are in the center of the collision between two worlds. Just relax everything, close your eyes and listen to the echoes quietly. The sound of nature in the ear. Until the tide rises, the sound of the tide is no longer so violent; and until the setting sun sets, one can only listen carefully to the sound of the fish jumping out of the sea and the sound of entering the water, and those who listen to the tide will reluctantly step on the faint starlight around them and return to the tide. Such a pleasant experience is shared by the older generation of Tingchao Town people. Unfortunately, when Tingchao Port was expanded from a dock to a port, the sound of the tide at dusk was covered up by the shouting of workers and sailors.

More than ten years ago, Tingchao Town would still be able to listen to the tide, and the sect of order was not as declining as it is today. The festive atmosphere on the eve of the New Tab Festival is very strong, until the church bells three times to let everyone know that the next day is coming. Residents who abide by the tradition have also put on new seashell necklaces to pray to the gods that the sea will be calm, and the farming will be smooth in the next year. If it is a more devout congregation, they will simply go to the temple in the evening until the New Tab festival is celebrated in church, and then return home to celebrate with their families. At that time, in the eyes of believers all over the archipelago, as long as they worked hard and prayed sincerely, the goddess of order they believed in, Tizti, would definitely protect them.

However, in the past 20 years, arcanists and scholars who were regarded as "upstarts, blasphemers, and walking dead" in the eyes of the older generation told everyone that there is no god in this world, and the so-called miracles are just natural phenomena. Because of its dazzling performance on the battlefield, the ubiquitous Arcane Academy has received strong support from the rulers of various islands, and it has also attracted young people from the archipelago: even if they cannot perceive the existence of energy waves, they cannot become an Arcanist. The source scholars still have a respected status. Thanks to it, the festival of the New Tab, which was originally used to thank the goddess, has become more secular.

Even on a peaceful day like New Tab, not everyone's mood is the same. For example, the Rodell family in Tingchao Town has been devastated by their son Alan Rodell.

The Rodells are the big landowners of Bedouin. Hmm... It used to be, and now the land is owned by the coalition government of the Sennobo Island Chain. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to use the influential local family to describe the Rodell family. It is said that this family, which is not large now and has not grown anywhere in the past, is said to have a baron in their ancestors, but the title was lost for various reasons before the establishment of the coalition government, otherwise it can still be said that he is a poor aristocrat supporting the scene.

The eldest son of Patriarch Rodell, the nineteen-year-old Alan is an arcanist. The family has dug up all the genealogy that can be found for so many years. Alan Rodell is the only arcanist in family. This should have been a happy thing, but Aaron is just a junior arcanist with low mana... It's not enough, he can only barely get along with an ordinary warrior. For such an age, I am afraid that it may be difficult to achieve success in one's life, but this is not absolute, there are many counter-examples throughout the ages, but everyone knows how big the hope is.