The sun had leapt into the sky above Dulin. A mail carriage drove through the city in the morning mist. A warm spring breeze started blowing in the city, people can even see the ripples of the dirty water mixed with oil in the drains. The carriages started increasing on the streets. One by one, they squeaked when passing by the garden fence. In the fresh air of springtime, the wooden axles of carriages screeched louder than usual. Some of them carried goods, and some others carried nobles.