Chapter 2 (1/2)
Middle land!
Flowing with honey and milk, the land of blessing of gods, the place of recasting civilization, all glory belongs to medland.
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port Tulun is the most striking pearl on the crown of the kingdom of Derun, a land of flowing gold and silver, and a land of heinous crimes.
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the medland glory calendar, August 15, 1379.
In the evening.
From the north to the south, the Queen's Square in the new City District of port Tulun is surrounded by twelve giant sculpture water fountains arranged along the central axis of the square from north to south.
By the time the two rows of gas street lights were on on the East and west sides of the Queen's Square, the square was already full of laughing people.
The tents with blue and white or blue and red stripes are like mushrooms, coming out of the sea of people.
has gorgeous clothes, and men and women who smell perfume are coming in and out in tents. They have huge beer cups, wooden, iron, copper, luxurious, and even big glass beer with crystal carving, and a beer cup splashed together happily, splashing huge white flowers of beer foam.
Cheers!
Cheers!!
Cheers!!!
The cheery cry is like the thunder of a summer night, rolling through the dark crowd and spreading in all directions.
Outside the tent, a large and small grill, a string of fat sausages were roasted ”squeak” oil, rich aroma in the air wantonly floating, provoking the appetite of countless people.
At eight o'clock, the plump and round face of ”muteste” gradually climbed into the night sky. When the silver light was shining on the earth, the landmark building in port Tulun, which is just north of the Queen's Square, was on the bell tower of St. Hilde's Cathedral, which was 224 meters high. Several priests in black held their breath and pulled the trigger, and the 24 giant bronze bells rolled left and right A huge roar.
The sound of the bell, with the sea breeze floating around the spread.
”Mid autumn night!”
Harvest night
”Silver osmanthus night!”
Thunderous cheers broke out from the crowd. In the buildings on the East, West and south of the Queen's Square, all the windows were forced to open. Some young girls in gorgeous long skirts carried small baskets and threw green cinnamon leaves and silver osmanthus flowers to the bottom.
The Queen's Square suddenly moved.
The ostentatious clown musicians twisted their bodies greatly and played various musical instruments in the crowd. The joyful music drove the happy young men and women. They held hands and formed a long line of people, walking and dancing quickly around the square.
A group of ten nuns from the laurel church walk around the square with candles in their hands. They were dressed in white linen skirts, slightly bowed their heads, and as they walked, they sang hymns praising muteste.
Acrobats of all kinds are trying their best to show off their skills in the crowd.
Spray flames, throw wooden balls, ride a unicycle on a wire rope, and constantly bring out colorful flowers, or command colorful parrots flying low through the crowd with colorful tarot cards in their hands
Children around the acrobats, screaming, laughing, jumping like drunken monkeys.
Among them, there are some ragged youths or youths. They are like swimming fish in the sea of people. Their keen eyes care and concern sweep around the people's waists. Their fingers are like greasy eels. They slip into their belts and squeeze out bulging wallets.