In March of the 128th year of the New Calendar, the town of Rom, Constantinople.
This town has a population of about 300. Its unique geographical location not far from the vice city gives Rom Town an excellent trading environment. The town of Rom is most famous for leather, and it has the best leather goods in Constantinople.
Leather processors, in addition to taverns that are not allowed to sell liquor, prosecutor's offices, grocery stores, inns, butcher shops, stables and other facilities are all available. Although the town is small, it is fully equipped. This is where Cavendi grew up.
When Birmingham was at its peak, there were shops in the main city under their protection. But now, in the six months since Cavendi left, Birmingham no longer had the need to protect anyone else except for the tavern he opened, and the surrounding shops only
Have business dealings with Birmingham.
It is said that it is business dealings, but in fact Birmingham is just trying its best to maintain its daily life.
Compared to the city of Brighton, which pays more attention to form, Constantinople pays more attention to the quality of life, not to mention compared with Nakau, the center of chaos. When Norman and others left Port Royal after a night of mountain roads, everyone avoided Carl
The family's pursuit, and they would not enter Port Royal again until Carl's men calmed down their fury.
Tuofu stood in front of the notice board. Two days ago, he arranged for three wooden carriages to take them back to Roma Town on the roadside today. The old lady is old and needs Jordan's care, not to mention that Birmingham no longer has its own
The carriage finally appeared at the end of the horizon at noon. When he got into the carriage, Norman could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, Norman saw Nice. She had returned to the main city of Constantinople safely and became the president of her news agency again. Then Norman dreamed that the Hebrew ring was back in his hand, and there was another
A golden silk thread was wrapped around his wrist, vaguely there. A huge one eye stared at him from a distance, as if his every move was under its control. Norman hated this feeling, and he stepped step by step
Walking towards the giant eye, the Hebrew ring in his hand shone brightly. The giant eye could not resist the light of the Hebrew ring and finally disappeared into Norman's dream.
The corner of Norman's mouth was raised as he slept. No one, including Shannon, Zozo and Old Jeff, who were riding in the same carriage around him, noticed that a blurry golden thread on Norman's tiny wrist slowly disappeared. Only those who were not there yet.
Sally, who fell asleep hugging her knees and looking at the distant mountains, glanced at Norman with a strange look, and then slowly turned to the distant mountains. The Eastern Continent is different from the Southern Continent. The Southern Continent is dominated by plains, while the Eastern Continent has
There are mountains, and most cities are located on the mountainside. Sally's eyes are cloudy, with endless secrets. At the age of only fourteen, she became even more taciturn after being possessed by a mysterious wizard with witchcraft. Shanon thinks about it every day
Every attempt was made to make the freckled girl happy, but they always ended in failure. Sally was always depressed. Only occasionally when she chatted with Norman and the three of them, Sally's expression became more relaxed. Shanon also saw these changes.
.
Soon, three carriages slowly passed by the signboard with the words Roma Town. This was already the area of Roma Town. Cavendi woke up from his drowsiness. He smelled the smell of home, and Dio and Zoff beside him also
After waking up, after more than half a year's journey, the Birmingham man finally returned home. Cavendi took out the last cigarette from his jacket pocket and borrowed a match from the coachman to light it: "Do you know the Sunset Tavern? Go directly there."
The coachman looked at Cavendi strangely: "Sunset Tavern? There is nothing there, and the juice is not good."
Cavendi leaned back against the wooden baffle: "I know, but soon there will be everything there, including wine and cigarettes. In three months, you can come and sit at the Sunset Tavern and tell me your name. I'll invite you."
You have a glass of wine."
The coachman laughed loudly in the wind, and even the two horses snored and laughed at Cavendi: "Are you kidding? It is illegal to drink in Constantinople. If you really have a way to get wine, I will
I’m bringing all my coachman friends to support you!”
Cavendi looked at Zoff next to him with a smile. Zoff picked his teeth with his little finger. In the Southern Continent, the pig-headed people were good winemakers. Now that the channels have been opened, as long as they find a way to bring white wine into Port Royal, Buga will
Will keep flowing into Birmingham's pockets.
The sound of mooing came from the left side of the truck. The two children Norman and Shannon were lying on the fender. The two children had never seen the cattle pen next to the road. They saw a herd of colorful cattle.
Surrounded by fences, Norman slapped the fender excitedly, but was kicked in the butt by Zozo who was too noisy and almost fell off the truck. "Stop yelling, you will all live in this town from now on, don't be so ignorant!"
Shanon first covered her butt and hid aside, but then she heard Zuo Zuo's wanton laughter: "There are no cattle with such delicious meat in the southern continent. Let's catch one and roast it in three days!"
The two children raised their arms and shouted, just like that, Norman came to a new place and was about to start a new life.
In the Eastern Continent, drought is sweeping across the entire continent. Except for the city of Constantinople, the city of Constantinople is full of vitality. The inland rivers are crystal clear and green plants are growing lushly. Every resident only cares about their own comfortable life and does not care about what is behind them.
Is there any reason? Just think of it as good luck.
...
In the inner palace of the Zuoruan Palace in the main city, Diaby's residence.
On a sacrificial table decorated with silk scarves, five silver plates were placed with food, water, sheep heads, millipede corpses and girl hair. Diaby poured a layer of water on the surface of the hairless black sheep head.
There were fruits and other items on a silver plate next to him. Diaby took two steps back and knelt on the blanket on the ground, kowtow three times and worship. After doing everything, Diaby took off a scimitar with a precious stone on the table and scratched it.
Passing over his arm, the blood also dripped on the sheep's head.
Strangely, the sheep's head absorbed all the blood as if it were alive. Then, the clear water beside it rippled, and a voice from ancient times sounded directly in Diaby's mind.
"what happens?"
"Supreme God of Life, I want to report something to you. I still haven't found any information about the Ring of Life...but the sensor you gave me has changed. I think the one holding the Ring of Life has changed.
The guys from the Ring have arrived in Constantinople."
"Then look for it. The time we agreed on is twenty years. I will come to Constantinople again in twenty years. I hope you have found what I want by then. According to the agreement, if you find the ring, I will
It will also give you a longer life.”
"Thank you for everything."
The water basin rippled more and more: "I'm looking for some damn guys recently. If you have nothing to do, try to contact me as little as possible, but don't forget your promise."
After that, Isis's voice disappeared from Diaby's residence. Diaby sighed. He came to the window and watched the sunset. He didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong. Time will tell him everything.
Just half a month ago, he formally submitted an application for independence to the alliance. There was a knock on the door of the room. It was his own queen's voice. Diaby held his forehead and asked Diaby's wife Vizia to enter the room.
Vizia looked at the sacrificial table, turned around and closed the door. He walked behind Diaby and put his hand on his shoulder: "Did He say something again?"
"Vizia, no, I just don't know if what I am doing is right. Our continent has not had a god for a hundred years. We are still living a good life, but now, I have dedicated my soul to the land of life."
god..."
Vizia hugged Diaby from behind: "No one can tell whether this is right or wrong. We can now let our people live in peace. This is right. What we can do is to reach a deal with Him.
." Diaby turned around and looked at his queen with confused eyes, and hugged her gently: "I know, we have twenty years, no matter where the other party is, we must find him and take back the God of Life.
A sacred object. In this way, we can take care of this city for a long time and continue... to be our king."
...
The interior of the Sunset Tavern was covered with cobwebs. It was obviously night, but there was not a single customer in the huge two-story tavern, and not even the bartender was there. Zuo Zuo blew the dust off the kerosene lampshade to make the surroundings look brighter. Kavin
Dee threw his tattered dress on the wooden table aside, and the dust rose up, causing Norman who passed by to cough.
Cavendi loosened the collar of his shirt, came to the bar and took out a wooden chair to sit down. Hearing a sound from the hall, the curtain behind the bar was lifted, and a majestic old man with a white beard wiped his hands with a rag from behind.
After walking out and seeing who was coming, the old man knocked on the table: "You came back really late. You know that I take care of the old lady during the day and boil milk at night. Do you know how tired you are?"
"Jordan, I don't think we have any business either..." Cavendi walked around the bar barrier to Jordan and hugged Jordan solemnly: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jordan."
Jordan no longer had any intention of teasing. He just bent down and let Cavendi hold him. Then he swept away the other Birmingham people and said in a deep voice: "Where's Abby?"
Zuo Zuo and others briefly cleaned the surrounding tables and sat around. Tuofu walked into the back kitchen and brought a few cups of hot milk and handed them to several people. Dio drank the milk in one gulp: "Abby must like beer more.
And those Carl guys would love the taste of their own blood."
Jordan understood instantly and patted Cavendi hard on the back: "Now that you are back, is there some good news?"
Cavendi smoked a cigarette from under the bar and put it under his nose and smelled it: "There are several good news, do you want to hear the best one first?"
Jordan looked at the smiles of everyone around him, leaned on the bar and crossed his arms: "Boy, you haven't been so arrogant for a long time, please tell me one by one."
"First of all, the first batch of white wine and Hiss beer will be delivered to Port Royal in three months..."
Jordan raised his right eyebrow: "It seems that our tavern has good wine for sale again. Is it the one brewed by the Zuozu people?"
"Secondly, we have obtained the right to sell the raw materials of Whale Shark's star fire grass. As long as we find a factory in the sub-city, we can even get involved in the star fire grass business."
The corners of Jordan's mouth raised unconsciously, and he looked at each other and laughed with Zozosov and others in the distance: "It seems that we are going to make a lot of money on illegal roads!"
"Third, we beat Barrage and got involved with Nisi."
Jordan's eyes changed: "This is not good. Their temper is like that of a seven-year-old girl. We must be prepared for war."