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When the merchant of Sea Blue sat down, he immediately said in a cold voice, “I said just now that the Order of Light from Canary could not have been the involved in the Sea Blue tragedy, because Sea Blue tragedy was executed by mortals at all!”

After saying his piece, the merchant from Sea Blue stopped talking.

Not executed by mortals? Did evil spirits do it? Although people were puzzled, no one pulled down their face and went asked him about it.

Angel was curious as well, but thought about how he was about to leave Old Land, and by the time he comes back from Big 6, the war between the two countries might have already been over. Angel also paused from inquiring, continued to eat his barbecue and soon left the guild.

Because of the constant arrival by maritime trade ships, the prosperity of Sea Moon City is second only to that of the capital. Angel has lived for 14 years. The largest city he has ever visited is Watford, which has jurisdiction over Grud Town. Sea Moon City alone covers an area comparable to that of four Watfords. Not to mention the level of infrastructure in this area.

Angel has seen the sea of flowers through traveling to the city. In the hotel terrace, the view overlooking over half the city shows the magnificence and prosperity of the city. With his close contact with the city, he now sees that Sea Moon City is not only majestic as a whole, but also delicate and soft in its details. Compared with Grud Town, which at a glance is full of only stone houses, it is more than one grade higher in the end.

Angel went on and on, observing the joys and sorrows of all living beings in the city, thinking about some bits and pieces of humanity, and connecting with the novel masterpieces told by his mentor coming from his former hometown. He had gained a lot through analogy.

Mentor Jon talked about the unity of knowledge and practice, Angel used to find it difficult to understand, but far away from home, and out of his protective circle of relatives, Angel began to see more details through his own two eyes. With his inner thoughts geared towards truth, Angel began to combine the details of his eyes with his inner thoughts of truth, not contrarily, this leads to a little more understanding of the unity of knowledge and practice.

Angel soon reached the destination of this trip, Sambina Trade Street.

Sambina Trade Street is what Irene called, a few days ago, a famous wonder in Sea Moon City. It’s reason for famous being that all of the things sold are shipped by sea from other countries, and many of the specialty goods do not exist at all in the Canary Empire.

Irene bought a lot of things from Sambina Trade Street that day, and there were even a few books written by unknown countries, such as “The Court Plastered Painting”, “Shades of Hue”, “Brush Language,” and so on. Despite these suspenseful names, their content was actually about makeup for aristocratic ladies, color recommendations, matching clothing styles, and so on.

Angel glanced at them and put it down, but Irene was so happy that she even went to buy some plaster material and smear onto her face according to the images in the book. At such a young age, she has already begun to make her own self-interpretation of ‘beauty’.

Inspired by Irene, he went to the trade street this time to buy some books as well. If any are appropriate, he would also like to send copies to his mentor to enrich his library of compilation for his historical records.

As soon as he entered Sambina Trade Street, he saw a statue of a gentleman in a tuxedo at the center fountain. It was carved in the image of Sambina.West, Prince of the capital and imperial minister who opened maritime trade 200 years ago. In memory of this nobleman, this trade street was named after him in order to show respect to him by future generations.

There are many low but spacious houses on both sides of the street, the bricks and tiles are rich in color, and every shop strives to shine in the eyes of outsiders. Signs and publicity stunts were displayed at the door of stores, inviting onlookers to come in or try their wares. Angel also saw a dessert vendor using a circus clown to perform fancy juggling at their shop’s entrance in order to invite a crowd, causing an uproar in the crowd, some rowdy children were even seen pulling their parents along in that direction. Other children threw themselves on the ground, crying out that they didn’t get to buy their favorite desserts.

The whole street was very lively, although Angel tried his best to maintain his imagined qualities of an aristocrat, but after all, he was still a teenager, his eyes were bright and shining, his head turned east to west, and he felt curious about everything.

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In the end, the time Angel spent was not in reaching his initial destination: the bookstore, but… at a fresh milk house with cow puppets displayed in front of the shop.

After drinking large cups of sweet milk, Angel’s smiling eyes narrowed into crescents, no one knew who he was here.

However, as soon as he came out from the store, Angel immediately returned to his usual calm image. From the store, he took out a bag packed with sweet delicious milk, and also pretended to helplessly say: “Oh, my little sister loves milk, and this sweet tasting milk should be more than sufficient, she is really troubling the shop keeper.”

Angel wipes the remaining milk stains from the corners of his mouth and leaves in satisfaction.

It wasn’t long before Angel found the bookstore with a picture of Soser, the ancient god. When he came in, most of the books he saw in here were made of pulp and paper, and leather scrolls were rarely present.

Angel picked up a few books at random and flipped through each of them. The shopkeeper, who stood not far away, wanted to yell at this rascal, but when he saw the appearance of Angel’s clothes, coupled with the details regarding his etiquette as he flipped through the books, the boss had rushed to immediately close his mouth and slowly swallow his dirty words. Although he did not like customers flipping books at random, he would not care if the customer were an aristocratic young master with good manners.

The stories in the books are interesting, sometimes one can see some deep meaning in the story which is also a gain.

Angel was generous with his selection of books, and soon filled his linen bag with a lot of paper from this store.

“Young master, I see that you like a wide range of books, I have collected some miscellaneous volumes, if you are interested, why not stay a little longer?”

The shopkeeper saw that Angel bought something as soon as he was interested, and his happiness had bloomed since seeing this long ago. There are not many cases of such big customers, especially now that there are fewer people who love to read books! He also noticed that the types of books Angel bought were very varied that he seemed willing to buy everything and anything, and at the thought of this, his mind came alive at once.

He has collected a lot of dusty books from the different merchants of various countries over the years, but it is a pity that many of them are too old, not only broken and missing texts, some of them are not even compiled in the common language. He was unable to sell them for several years, and in the end, he had to keep the backlog in his warehouse. It was not easy to meet such a big customer who was not picky in what he wanted. How could he not be moved?

“A collection of books?” As soon as Angel heard this, his eyes lit up, he did not even ask for the shopkeeper’s bottom line, he just accepted whatever the shopkeeper offered.

As soon as the shopkeeper heard his inquiry, he excitedly welcomed Angel to the reception room on the second floor, with a glass of mixed fruit wine, he hurried off to the warehouse.

After a while, the shopkeeper led two men down the road and brought up three large wooden cases with the smell of mildew.

This pungent smell of mildew, Angel frowned at the thought, how wet would it have to be to smell like this?

“Ha. Recently, the trade ship from the Kingdom of Samo did not come, so there was no drying powder, and since Sea Moon City is damp near the sea. These books have become a little more moist before long. But don’t worry, I’ve sealed all the books up and no water can get in no matter how wet the outside becomes.” The bookstore owner patted his chest and promised.

Without paying too much attention to it, Angel nodded and motioned to open the cases.

Before Angel looked carefully at the inside of the cases, he suddenly heard the startling sound of large horns all over the skies of Sea Moon City.