The two sides were waiting to fight, but they were stopped by the vice president of the Sea Moon City Gold a.s.sociation. Under the persuasion of the vice president, both sides died down, and a dispute was eliminated resulting in it ending be it began.

It's a pity Angel has a patriotic heart.

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

After saying this, the merchant of Hailan stopped talking.

Not made by mortals? Did the evil spirits do it? Although the people were puzzled, no one pulled down their faces and asked him.

Angel was curious, but thought he was about to leave Old Earth, and by the time he came back from Big 6, the war between the two countries might be over. Angel also paused from inquiry, ate the barbecue, and left the guild.

Because of the arrival of maritime trades.h.i.+ps, 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 seen is Waterford under the jurisdiction of Grud Town. Sea Moon City alone covers an area comparable to that of four Watfords. Not to mention other infrastructure in the area.

Angel has all the way to seen a sea of flowers, in the hotel terrace a vision of overlooking over half the city, showed it's magnificence and prosperous. Now with his close contact, but he sees now 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 stone houses, there is more than one grade at the higher end.

Angel went on and on, observing the joys and sorrows of all living beings, thinking about some bits and pieces of humanity, and connecting with the masterpieces of novels formerly told by his mentor, he had something to gain by a.n.a.logy.

Mentor Jon talked about the unity of knowledge and practice, Angel used to find it difficult to understand, but far away from home, out of the protective circle of relatives, Angel began to see the details through his eyes, with the inner thoughts toward truth, Angel began to combine the details of his eyes with his inner thinking of truth, on the contrary, this leads to a little understanding of the unity of knowledge and practice.

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

Sambina Trade Street is what Irene called a famous street in Sea Moon City a few days ago. The famous reason being that all the things it sells are s.h.i.+pped by sea from other countries, and many of the specialty goods, in Canary Empire, do not exist at all.

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 “Court plaster painting,” Hue, “Fan language,” and so on. Despite the suspenseful of the name, the content is actually about makeup for aristocratic ladies, color recommendations of matching clothing, and so on.

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

Inspired by Irene, he went to Trade Street this time to buy some books. If appropriate, he would also like to send it to his mentor to enrich the compilation of historical materials.

As soon as he entered Sambina Trade Street, he saw a statue of a gentleman in a tuxedo in the middle of the fountain. It was carved by Sambina. Prince West, the imperial minister who opened maritime trade 200 years ago. In memory of the n.o.bleman, the trade street was named after him, which shows the respect for him by future generations.

There are many low but s.p.a.cious houses on both sides of the street, the bricks and tiles are rich in color, and every shop strives to s.h.i.+ne in the eyes on the outside. Signs and publicity methods at the door of the store also tried to come out. Angel also saw a dessert vendor inviting clowns from the circus to perform fancy juggling at the door, causing an uproar in the crowd, and some rowdy children were pulling their parents along. Or throw themselves on the ground and crying if they didn't get to buy their desserts.

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

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

After drinking a large cup of sweet milk, Angel's smiling eyes narrowed into a slit where there was no one he knew.

However, as soon as he came out of the store, Angel immediately returned to his calmness. From the store he took out a bag of packed sweet milk, but also pretended to helplessly say: “Oh, my sister likes milk and this sweet taste is more than sufficient, she is really troublesome shop owner.””

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

It wasn't long before Angel found a bookstore with pictures of ancient Soser G.o.ds. When he came in, most of the books here were pulp and paper, but rare scrolls were present.

Angel picked up a few books at random and flipped through them. The shopkeeper, who stood not far away, wanted to yell, but when he saw the appearance of Angel's clothes, coupled with the details of his etiquette as he flipped through the books, the boss had already rushed to stop his mouth and slowly swallowed the dirty words. Although he did not like a customer reading books at will, he would not care if it were an aristocratic young master with good manners.

The story is interesting, and sometimes you can see some deep meaning in the story, and it is also a gain.

Angel was generous with books and soon filled with linen bag with paper from the store.

“Young master, I see you like a wide range of books, I have also 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 long ago. There are not many examples of such big customers, especially now that too few people love to read books! He also noticed that the types of books Angel bought were so varied that he seemed willing to buy anything, while his mind came alive at once.

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

“A collection of books? As soon as Angel's eyes lit up, he did not ask for a bottom line, he accepted the shopkeeper's offer.

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately excitedly welcomed Angel to the reception room on the second floor, mixed with a gla.s.s of fruit wine, and hurried to the warehouse.

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

Pungent mildew, Angel frowned, how wet would it have to be?

“Well. Recently, the caravan of the kingdom of Samo did not come, there was no dry stone powder, and sea moon city is wet near the sea. These books have become a little moist before long. But don't worry, I've sealed all the books, and the water can't get in no matter how wet it is. ” The bookstore owner patted his chest and promised.

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

Before Angel looked carefully at the inside of the box, he suddenly heard the sound of a startling horn in the sky over the city of Sea Moon.