Chapter 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.

In the southeast corner of the square, under a bronze victory pillar, and on the temporary wooden police station, Qiao gently patted the bulging beer belly with his hands, and looked at the cheerful crowd with melancholy on his face.

At this time last year, Joe was one of the crowd. Wearing gorgeous Festival Dress, holding sausage or other delicious food in the left hand, and holding up the wine cup in the right hand, just eat and drink in the crowd, enjoy the fun, sweat and energy.

The mid autumn night is the birthday of muteste, the sister of the supreme king of gods, and the silver moon goddess. It is also a traditional carnival for praying for harvest in the Derun empire.

Crazy celebrations, three consecutive nights of joy, all possible miracles.

On the mid autumn night of the year before last, Joe gave his first kiss.

Last year's mid autumn night, if not for the family's timely stop, Joe almost gave his first night.

Before the year before last, on the night of mid autumn for several consecutive years, Joe ended up drunk in the street and was found by his family from the drunkard pile and carried home.

Every mid autumn night, is so exciting, unrestrained, like a dream, let people immersed in it.

And this year's mid autumn night.

Joe stood on the wooden platform, wearing a heavy brass helmet on his head, a police uniform made of thick airtight black linen lined with barbed wire, a stiff copper armed belt made of thick cowhide around his waist, and boots made of thick cowhide that tightly wrapped the whole leg.On the armed belt, on the left hung a two foot long, full weight copper police baton; on the right, a foot and a half long, also dead heavy, had been filled with ammunition and filled with soft leather. On the back waist, there were three pairs of still heavy, long chain handcuffs made of refined iron!

The turquoise light of the gas streetlights illuminates the wolf shield badge of the Everglades in the middle of the high helmet.

"Gorkin, the Imperial Army, marched through the glam Province armed in his majestic uniform, and regained the Empire's lost territory for more than a hundred years."

"Countless warm-hearted girls threw themselves at them. And gorkin, they have to pretend to say to those lovely girls, "Oh, no, no, really, because of the Imperial military law, we can't do this!"

Joe took a breath, looked left and right, and gently loosened his belly belt with two buttonholes.

He reached out and touched the wolf badge in the middle of his helmet. Joe sighed sadly.

"And me? A new police black dog with a silly dog's head badge standing here, sweating and thirsty, watching them eat, drink and have fun

One and a half months ago, at the end of June of this year, Qiao joined the Tulun port police station with the best subject evaluation and the first outstanding graduate in the total GPa. With the letter of recommendation written by the dean of the Tulun port judicial college, Qiao joined the Tulun port police station with honor.

"For the past three years, I worked hard to be late and leave early. I played truant and fought with all my strength, I drank and fought with my heart's content, and I persistently missed the exam. I even burned the office building of the college on the eve of graduation

"But I am still a good student and an excellent representative of the graduates of the judicial college!"

Again, he loosened a buttonhole of the belt, and Joe looked around. He secretly untied the flint and long chain handcuffs from his belt and put them on a small square table behind him.

"Is it great to have money at home?"

"Too dark!"

Two ragged teenagers sneaked past the wooden police station. Their waists were bulging, and through their tattered clothes, they could see several silk wallets.

Joe took a melancholy look at the two teenagers, sighed and turned his head. Quan didn't see them.

The two teenagers made faces at Joe with a smile: "Hey, a black dog, look at his silly appearance!"

The young people's teasing sound is extremely slight, the crowd is noisy, the noise is extremely loud.

But Joe's ears trembled, and he could hear the laughter and curse of the two teenagers.

The melancholy Joe's face quickly flushed with blood and turned red. He pulled out his baton from his waist, like a wild bear in a rage, jumped off the wooden platform and rushed to the two teenagers whose faces suddenly changed.

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