As Boom fully recovered, people in the garbage dump also found that the originally cold Rikka had become more approachable.
On the other hand, in Aogu City, although the size of the black cell has been doubled, the number of criminals has always remained high. The noise remains and the quarrels continue.
The warm moon is the beginning of a new year, and it is also the starting point for exchanges between all principalities and even major foreign races. Coins and goods are constantly changing their owners, and everyone becomes the owner, possessing everything of value. As the core of the Aogu continent, Aogu City was already overcrowded. But with the reconstruction of the secret market, the place became more and more chaotic like a salted fish shop with fruit flies flying around.
The warmer weather not only heralds the beginning of the new year, but also quietly awakens countless evil thoughts sleeping in the bottom of the heart. People are no longer satisfied with rummaging through trash cans or picking up rotten vegetable leaves.
Instead, he reached out to the bamboo baskets that had just walked out of the shop, grabbed the poor people who were weaker than him, and even peeked into the money bags around the waists of the nobles.
The roars of the city guards continued. Yesterday, a few pieces of beef were lost in the butcher shop. Today, a clay pot outside the tavern was stolen. And there will definitely be no peace tomorrow.
Although there are a large number of imperial cavalry, they were established to resist invasion by other principalities. Therefore, today's Aogu City is really in chaos.
Prime Minister Manuel is busy with matters between the principalities, and Finance Minister Woodleg Frey is also in pain due to the events in the dark cell and underground arena.
The great scholar Canute spends all his time in a stone tower, claiming to be studying the classics of the gods, but in fact he is obsessed with wine and delicious food.
Grand Magister Yuri has just reached his peak, so he naturally needs to stabilize his realm. Moreover, he has never managed the trivial matters in the royal city, and he is too lazy to take care of them.
As for Anthony, the blessed knight, he leads his contracted beast pony to and from the Miracle Plains every day. Combat skills are the most important thing and the only thing he cares about.
Therefore, Aogu City is currently in a strange vacuum period. Weak people can be restrained by the city guards, but the strong ones gradually lose control.
Achilles, the owner of the Lion Bar, was standing on the street at this time, instructing the workers to replace the store door, while constantly cursing the royal family for their inaction.
Tata, the owner of the Shining Gold Card Shop, has already put his collection of cards into a storage bag. He does not want to be stolen again, let alone offend anyone.
The noisy tavern became even noisier. Countless walking zombies influenced by alcohol had red faces and eyes, and their rogue nature was revealed to the world.
Criminals in the market area are becoming more and more unscrupulous, and even a brazen robbery occurred yesterday. It has even affected the convent in the slums. Even the old nun, who has always been good-tempered, was so angry that he cursed a few curse words.<
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Everything seems to have come true. Although the Mystic Fair has revitalized Aogu City, the problems that have come with it are like a double-edged sword.
The reason why aliens are called aliens is not only because their appearance and living habits are very different from humans, but also because their abilities are not yet fully understood.
And after living in the royal city for more than half a year, these aliens have gradually adapted to their current life, or in other words, they have gradually turned into another soul.
The dispute between pure-blood elves and dark elves was once again ignited, but the reason was just over whose truck drove into the arcane market first.
In a dark corner, flames burst out from the tip of the former's wand, while the latter's dagger was also contaminated with venom.
The clanking sound of the fight was covered up by the noise. The Imperial Cavalry was not a god, so it naturally had no time to take care of everything. Just then, he allowed this behavior and turned around to leave.
The troll witch doctor swallowed a few pills, and the skin color on the surface of his body became darker. The orc shaman opposite offered a magic weapon, and wisps of wild aura rose into the sky.
Reptiles and moths buzzed continuously, like ethereal totems and eulogies lingering in the ears. Two completely opposite spiritual energies collided and squeezed, and the onlookers who avoided it were turned into powder.
However, although the friction between different races seems to be terrifying, it is also extremely easy to manage. Because as long as the conflicting parties are separated, the matter will naturally dissipate.
However, a new problem appeared again, and at this time, the two parties became humans and all alien races. Countless conflicts fermented rapidly over time, until they became the most troublesome trouble for King Ogu.
Pure-blood elves consider themselves to be the noblest race, but in the market area, the robes are covered with fingerprints by the criminals. There are even a few of them on the hips and chest.
The hurricane appeared in the sky with the cursed paper, and the indiscriminate attack affected everyone. The imperial cavalry had no way to do this, or in other words, they did not know what to do.
Many times, wrong and right are like the two poles of a magnet, both attracting the same things, but they always repel each other.
The perspective then shifts to the Lion Bar, where a goblin is sitting in front of the bar, admiring the bard's rim and tasting the wine in the glass.
However, the drunken mercenaries gathered around, their eyes full of disdain, and their words were full of "dwarfs" and "freaks".
The goblin didn't want to cause trouble, but in the end, the words "remnants of the orcs" ignited the anger in his heart. The goblin put away the lenses on the bridge of his nose, and then took out a metal ball from his arms.
Several silver coins were placed side by side with this thing on the bar, and as the goblin walked out of the bar, the metal ball exploded instantly. As the smoke filled the air, most of the diners wailed.
That night the goblin airship quietly took off, and the Arcane Guild was in chaos. The magic cannon flashing with a terrifying aura was pointed at the palace, and Fernando was standing by the window.
As for the trolls, orcs, dwarves, and dark elves, things were even more chaotic. The trolls bought all the food in the butcher shop, and the orcs were so angry that they yelled and smashed the shop door with a slap. The onlookers were naturally divided into two camps. The people on the left were waving flags and cheering for the troll warriors, while the people on the right were shouting at the top of their lungs as if they were not far behind.
The dwarves who originally watched indifferently took action and knocked down countless people, claiming that anyone who stood up to support the trolls would be smashed to pieces.
But the dark elves turned a deaf ear to this, sometimes praising the orc warriors, and sometimes praising the troll warriors in a strange way. The already turbid water pool became more restless, and the crowd began to secretly resent these foreign races.
In the end, it was the Imperial Triangle who came forward in person, and the chaos was temporarily calmed down. Yuri condensed his magic power into a flame whip, scorching everything he touched.
Anthony, on the other hand, seemed more simple and crude. He punched away the orcs and kicked down the trolls. There were also several unlucky poor people who were knocked unconscious by him.
As for the August King Fernando, he showed the aura of a king. The person who insulted people was personally thrown into a dark cell, and the merchants who were affected received a large amount of compensation.
But even so, this kind of battle is happening every day. Just like the weeds on the Miracle Plain, they can never be burned out or removed.