Chapter 29 Did the wind create the history of the city?
In this hotel called "Rotating Windmill", after Ringer booked a room, he looked at the balance in his wallet and fell into a long silence.
Traveling is indeed a waste of energy and money. The savings he saved through frugality in the past are now running low. If he can no longer find a reasonable and legal source of income, he may really have no choice but to travel.
Count on that extremely unreliable "angel treasure".
Not to mention, if he wants to go further on the road of magic and have the power to protect himself and his loved ones, he will have to constantly make new potions and learn new magic. It is conceivable that those precious magics
The materials are not very affordable. The materials used when making the potion for the first time came from the friendly sponsorship of a certain boss lady.
Unless the young man runs back to Rosting City every time he prepares a potion and asks the proprietress of the Goblin Sleep Inn for the ingredients, but that would be too shameless. Ringer doesn't have Alice's shamelessness to resist all malicious intentions.
and slander.
In this world, some people are doomed to worry about money, while some people are doomed to be carefree and ask: "Are there any special delicacies in Avion?"
"No."
Lin Ge replied with a cold face.
In fact, the local fresh egg yoghurt, cheese eel pie and primrose sauce are all quite good delicacies, but for long-term considerations, he no longer intends to accommodate this shameless maid.
I don’t know if she saw through Ringer’s thoughts, but Alice was beeping there, and probably didn’t say a few nice words. Ringer didn’t bother to pay attention to her, and simply stored all the luggage he had brought with him in the room he had just reserved.
, and after carefully locking the door, he left the hotel with his companions, intending to go to the end of Gunter Street, the ruins of the windmill village at the other end of the city, to pursue the truth about the covenant mentioned in Kreisov's Brass Scroll.<
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On the way, he explained various customs and habits of this small wilderness town to his companions.
"Professor David should have mentioned to you that before the 12th century AD, the land of Dolusien where the ancient Kreisov dynasty was founded was still a very barren land. Except for the fact that three large rivers washed through Dolusien
Outside the city of Nimsher today, water resources in other areas are quite scarce, the climate has been cold for a long time, and agricultural conditions are extremely underdeveloped. In addition, the production methods are backward, which makes farming, animal husbandry, hunting, textiles, etc.
Production activities were severely restricted. The people living here at that time lived a poor and difficult life."
"I know, Ringer." Metien interjected. Perhaps influenced by her brother, she recalled the professor's words yesterday and was still deeply impressed by the history he told: "Professor David also said that in order to solve this problem
Question, the Kreisov royal family and the Cangtian Order frequently held sacrificial activities, hoping to move the God of the Holy Tianshan Mountain they believed in and send down divine power. But in the 12th century AD, a miracle did appear - from the land and sea
The warm and moist air flow entered the interior of the Kreisov Kingdom for unknown reasons, improving the local climate conditions and natural environment, making the land fertile, right?"
"If the Kreisov royal family and the Heavenly Order really wanted to solve this problem, they would not just pray, but would even spend huge sums of money to build palaces and churches."
For example, Yongxia Palace, the summer palace exclusively used by the royal family.
Lin Ge casually mocked the ancients from seven hundred years ago, and then nodded to his sister and said: "That's roughly true, and some legends also mentioned that it originally blocked the warm and moist air flow from the intercontinental sea from entering Dorothien.
The thing of the earth is a mountain range."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the end of the street. Everyone looked in the direction of his finger. However, after their eyes passed over the houses and the rotating wings of the windmills, they saw only the gloomy sky.
A few gray haze-colored clouds were as heavy as lead, stubbornly hanging at the junction between the sky and the spire of the house, giving them a hint of late winter color, making people feel depressed.
Other than that, there is nothing.
“This mountain range has always existed here since the founding of the Kreisov dynasty in the 5th century AD. In other words, the former Avignon village, and even the villages, markets and camps earlier than that, were actually built here.
At the foot of this mountain, shrouded in its shadow."
The voice of a young man tells a long-standing legend, which can be traced back to the 5th century AD. Not long after the Renaissance, four hundred years ago, the powerful Kingdom of Britannia was still brewing signs of division. This land
The earliest blooming primroses on the mountain have not yet had time to take root in the black soil... but the mountain has begun to stand, overlooking people's birth, old age, illness and death, and watching the spring, summer, autumn and winter of civilization.
"How high that mountain range is, due to the lack of historical data, cannot be described or measured. However, it is precisely it that blocks the direction from the land of Dolusien to the continental sea. With its majestic body
The interception of the warm and moist airflow from the vast ocean caused this land to lose its rainy season, and since then it has become barren, cold, depressed and desolate. This interception lasted for seven hundred years.
The people of Lucien, also in the shadow of the mountain, endured poverty, disaster, famine and pain, and struggled to survive for seven hundred years."
Ringer paused and continued: "It wasn't until the 12th century AD that this mountain range suddenly disappeared."
"Disappeared..." This was an ending beyond everyone's imagination. When Metien heard this, he couldn't help but speak and murmured: "Could it be that the sacrifices and prayers played a role, and the God of the Holy Tianshan has taken care of her believers?
?"
As a devout believer, Metien easily attributes all the miracles in the world to some kind of power that is beyond the reach of human beings. Even when he later learned that extraordinary beings and magicians of Sequence 4 and above can call themselves demigods, this did not change.
Such an idea. What’s more, if it’s not divine power, how can we explain this incredible miracle?
"Maybe." Linge was non-committal about his sister's idea, but he did not specifically refute it. He said: "This is also a relatively well-known statement, but the Avion people don't believe it. There have always been similar stories in local legends.
According to the records, it was believed that a fierce storm swept away the mountain range."
"Storm!?"
This answer was unexpected by everyone. Alice immediately shouted: "I understand, only storms can..."
"Shut up."
"Oh."
Alice, who wanted to play an old joke but was forced to stop, lowered her head and felt unhappy.
Ringer did not have time to care about the health of her spiritual civilization construction, and continued to tell this ancient legend spread in the windy city of Avion: "Endless storms come from the sky, tearing apart the earth, mountains, rivers, hills, earth and rocks, as if
The majestic mountain range was held up like the palm of a giant, but it did not harm the nearby village at all. Then, the storm lifted up the mountain range and threw it to the distant ocean. When it fell into the vast sea, it was instantly stirred up.
Thousand-meter-high waves triggered the first rainy season in seven hundred years... This is how the legend narrates. The rainy season lasted for seven days before it stopped. After the rain, the sky cleared, and the mountain was lost in everyone's eyes.
There are traces of it, and there is an island in the distant continental sea. People call it Rilanthos, which means 'flying island'. Fishermen and merchant ships cruising on the sea can still see the top of the island being blown away by the storm.
Traces of attack."
The young man said word by word: "That is the central island of Rilanthos in the current continental sea. The straight-line distance between it and today's Laisenberg is thousands of miles away."
A storm threw the mountains thousands of miles into the ocean and became an island in the sea. What kind of magnificent power was that? Everyone felt shocked from the bottom of their hearts, and Olvera was even more touched.
He whispered: "...Wind is the greatest life in the world. Their discontinuity essentially proves the continuous existence of matter. For example, life also flows and continues in blood vessels.""
The young man raised his head and stared at the windmills rotating on the spiers of the houses he passed: "It is said that the many hills and slopes spreading in the Salia Field are the traces left when the mountain range was uprooted by the storm; they are not visible deep.
The Ronin Rift Valley at the bottom is a hollow where the roots of the mountains are deeply rooted in the ground. It still echoes the roar of the wind. From then on, the warm and moist air flow from the intercontinental sea can cross the wilderness and enter this land without any hindrance.
The residents brought abundant rainfall, warm climate and fertile land, making the poor and backward Kreisov dynasty gradually prosperous."
"The village of Avignon, which was originally located at the foot of the mountain, may have become the place where this warm and humid air flow is most active due to its geographical location or some unknown principle, and it has become a climate
Mild, sunny land is suitable for the growth of plants and crops, especially primrose. Moreover, there is wind."
"An invisible wind belt surrounds this place, allowing natural winds such as wilderness winds, mountain winds, and monsoons to continue all year round. The rich wind resources prompted local residents to start building windmills to grind grain, process primrose, and saw wood.
Papermaking, oil extraction and even spice production have greatly promoted economic development and improved the lives of villagers."
"But later, the wind belt that always surrounded this place gradually disappeared for some unknown reason, as if it no longer care about the people of this land. And with the introduction of steam technology, the demise of the Kreisov dynasty, the chaos of the era
Due to many factors such as the war and the development of the city of Nimschel, the rebuilt city of Avion also gave up the windmill industry that had been developed for half a century and transformed into a city based on primrose planting and tourism after a long period of exploration and attempts.
It is a tourist city. However, local residents have not forgotten that wind, so they set up windmills and built windmills in their houses, shops, gardens, parks, churches and other public places, and even on the hillsides outside the city.
Tower to remember its significance to the people of Avion."
"This city also has a traditional windmill festival to inherit and promote this special culture. According to records, the largest windmill festival in history occurred in the middle of the 17th century AD, when a wind disaster of unprecedented scale struck the Salia Fields.
, destroyed many buildings and caused huge losses. But the locals were excited because they finally saw those windmills that had gradually become silent and even decayed over the years, rotating at high speed with the roar of the storm, and the invisible tracks merged into
The tangible air current made them cheer and cheer, as if they were back to the time hundreds of years ago when their ancestors lived in harmony with the wind."
"The strange thing is that although the wind disaster destroyed many buildings, not a single windmill was blown down by the wind. Even the oldest and most dilapidated windmill tower in the ruins of Avignon Village can still stand safely in the strong wind. Likewise.
No one was injured by this storm, as if it came just to see the residents here again."
"This is the legend of Avion."
"The Origin of the Windy City and the City of Windmills."