She Is Not a Witch Chapter 2: Encounters in the sunset
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The capital of Solander.
Lorland Hill dines on the second floor of a restaurant, and the bustling street is downstairs.
The decoration of the restaurant is a bit simple, and the wood carvings on the tables and chairs indicate that this restaurant should be some years old. The seats are also relatively tight, and the seats are almost full before the meal.
Fortunately, Lorrain Hill was not in a hurry, so he chose a time period with fewer people. At this time, there are not many guests on the second floor.
"Hello, what does this lady want to eat?" The waiter at the restaurant is a young man of about 20 years old, and he handed over a menu.
The girl looked at the dishes above. Most of them are common ingredients. There are no rare ingredients, and the variety is far less abundant than Ubere’s.
"Is there only these in the store?" It's not picky, but she wants to understand the current life in the royal capital.
"Yes." Seeing that the girl seemed to be from outside, the waiter explained.
"Nowadays, the food supply in the royal capital is provided by indicators. Even our restaurants must first go to the grain department to obtain the corresponding receipts before buying food materials, otherwise it is illegal."
"Is it because of the lack of food? Is it even the king has reached this point?"
"The food was barely enough, but the state ordered that some of it should be stored in case it is not needed, so it was a little nervous. In order to prevent waste and balance the supply, this method was adopted."
"Well, I know." Lorrain Hill nodded.
While eating lunch, the girl also took time to look at the dining situation of other guests, in general. The variety of Solander's ingredients is not rich, but the most basic vegetables and a small amount of meat are still available, and the price is not too high. For the rich, it may be a little uncomfortable, but for most ordinary people, it has little effect and the cost of living will not be too high.
After eating, she continued walking on the street, looking at the shops and pedestrians on the side.
Compared to Hopelander and Ubere, Solander is indeed the capital of the west wind for nearly a thousand years. Most of the buildings here are tall and large, and the decoration is gorgeous, and its style has a majestic and atmospheric style.
The tall buildings on both sides of the street are not lower than 4 stories. The commerce here is also extremely developed. Lorrain Hill even saw the Yagertylin’s furniture store, the familiar olive and shell patterns.
The types of shops are also extremely rich, such as jewelry, furniture, clothing, alcohol, weapons, ceramics, etc., and there are even special doll shops, bookstores, shoe shops, etc., which also shows the locals from the side Of wealth.
After all, it is the royal capital. If even the people living here are very poor, then other places will be even more difficult.
After the girl strolled around, she stopped in front of a bulletin board where there were recent major events announced by Crancia, as well as various new regulations or laws. Two guards stood by to prevent malicious tampering.
In this way, the girl understands why even the waiter in the restaurant knows the origin and reason of these regulations. Because whenever a new regulation comes out, it will be posted here and briefly explain the reasons for this regulation. In this way, the majority of residents can also understand the reasons for these restrictions and regulations, and reduce unnecessary misunderstandings and resistance.
This is a good thing.
The girl stood aside and watched quietly. She was inconspicuous among the crowd in her light brown robe.
"Let's give it a hand, here comes the star leader." Such a call came from the other side of the street, followed by quiet comments from the crowd.
"Unexpectedly, Lord Pullman would tour the streets again today." An aboriginal said.
"Pulman, isn't that the king now?" This is a traveler.
"You don't understand. At present, there is no king in Crancia, only the leader and archon elected by the conference."
"Isn't it just a change of name?" The traveler was a little disdainful.
"Hmph, it's really shallow. This is not a title and position inherited by private individuals, but a leader representing the will of many people." The Klancian on the side explained a little angrily.
"Yes, I see, can you put your fist down." The traveler looked at the local and said with some worry. He only knew what he said just now when he saw the unkind eyes of the people around him. Provoked the anger of the public.
"Why doesn't this adult work in the palace, but on the street?" The traveler began to change the subject.
"This is where Mr. Pullman is close to the people." Another local explained somewhat proudly, as if he had such a leader, he was also extremely proud.
"Master Pullman was born in the early years of his life, and he has achieved his current achievements under the guidance of the sages. For this reason, he will often experience the people and understand the truth. If you have any grievances and urgent things, you can also get a voice from him. In this way, very few officials in the royal capital dare to corrupt and commit evil."
"So that's the case, really is a rare Mingjun." The traveler wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly praised.
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Pullman nowadays is no longer the young boy back then, and looks much more mature and stable. He was riding a black horse, protected by a group of knights in black armor on both sides, and followed by several differently dressed entourages behind him.
He himself wore a dark red cloak behind his back, a special steel-colored armor, and a long sword stuck in his waist. He nodded slightly to the surrounding citizens, and then looked at the scenery beside the street.
Although he can't go to the people everywhere to investigate the facts like in the past, after dealing with the political affairs, every few days, he will take a short time to walk on the streets.
This is not about showing off ~IndoMTL.com~ but not wanting to separate himself too much from the masses, but he deeply understands how those rulers who do not listen to the dust are slowly out of touch with society.
At around 4 pm, the sun is no longer violent, turning into a slightly soft golden color. Falling on his metal armor, bursts of light were reflected, and the scars on the face of the ruler of Crancia, with starbrows and sword eyes, added a trace of vicissitudes and stability to him.
While the people around bend to salute and salute him, the steady leader gradually stopped the horse under him and stopped walking, but stared blankly at the white-robed man on the side of the street. Figure.
The slender figure stood on the stone brick steps beside him. The hood and jacket on his head had been taken off at some unknown time. Yinxue's hair glowed with a pale golden halo in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Although so many years have passed, the appearance and posture of this young girl are still the same as they were before. Time seems to have ignored her, leaving no trace.
Simple white dress, snow-white skin, and clear and transparent eyes like the sky, this girl who made Pullman remembered deeply, and even dreamed about it, appeared in front of him again.
Across thousands of days and nights and stars, the silver-haired girl in the forest met the boy again.
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