"There is no essential difference between this small town called Utopia and the ones I have traveled to. Whether it is folk customs, races, or architectural styles, they all belong to Ruen standardly.

“I heard that there are many strange and unusual customs in the Southern Continent, and I hope to experience them one day, of course, after the peace of East and West Bayan was restored.

"Let me talk about utopia, the most special thing here is the changing climate, with frequent storms, so that most people have umbrellas and raincoats with Doningsmann tree sap. The hotel waiter told me that as long as I have a certain income and have to go out to work, I have to save some money to buy raincoats no matter what, otherwise the disease will be taken away.

"There are no meteorologists here, and I have no way of knowing the reason for this changing climate, and I can only guess that it is related to the proximity to the seaside and the hurricane belt. Yes, there is a deep-water port a few kilometers away from the Utopia, but they are not well-manned and cannot operate it well and can only maintain a small scale.

"They don't have local newspapers, after all, this is just a small city with thousands of people, and newspaper boys mainly sell and...

“The second reason I like it here is that many people in Utopia are cheerful and optimistic and passionate about life.

“When I wrote this, a band happened to pass by outside the hotel.

"This is not a professional band, but a group of purely amateurs, including government employees, magistrates, lawyers, professional policemen, school teachers, candy factory workers, shop owners... Among them, there are money and time to be responsible for high-difficulties such as large sizes and violins, while citizens of the middle and lower classes use simpler items such as lyrics and harmonicas.

“Some days off, they would take to the streets, set off from the municipal square, circle around the city, and return to the church of St. Arianna near the square, which they called a ‘musical parade’.

"During the tour, they not only did not reject the citizens' joining, but encouraged them to sing or dance with the team. According to my observation, the participants were very happy, satisfied, and venting their love for life to the fullest, which made me feel a vigorous attitude.

"I have to admit that this is very contagious. I have tried to join the parade, forgetting my worries in music, dance and singing, and only remembering happiness...

“They were not on a cruising today, but went to church to send blessings to a couple.

"When it comes to weddings, what I cannot understand most about utopia is that it only has the church of the ‘Goddess of the Night’. You should know that in most parts of the kingdom, even in a small town, there will be at least two churches, one belongs to the ‘Goddess of the Night’ and the other believes in the ‘Lord of the Storm’.

“Before today, I could not imagine that there would be an ordinary town in the Kingdom that only one god is believed in.

"However, this will not cause much trouble for me. Before I was eighteen years old, I could only believe in the 'Lord of the Storm', but after I graduated from grammar school, I truly understood that the goddess is the most benevolent and compassionate person.

“Let me talk about the wedding itself, I attended the wedding two days ago and found that there are some special customs in this regard by Utopia.

"What I appreciate most is that when the pastor announces that the marriage is established, the groom and the bride will bow to each other. There is no question of who is higher or lower. It is just a serious expression of gratitude for spending the rest of their lives together.

"This may be a manifestation of gender equality in the goddess's teachings...

"In addition, there will be some special game sessions at the celebration after the wedding, such as asking the groom and the bride to tell their love stories.

"This may be a rather embarrassing thing for them, but it is quite interesting for the guests. Yes, I think so too, but I certainly wouldn't add similar links to my wedding.

"At that wedding, I heard the best love story I have ever heard so far in my life. If I had the chance, if my readers and friends who read this column liked it, I would consider retelling it. Of course, I would change the name and some details to prevent the couple from being troubled...

“The most important reason I like utopia is that the food is very delicious, the limited number of restaurants are of high standards, and the best one is undoubtedly the affiliated restaurant of this 'Iris' hotel where I stay.

"Whether it is the most basic fried steak, fried pork chop, charcoal barbecue, fried meat fish, or the more complicated or more difficult pea stewed lamb, cream soup, butter mashed potatoes, and roasted potato skins, they have definitely reached the level of an urban chef. In addition, the chefs here are also very good at creating unique dishes and foods, including sour and sweet meat, and grilled fish that repeatedly spreads various seasonings...

"The utopian chefs didn't give up on the staple food that seemed to be unable to play with, and I ate all kinds of toasts in this city: taro mashed, potato mashed, butter, light cream, fruit-studded... As long as I want, I won't eat repeated varieties within a week.

“And the most appreciated of all the food here is their dessert:

“Cream pudding, fruit pudding, black forest cake, carrot cake, milk cake, muffin, egg tart…

"After writing this, I feel hungry again. This is why I stayed here for a week and didn't want to leave. What I worry most now is not my wallet, but my weight problem. While I am glad that the hotel does not have a mechanical scale, I complain that they do not have a matching one.

“Utopian red wines are also quite good, the only problem is that they all lack the sedimentation of vintage, and it seems that there is no such awareness in the estates around the town.

"Here, I want to solemnly recommend a drink, utopian bubble iced tea, which is very special and has a more wonderful experience beyond sweetness and bubbles...

"Every evening, I would go for a walk in the municipal square, which is also the favorite leisure place for utopian citizens. They have an extraordinary love for those white doves.

"I met a painter in Municipal Square. His name is Anderson. He is handsome and has excellent painting skills. Unfortunately, he is a mute...

"I also met a writer whose name is Alesu, with a rather strange name. He said that he was writing a novel and asked me to taste the beginning.

"I don't make comments on his novels, I just feel strange about the beginning of the novel with a few familiar names.

“That includes Anderson, Wendy, well, this is the owner of the bakery that I love the most…

"I raised this question, and Alesu told me seriously that when a writer can't think of a character's name, it is very reasonable to refer to people he knows around him.

“I agree very much.

“…

"For space, this sharing ends here. I love your Charlotte."

Monica put down her pen, read the manuscript twice carefully, and modified the word and grammar errors.

She was a writer and was not famous at first. After she could only rely on writing third-rate love novels to support her life, her father almost cut off contact with her.

But since Miss Forth Wall started a travel column and received a considerable popularity after the war, Monica also began to write travel notes for some newspapers in Beckland, which perfectly suited her hobbies, which made her articles have unique vitality and helped her become a well-known travel notes.

Charlotte is her pseudonym.

After the handwriting was completely air-dried, Monica specially copied another copy, stuffed it into an envelope, and pasted it with stamps.

After confirming that the address was correct, the black-haired woman with a wavy hair, Desi Bay style, carried her handbag, left the hotel, and headed to the Utopian Post Office.

The post office is next door to the Telegraph Office, and Monica always feels wasteful every time she passes by the latter.

In her opinion, Utopia rarely needs to shoot telegraphs, and it is too luxurious to set up a telegraph office.

After sending the letter, Monica looked at the sky and walked towards the Municipal Square.

When she arrived at the door of St. Arianna's church, she met Byers.

This is a policeman who once went to the "Iris" hotel to ask Monica about the witness of the Trish murder case.

Unfortunately, Monica didn't know the gentleman named Wendel.

After nodding each other and saying hello, Monica entered the church, found a seat to sit down, and listened quietly to the sermon of the pastor named Townsend.

This is the most clerical priest she met after converting to the "Goddess of the Night". His hair was half white, his speech was slow, his temperament was peaceful, and his voice was low, which always calmed people unknowingly.

Monica then closed her eyes and listened to the scriptures intently.

…………

East Chester County is a forest belonging to the Hall family.

Alfred, Hibert and Audrey led their respective foxhounds, carrying a number of servants, around the edge of the forest, chasing their prey.

This is the first time that the three siblings have hunted together since they became adults.

In front of my sister, Alfred and Hibert had a lot of fun, at least on the surface.

For Alfred, the biggest problem is how to control himself and not show too different things from ordinary people. Otherwise, if a "punishment knight" participates in the hunt, others will have no chance.

He knew that his sister was extraordinary, but he was also aware that Sequence 7 of the "Audience" path would not have any substantial head-on combat ability.

While chasing, they rushed out of the forest and saw a wheat field.

"Where is this?" Audrey, dressed in a hunting suit, asked casually.

This was the first time she went to this forest to hunt, and she didn't know where the surroundings led.

Hibert was also not very familiar with it, so he turned his head to his servant and said:

"Let me ask someone."

While waiting, the three siblings smiled and discussed the gains they had just gained, while the golden-retrievered dog Susie glanced at the fox hunting dogs that wanted to get close to her, allowing them to consciously distance themselves.

After a while, Hibert's servant returned and reported:

"Lord, there is a village called Hedrac nearby..."

Hedrac...that village with the custom of dragon worship? I came here from another direction? Audrey was stunned for a moment.

ps: It's the last three days, please give me a monthly ticket ~
Chapter completed!