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The huge flower bed that extends from the gate and the floor paved with smooth marble in the middle, bright roses occupy the green grass, making them look mellow and beautiful.

A little moisture was floating out of the soil on one side, mixed with the fragrance of a few flowers, floating slightly over such a scenery.

Looking further forward, there is a towering giant house with a large European style, swaying brightly with lights.

This is undoubtedly a show that a prominent family has.

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but.

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Judging from the words of the middle-aged man with a kind appearance in front of Chu Xuan.

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He seems to be.

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Just being in the imperial capital can barely be considered an aristocrat of the type of Count.

It looks like.

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Even the count has so much money to make.

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So, what happened to Tazmi and others, who are the lowest class people?

Poverty, backward, cold.

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Located at the border.

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Such a village that is lucky enough to work can accommodate only a short distance.

This is the so-called gap.

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"Ala... Dear daughter, you have done this again."

When Tazmi and Chu Xuan were just sitting down, the fat man with a small thigh of white beard under his nose smiled slightly.

"Well... I can't stand this kind of thing the most... Father... Don't tease me... "The girl with a golden hair hugged the fat middle-aged man with both hands and shook his arm like a spoiled person.

"Haha." The middle-aged man touched his beard and then looked at Chu Xuan and Tazmi very friendly.

"As you see, this is my daughter's personality, so... why don't you two introduce yourself to me?"

"My name is Tazmi! I come from a small mountain village on the remote border to the northern border. I came to the imperial capital to make the village richer!" Tazmi clenched his fist and raised his head confidently and said.

"So...who on there?"

The middle-aged man turned his smile to Chu Xuan who picked up a beautiful small pastry from the table.

Even in this situation where stealing food seemed to be discovered, Chu Xuan was not embarrassed at all. He just wiped the yellow pastry a few times when he took back his palm.

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The crystal yellow powder stuck to his fingers hidden under his sleeves.

"I am Chu Xuan." Chu Xuan pushed his glasses expressionlessly, and then a strong light was reflected strangely from the reflective glasses.

It feels like a concave lens, which can collect all the surrounding light into the two small lenses.

His simple sentences do not seem to be self-introduction, but rather to emphasize.

That calm expression made people unable to find anything from his face that was paralyzed.

"Oh...so...so...so, Chu Xuan, Tazmi, you can stay here tonight. By the way, what Tazmi is going to do in the imperial capital...I might be able to help my friends in the army. Then...you go to the restaurant over there first to have a meal."

This family.

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No.

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This family.

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He is no longer a human being.

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But an angel!

Tazmi, who was deceived from all his money just after he arrived in the imperial capital, is now deeply moved by the warmth and warmth of human feelings, and a hint of gratitude is revealed on his face.

"Then I'll trouble you." Finally, Tazmi, who nodded with a smile, turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

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Chu Xuan held his glasses with his fingers expressionlessly, and then rubbed the pastry crumbs on his fingers as if he were aware. A trace of light quickly passed through the black pupils hidden by the reflective flat glasses.

(This feeling is in the pastry... that book... has changed the plot?)

While thinking this, he slowly walked into the wooden carved door opened by the maid.

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After dinner, Tazmi lay on the soft bed specially prepared for him by the maid, thinking in her heart what the noble master, who seemed very generous, said.

"This time... it will definitely be able to develop the village......"

Tazmi murmured to himself, but his eyelids felt heavier and heavier.

The excitement and surging mood just now seemed to have completely turned into invisible.

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And it turned into a wave of sleepiness that rushed from the depths of the brain.

A little sleepy.

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It's today.

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Have you encountered too many things?

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First.
To be continued...