Chapter 37- Border Town
Atmosphere at the Border town were very somber. City streets were orderly. Unlike Alchsned
city, this was a place which was ruled by hundred clans, who documented and kept pristine records of
of their bloodlines. So the social fabric was of strict ranks and rules..
Before they left, they celebrated Larchen's birthday in the trade union HQ. Most everything
were taken care of, everyone said their best wishes.. Larchen could squeeze funds out of
his trade union because it was extremely well structured.. It functioned correctly even when
he, as the leader, was away..
What was it the art you used the make the elder fly to ceiling Larchen, never had time to ask ?
Its called winged God's arm...
Where did you get it...
Someone offered me as a bribe to recommend their tomato stall to oter merchants...
That's not quite a bribe, more like showing apreciation...
It still a bribe.. Its through these mistakes everything gets corrupted.. Don't cheat your own
house, don't salt your own garden..
It was becoming night, as their carriage approached the city gates.
Ah, i smell the scent of shopping ...Fowling breathed..
Larchen winced..
Cheer up Larchen, i'm joking.. maybe
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They had brought lots of materials over here.. And they were given a proper lodging by the alliance
officials, their reputation was of that they were much respected.. So they settled in without any
problems..
What are you chanting...
Local phrases...
Larchen carried Fowliang to bed... And started doing his business...
Fowliang were still studying the locall language book....
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