Reborn Ancient Western Europe

September, Deimos City.

This is a humid and cold city, especially in late autumn, when the sky is always overcast and the sun is rarely seen.No matter in the morning or evening, the air is filled with thick fog. The gray substances between gas and liquid not only block people's sight, but also seem to be alive, everywhere, and tightly bound the city.

Dimos, in the local language, means stillness and deep sleep.

This is a city that is always dormant, regardless of temperature and weather.People who were born and lived here have a natural indifference.They enjoy the life they have now, thus subconsciously rejecting all external things or changes.For strangers, they are always too vigilant and cautious.However, for those who have already been recognized by them, the care and kindness they show always makes people happy.

Gray loves it here.

It was just dawn, and there were not many footprints left on the streets paved with bluestone slabs.He was wearing a long white cloak and walking on the road. He walked very slowly, and only a slight sound was made between his boots and the stone road.The morning of September has begun to be slightly cold, and the thick mist wets the circle of fur on the neckline of the cloak, which is cool and comfortable against the skin.

With an imperceptible smile, he walked into the library in the center of Deimos city, greeted the keeper Dylan, took off his cloak and hung it on the hook behind the library door.Then I found the book that I only read a third of yesterday, went to a corner seat, turned on the light, opened the book quietly and continued to read.

The collection of books in Deimos City is surprisingly rich, which is one of the important reasons why Gray likes this city.What he was looking at was a thick history book made of parchment, which recorded in detail the historical changes of this country from its birth to modern times.He had seen a detailed introduction to this book in a book in the Imperial Capital Library, but due to the underdeveloped printing industry, the circulation of this book was less than a hundred copies.Even the library of the Imperial Capital failed to collect this book, and Gray did not expect to find it here.

Gray comes here every summer and leaves before the first snow falls.His health is not good, very bad, as fragile as porcelain imported from the East.Therefore, he had to go back and forth between the two cities of Deimos and the imperial capital like a migratory bird, in order to escape the unbearable heat of the imperial capital in summer and the cold of Deimos in winter.

This is the fourth time he has come to Dimos City, and it is also the seventh year since he came to this strange world.

Gray Sisfer Tislandi, the child who really had this name, died of a serious illness when he was six years old.What is alive now is a soul with black hair and black eyes, a soul from an oriental youth.

Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng, from being anxious and confused at the beginning, now takes it indifferently as if resigning to fate.Although Gray cherishes every day he is alive now, he still has a sense of indifference to this world.More often, he puts himself in the position of an observer.It is precisely because of this that he is extremely interested in things like the history, culture, and language of this world.

In Gray's view, the composition of this empire is extremely interesting.It is a fusion of the monarchy, parliamentary system and confederal system of the western world.

The center, that is, the emperor controls the administrative power of the local area, and the local ruler must be authorized by the monarch.The parliament enjoys financial power, and the national taxation and banks are controlled by the parliament, and even the monarch must not interfere.But localities can have their own military forces, and neither the central government nor the parliament has the right to intervene.

From Gray's point of view, the parliament and the monarch are completely in love with each other.On the one hand, there is mutual restraint among them, and conflicts and struggles arise for their respective rights.But on the other hand, they must maintain close cooperation to jointly prevent the growth of local forces, thus posing a threat to their dominance.

Local forces are also very interesting. They are mainly composed of individual cities or alliances of several cities.Although the city is restrained by the emperor and the parliament, they are free to form an army. Within a city, the power of the city owner far exceeds that of the emperor.They can form city alliances on their own, and neither the emperor nor the parliament has the right to directly intervene, and can only restrict them through administration and finance.

This chaotic system brings a certain degree of instability, but at the same time, it also maintains a relative balance although it is unstable.

Another interesting existence is the temple.This is a presence that resembles the definition of a drape.It has absolute rights, and neither the parliament nor the emperor may interfere.And on the contrary, the parliament needs to be responsible for the temple, and it must provide unconditional financial support for the temple.Although the emperor relies on blood inheritance, he does not need the approval of the temple.But the highest priest of the temple can oppose the emperor's order through the parliament.But if the temple wants to form an army, it must pass the common consent of both the parliament and the emperor.

Gray saw information about the temple in an ancient book.The source of the temple's lofty status is recorded in that book, because about 300 years ago, demons came to the world to do evil through the gap in space. They are infinitely powerful and possess evil powers that humans cannot imagine.They dry up rivers, crack the ground, and create magma.They ruined the crops, killed the poultry and horses raised by humans, and gradually began to take pleasure in killing humans.

God sympathized with the sufferings of human beings, so he selected some devout human beings to become his people, and gave them great strength and immortal bodies.This group of people gathered together in battle, and after all kinds of hard battles, they finally won the victory and completely expelled the demon from the land.

After the war, they built a magnificent palace in the space gap.On the one hand, it is to appreciate God's gift, and on the other hand, it is to prevent the devil from returning to the world.This is the original existence of the temple, and why the temple has the privilege of overriding the parliament and the emperor.

When I first read this book, Gray thought it was not a history book, but something like a myth and legend.However, Gray has seen similar records in many history books known for their rigor, and even in the Imperial Capital Museum, he saw a specimen of a demon that was said to be killed, and he gradually became willing to believe in the authenticity of this matter .

It was also at that time that Gray completely accepted the fact that this world was not in the past of the world he existed in.This is another strange existence. What he travels through, besides the time that cannot be crossed, also has the space that cannot be crossed.

He stopped thinking about the possibility of going back, it just made him feel hopeless.Now he just wants to live in such a quiet way, day by day, year after year.Then on a certain morning or evening, alone, or with the company of family and friends, slowly close your eyes.

Gray gently rubbed the pages of the parchment with his fingers, feeling the rough and thick touch of his fingertips, which made him feel at ease.Books made of this material are usually written with special ink that can be preserved for a long time.The book he is reading now has a history of more than 70 years.The decorations on the cover have all fallen off, and the back of the book is also smooth.But the handwriting on the paper inside the book is still clear and bright, clearly recording the rise and fall of the empire.

Gray is obsessed with the footprints of history, he reads the shadows of swords and swords that have become the past, and imagines the tender feelings or life and death choices beyond the records.He breathed the air of the past to comfort his lost lost soul.

Time always passed quickly in the library, and the old wall clock on the wall rang hoarsely, awakening his sanity.Gray clamped the bookmark, closed the book, and carefully put the book back on the shelf.Books in the Dimos library are never borrowed, but the autumn here is very long, and he thinks he should be able to finish this book smoothly before leaving.

It is already noon, but looking out from the open door of the library, the street is still filled with thick fog, because the visibility is too low, people walking on the street have slowed down to avoid hitting other people .Gray got up, took off his cloak from behind the door, and prepared Dylan to say goodbye.

"The weather is really bad today." Dylan sat behind the counter, biting a half of an unlit cigarette, sitting on his manual work.He has a thick and curly beard, and those hairs cover most of his long face, making him look a little scary.In fact, even Demos' children knew that Dylan was actually quite a kind-hearted middle-aged man.

The city of Deimos is near the sea. It is said that Dylan has been a sailor for a while, and some people say that he actually became a pirate.But in any case, Dylan did live at sea for a while, and he once talked about his life at sea in a small talk with Gray.Including the harsh sea storms he has encountered, all kinds of weird sea creatures he caught, and his sea brothers who fought side by side with him.

The first half of his life was undoubtedly as magnificent as the sea, but now, he is just a taciturn librarian in the library of Deimos City, with a cute and sensible little daughter like an angel.Occasionally go to the bar to have a glass of wine, and then recall those fine details of the past when I was slightly drunk, and then fall silent again after waking up.

"Deimos has [-] days of cloudy days and [-] days of rainy days a year." Gray replied, while putting on the cloak, he gathered the neckline, and then fastened the belt.This body has always been weak, unable to bear the slightest bit of cold.

Dylan bit his cigarette, put down his work, bent down and took out a small lamp with a handle from under the counter, turned it on and pushed it in front of Gray.

"The fog is so heavy that you can save yourself from being hit by someone."

The way of lighting in this world is very strange. They mine a special ore, which will emit light continuously after processing.Dylan's lamp was given to him by his daughter. The base is a light gray vine hollow pattern, and a pendant made of white ribbon and red garnet is tied on the handle of the lamp, which is very cute.Dylan cherishes this lamp very much, and has always been happy to use this lamp to show off his daughter's ingenuity to others.

Gray thanked him, picked up the lamp and walked out of the library door.He walked down the steps carefully, not to trip over the overly long cloak.The temperature on the street was not as cold as it was in the morning, so he loosened his collar a little, letting the cool mist touch his cheeks and neck.The garnet pendant slid along his wrist into his sleeve, and he swung his arm slightly, allowing the pendant to hang naturally, and swayed slightly with his footsteps.

He likes to walk slowly on the streets of Deimos City.This city has a kind of stillness and calmness, it is like a cradle suitable for deep sleep, the people living here, perhaps like Dylan, have their own first half of life.But their lives now are peaceful and quiet.No matter what kind of pain and despair they experienced, in Deimos City, they could always feel the peace and tranquility from their souls.

Gray lives in the center of Deimos City, not far from the library.Before he got tired, he saw the fenced entrance to the back garden of his house.Gray's mother was born in Dimos, where she lived before she married, a small two-story villa with an equally small but very well-kept garden.

Gray likes this garden very much, so many times he always refuses to go through the main entrance of the hall, but enters and exits through this small garden.Over the fenced entrance to the garden climb the morning glory with its blue-purple flowers, which bloom from morning till evening because there is no direct sunlight.

Carefully avoiding those delicate flowers and buds, Gray gently pushed open the gate.Miss Mollie was holding a tea tray and was waiting for him in the pavilion at the corner of the garden.She is a young girl in her twenties, with smooth golden braids, hazel eyes, and a smile that is always standard and meticulous.

Molly put the tray on the stone table in the center of the pavilion, and the black tea on it was still steaming.She put her hands together in front of her body, bent slightly, and greeted Gray.She was trained as a maid in the imperial capital, so she strictly abides by all kinds of etiquette, and sometimes even troubles Gray.

She kept a slightly bent posture, until Gray walked into the pavilion, she straightened up and took the lamp in his hand.

"Master Gray, good afternoon." After greeting her softly, she said, "I just received a letter from you, which was sent from the imperial capital."

Gray picked up the black tea and took a shallow sip. Molly's craftsmanship is very good, and the black tea she brews is always just right.He picked up the letter.Only the recipient's address was written on the envelope. He turned the envelope over, looked at the badge pattern on the wax seal, and frowned slightly.

That is the crest of the Tislandi family.