In a blink of an eye, the winter has passed, and the turbulent and turbulent year of Ansu 738 (the first year of Cecil) came to an end in a bitter snow in the deep winter. It was already the beginning of the year.

In the past year, too many things have happened in this ancient and young country. The former royal power has come to an end, and the once divided country has been reunited, just like a natural disaster, large-scale reconstruction, the reshuffle of the old aristocratic system, and the arrival of a new era...

In the dark, the god who seemed to be in charge of fate suddenly overturned His table this year, stirring the entire kingdom to the earth. Only when the dust settled did people realize that the world had changed.

In the south of Panshi City, a brand new magic train is quietly docking beside the platform, waiting for the departure instructions.

The cold wind raged outside the platform, rolling up loose snowflakes and lighter dead branches and leaves flying into the air, but a hazy and translucent shield enveloped the edge of the platform, blocking the cold wind rolling into the station. On the rectangular platform with two long rows of seats, some passengers were sitting in chairs waiting for the train to arrive, while another part of the passengers were boarding the train next to them under the instructions of the guide.

Most of these passengers wore closure jackets that were popular in the southern region for nearly two years, straight-leg trousers, thick soft hats or felt hats on their heads, a small number of them wore old-style burqas, and most of them wore "simple long skirts" that both practical and beautiful, and wore cotton clothes with good warmth in the long skirt. A few women even wore jackets and trousers designed for women to travel by car.

This is an incredible scene for those who first arrived here. Before Ansu 736, even in the southern border, few civilian women would go out in "overrules" clothing like trousers, because mainstream sects such as Blood God, War God, and the God of Holy Light, as well as nobles from all over the country often had strict regulations on this:

Only noble ladies and ladies with higher identities have the right to wear breeches, swordsmanship trousers and other clothing to participate in hunting, martial arts, or wear various dresses, long skirts, court skirts and other clothing to attend banquets. The above clothing is regarded as "conforming to the content of aristocratic life and decent". Under no circumstances can ordinary women wear "illegal" trousers, shorts and "colorful dresses" except black, white, brown and gray (unless they have been registered as prostitutes), otherwise, the light will be fined by the church or the nobles, and the heavy will be punished or even enslaved in the name of "offending doctrines" and "overrule".

It was not until the Frost month of Ansu 736 that the White Knights led the people to open the cathedral in Lu'an City. A government decree at the Supreme Government Affairs Department lifted the private armed forces and religious judgment rights of all churches in the territory. The restrictions on this aspect gradually loosened. Now, after more than two years of changing customs, it was finally time for more than two years to start to have more courageous and general education civilian women going out in trousers.

In places outside the southern border, general education has just begun, and changing customs in various places has just begun. Even if the Government Affairs Department encourages the people to accept the new social order, basically no one will challenge the old customs that have not yet completely receded.

In the second half of the train, there was a special car with long silver hair and a long palace dress. Victoria Wilder, who was cold and noble, with a cool and noble temperament, retracted his gaze from the window and nodded to the slightly fat noble sitting opposite the seat: "Earl Bahrain, what do you think?"

The Grand Consul of the North recently completed phased affairs in Saint Sunil. Due to some work needs, she had to go to the imperial capital to report her duties. For this reason, she also brought several officials from the Saint Sunil Government Affairs Office and the Earl of Bahrain who assisted her in handling Saint Sunil affairs.

The Earl of Bahrain, who had a slightly fat body, looked at the platform outside with a slightly complicated expression: "...I only saw many things in my life. I once felt that although I was not knowledgeable, I was still quite knowledgeable. But here, I couldn't even think of a few suitable adjectives."

While speaking, the nobleman of the royal capital couldn't help but shake his head: "No matter what, this place is indeed the same as the rumors. It is a place to challenge the concept. I can't tell which of those people outside are poor, which one is a citizen, and which one is a noble... Oh, the noble can still see that the man who was accompanied by his servants just now and walked with his head raised and his chest should be a little noble, but the others are really hard to judge."

Victoria ignored the words of the Earl of Bahrain, but looked out the window again and whispered in a low voice as if she was talking to herself: "It is richer and more energetic than anywhere in the north."

"Indeed, the civilians are wearing more exquisite clothes, and those women in men's clothes... Oh, I shouldn't judge women so vulgarly, but it's the first time I've seen anything other than women's breeches and women's swordsmanship trousers..." Earl Bahrain said, suddenly a little bit of a word, so he had to shrugged awkwardly, "And look at those skirts, how colorful it is, it seems that each piece is brand new."

"The trade with the Tifeng Empire brought cheap textiles, and with our own textile mills and garment factories, 'clothes' are no longer a luxury for the common people," Victoria said lightly. "But in the south, what is broken is not only the 'price' of clothes, but also the 'customs' that are entangled in these daily necessities..."

The Earl of Bahrain sighed: "The 'customs' in the southern border seemed to be particularly relaxed. I really didn't expect that so many churches and nobles had accepted the new decree formulated by the Government Affairs Department so quickly and accepted various changes in the ritual regulations... At this point, they seemed to be much smarter than the stubborn churches and nobles in the north."

"'Smart'?" Victoria's eyes that seemed to contain ice and snow quietly looked at Earl Bahrain. "Earl Bahrain, the priests and nobles in the south suddenly became enlightened after the artillery bombardment of the Gravel Ridge and the Great Trial of Lu'an City. The logic here is the same as the rule that the northern barbarians suddenly became brave and good at fighting and singing and dancing after they formed an army with the Mountain Corps."

In the expression of the Earl of Bahrain suddenly being a little confused, the northern "Ice Duke" seemed to be slightly raised and said to himself: "What I saw here may give me a hint..."

The Earl of Bahrain suddenly felt a little chill, but it was very common to feel the chill next to the Duchess of Victoria. He quickly adapted, then twisted his neck, looked around, and then looked at the entrance of the carriage not far away.

The accompanying attendants, guards, maids and officials were all the passengers of this carriage. Behind this carriage, there were two special cars with rest rooms, which had been packaged by the Grand Consul - but the Earl of Bahrain knew that in addition to this, there were many other "ordinary" passengers on this train, and even the few cars they occupied belonged to them only during this journey. After the journey, these cars will welcome new travelers.

Because all this belongs to the "public".

This made Mr. Earl, who was used to sitting in his own carriage and his private griffin, a little uncomfortable.

"Hiss Duke, why did you choose to take the 'train'?" he couldn't help asking, "Private magic car or griffin is more in line with your identity..."

"Have you experienced the 'train'?" Victoria asked faintly by scanning the Earl of Bahrain.

"I...no," the Earl of Bahrain shook his head, "You know, there is no such thing in the north."

"I don't, so I want to experience it," said Victoria calmly. "Every time I come here, there are a lot of things worth experiencing it."

While talking, she turned her head and looked at the view on the platform outside through the transparent crystal glass beside the train compartment.

A huge mechanical clock stood in the middle of the platform, and on the mechanical clock, long iron-black pointers were jumping in squares.

When the Earl of Bahrain saw Victoria's actions, she couldn't help but be curious: "What are you looking at?"

On the platform, some passengers waiting for the next train and several staff members had arrived near the mechanical clock at some point. These people looked up at the beating pointer, looked at the rotating gears behind the transparent glass pane under the dial, with a hint of expectation and joy on their faces.

“Things to be promoted to the entire empire.”

The second hand of the mechanical clock is moving towards the top one by one. On both sides of the platform, the holographic projection that indicates the stop of boarding has risen, and a faint tremor is coming at the bottom of the train car.

"Things that are promoted to the entire empire?" Earl of Bahrain was a little confused. "Are you clocks? There are also these in the north - although most of them are only in churches and noble families at present..."

Before the Earl's words were finished, the long pointer had already coincided with the top of the dial. At almost the same time, a melodious and loud whistle suddenly came from the top of the car, resounding throughout the platform, and also shocked the Earl of Bahrain in the car.

The repulsive mechanisms on both sides of the entire train turned in a synchronous manner, and the runes lit up one after another. The huge steel machine began to slowly accelerate and began to sail towards the field with a loud roar.

"It's on time, Earl of Bahrain," Victoria retracted her gaze from the window, "and her pursuit of 'on-time'. This is part of the new order."

On the platform that was gradually moving away, the passengers and staff who were staring at the mechanical clock and waiting for the train to leave were already applauding happily, and some even cheered in small quantities.

This is a bit of entertainment when you are bored, and it is also the "Southern Characteristic" on the train stations in various places. It is a "waiting entertainment" that has gradually become popular among train passengers and station staff in recent times.

Trains are not always on time. The term "delay" is a frequent visitor in the railway system. But even so, His Majesty the Emperor still ordered a unified mechanical clock to be set up at every station and every train, and unified calibration is carried out through Magic Network communications throughout the southern border. At the same time, the vehicle dispatching process is optimized and adjusted again and again.

Since the start of operations in Cecil City, the Supreme Government Affairs Office has been working hard to introduce the "concept of time" into people's lives, and these mechanical clocks on the station are obviously part of this effort.

Work will eventually produce results - at least, people are already pursuing on time, and the train that departs on time is worthy of pride in the eyes of people in the South.

...

The Grand Consul Victoria Wilder from the North will come to the South to report on his post in the near future.

In a house in Cecil City, the Mage District, and the southern neighborhood, Fendir Wilder, with short silver hair and tall figure, was standing in front of the window towards the street, holding the newspaper he just bought this morning, his eyes fell on a title on the front page of the newspaper.

The newspaper is heavy, the title is heavy, and the heart is heavy.

The knock on the door suddenly came, and Fendir raised his heavy head, adjusted his expression, and said politely: "Please come in."

The door opened, and Elivan Franklin appeared outside the door. The Western heir also grabbed a newspaper in his hand, and as soon as he entered the room, he waved: "Fendir, the Duchess of Victoria seems to be coming to the southern border soon!"

Fendir raised the newspaper in his hand weakly: "I already know."

"Oh...yes, you have the habit of reading newspapers," Eliven nodded suddenly, then looked at Fendir's face curiously, "What's wrong, my friend, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Fendir couldn't help but glared at him: "It's probably the same as when you suddenly learned that your father was going to see you tomorrow."

"Ah, then I should be very happy," said Elevin happily. "After all, I have just passed all the first-level tests in the four academies. Mr. Santis said that I was the only one of the students in this group who passed the four academies at once. It turned out that I had a very effective staying up late to read books and asking questions from my mentors a few days ago..."

Fendir couldn't help but cover his forehead.

He actually forgot that Elivin's talent in "reading and learning" was so amazing.

And he himself is better at frost spells and other combat skills.

So he only passed the first-level test of the Military Branch and... was seriously biased towards the subject.

The aristocratic knowledge, heraldry, etiquette and art knowledge he knew were not useless in the academy, but... they were all electives.

Thinking of his always strict aunt, Fendir, who was optimistic and cheerful, couldn't help but feel heavy again, as if filled with ice, snow and frozen soil from the northern border.

If he had known this, he should have learned about what the detailed subjects taught in the "Imperial Academy" were before leaving. Although this did not help him improve his corresponding grades quickly, it would at least make him mentally more prepared.

Eliven looked at Fendir's expression change, and it was not difficult to guess what the other person was thinking. He patted the other person on the shoulder - it was a bit difficult, because he was much shorter than Fendir: "Relax, my friend, didn't you say it before? When we came to the south, the academy was only part of the 'study'. The 'magic drama' we made with Felm has been completed. Isn't this also worthy of pride?"

"Demonic Movie Drama..."

When Fendir heard this word, his irritability in his heart really faded a lot.

Yes, after such a long time of hard work and energy, the world's first "magic drama" has finally been completed.

He couldn't help but turn his head and his eyes fell outside the window.

A large notice promoting the Magic Movie Drama (His Majesty the Emperor calls it a "poster") has been posted on the roadside. In the past two days, the Magic Network radio program has also introduced and promoted this brand new thing in advance. Now he can vaguely see the content of the poster on the wall across the street.

A mechanical ship full of passengers sailed on the wide Gorgon River, and several distinctive main characters appeared in the background of the picture. Below the entire picture is the finalized name of the magic drama-

"migrant"

Simple, straightforward and simple.

"Indeed... this incident brought me a sense of 'pride' that I had never felt in my life for more than ten years," Fendir laughed and said with an sigh. "I never thought that it would be so happy to leave all the concepts of identity and traditional rules behind, and work hard with many people from all walks of life and environment to achieve something."

Elivan also smiled: "I am also very glad that I listened to your advice and participated in this meaningful thing..."

Fendir turned his head and glanced at his friend, smiled, and reached out to pat the other person on the shoulder.

"So, my friend, please lend me a copy of the answers to the second set of geometric papers."
Chapter completed!