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Nigra's harbour was beyond imagination, and dozens of cruise ships docked at the same time did not make her seem crowded.

Morah walked up to the harbor with Cocoa in his arms. Sidoma followed him with a bad face but helpless look on his back with his luggage. In fact, Sedoma wanted to snatch Cocoa and never see Mora again, so that no one would steal his position in his daughter's heart again.

However, looking at his down-and-out clothes, his patched pockets, and his daughter's smile and red and soft complexion at this moment, Sedomati really didn't want to make her daughter live a hungry and half full life for her little selfishness.

"Salischer (the childhood sweetheart of Sidoma who married a nobleman) is all my fault," Sidoma looked at his daughter who was sitting on Mora's shoulder, laughing and pointing at Nigra's various strange scenery, and said sadly: "It's just my fault that I can't give you a happy life. But, I'm still incompetent, and I can't even solve my daughter's food and clothing, ah-haha-!"

Sidom was sad and wished he could yell at the sky to vent his vent. His fingers holding the luggage turned white. The not-so-solid bag was slightly torn apart, revealing a little inside. However, it was not serious, and Sidom did not notice this.

However, in the end, except for his gloomy face, Sedom did not do anything out of line. Such actions may be very venting, but in the eyes of others, he is just an inexplicable idiot! Madman!

I will not change anything because of that. No one will think that it is a funny action, or some warrior mage has figured out something and broke through the bottleneck and shouted. Everything about me can be seen by discerning people. At most, how many people may give themselves a few coins because of their sympathy for their downfall? Just like trying to send a beggar?

In front of his daughter, Sedom is not so shameless. Although he was already in a state of desolation, Sedom is still unwilling to let his daughter see that he lost his last dignity - that is a humiliation that no father can bear.

Moreover, Nigra has no beggars, this is the most famous commercial capital in the world. This title is not only because of her wealth and goods, but also because everyone in this city has their own clear goals, full of fighting spirit and passion. Even the most ordinary people are working hard for a better life.

As long as beggars have any ability to work, the people here will not let themselves accept gifts from others in vain. In the historical records of Nigra's city, there was once a story of a very famous person.

At that time, Nigra was not as famous as it is now, and there were still some beggars at that time. The famous person was regarded as a beggar on the road because of his physical disability and threw down a few coins. The one who threw down the coins was a daughter of a noble who passed by in a hurry. In her opinion, this was just a very ordinary thing, but he felt extremely insulted to that person.

So he worked hard to learn knowledge and culture, and eventually became a well-educated man (I criticized this sentence!). In a great crisis in Nigra, he used his wisdom and knowledge to save Nigra and became the city lord of Nigra!

This man later married the noble daughter and lived a happy life (I want to criticize this sentence!). But he was always uncomfortable with the fact that he was regarded as a beggar. Later, he wrote his story into a biography and posted it all over the hands of every citizen of Nigra. He often went in the city to find ways for those who were unwilling to work and lack fighting spirit to encourage them to work hard.

After his unremitting efforts, more than ten years later, Nigra has no more beggars, and every citizen is the most self-esteem and self-reliant people. The name of Nigra's Great City has spread all over the world from then on, not for his wealth, magic, regional tourism, business and trade, but for his name of self-reliance in this city.

In this way, after countless generations of city lords and the people of Nigra, the great city of Nigra, which was created in later generations - the pearl of the world that can be regarded as one of the representatives of human civilization.

Therefore, even if Sedom was killed, he would not do anything like a beggar.

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"Wow, Uncle Mora, look, there are so many people flying in the sky there!" Coco suddenly pointed at the sky and shouted in surprise. The little girl's voice still looked like a wind chime on the noisy and lively street. Many people first turned their eyes to this Barbie doll (well, I admit that this description is a failure, but, do I want to create a similar thing for a different world toy noun?) A cute girl raised her eyes that were confused by the prosperity for a few seconds, and then turned her eyes to the sky.

"Wow—! Another group of magical wizards from afar," said an excited hawker holding dozens of maps in his hand: "It seems that there are a lot more than last year. Is this the sixth batch?" The last sentence was to ask a companion beside him who was selling brochures with a detailed introduction to the Nigra City.

"Hi, dear guest, are you here for the first time in Nigra?" The vendor holding the brochure did not answer his companion's words, but turned to Mora: "I have the most detailed travel guide for Nigra here, how many do you need?"

"How many?" Mora was stunned. When the guy next to him saw that his companion had grabbed the business so quickly, he immediately fell down his gaze that he was staring at the sky, and also came over and smiled and promoted his map: "Dear sir, I have a detailed map of Nigra's city here, and I happened to take his tour guide introduction. Do you want to get one?"

I soon understood the little linguistic wisdom of these two vendors. Mora smiled. Although he could fully understand the basic information of Nigra as long as he moved his heart, it was also a good choice to walk down like an ordinary person, "a map and two guides."

"Okay! Sir." Unexpectedly, the guest was so happy. The two young vendors immediately presented the map and booklet with both hands. Mora handed over a travel guide to Sidom behind him, then stuffed the map into Coco's hands and said to the two people: "How much do you want?"

The two of them stretched out a finger without hesitation, and then looked at Mora expectantly.

Is this a copper coin, a silver coin or a gold coin? Or is it an eleven copper coin or silver coin?

Nigra is worthy of being the "City of Commerce" (also the owner of various titles such as the Capital of Mages, XX Capital, etc.).

Morra threw them eleven copper coins. It seemed that it was about the same price. "Sir, you must have done business," a vendor muttered. After hearing what he said, Morra was a little curious: "How many of the most do you give to gesturing like this?"

The one who sold the map said proudly: "Of course it's eleven gold... Oh no, it's one gold coin?" The one who sold the travel guide immediately glared, "Shenma, are eleven gold coins?"

"How is it possible, it's one!"

"No! You often miss the tongue and tell the truth. I clearly heard you say it was eleven!"

"Where is it?! You heard it wrong!"

"Who are you……"

"Another group of mages come! Why are all female mages?"

"Ah? Where?...No? Hey... Where is the person?...Stop! - You actually dare to lie to me!"

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Coco lay on Morra's shoulder and laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. Sedoma couldn't help laughing, and then thought of his life experience and couldn't laugh. Fortunately, he followed Morra, so Coco didn't notice his father's dull and depressed expression.

Mora took Cocoa to several hotels before finding extra rooms. Although Nigra has formed a profitable tourism industry over the years, and almost every former Nigra residents' home has been converted into hotels, restaurants, and restaurants, but guests who come to live often need to travel to several hotels to find the spare rooms.

Mora took Coco and Sidom to live in a three-story mid-range hotel and booked two rooms on the second floor that could be connected to each other. After paying the full deposit, Mora took Coco and wanted to go out for fun.

Sedoma suddenly stood up and said to Mora: "I want to take Cocoa to the doctor to treat the disease, give me Cocoa."

"Treat the disease?" Mora was slightly stunned, and then she remembered that when she met Sedoma and Coco, she heard that when Sidoma brought her here, she was looking for a more magical magician to cure Coco.

Keke's face darkened, and the little girl who had been happy for many days then remembered that she was sick... But why didn't she feel uncomfortable for many days? Keke said in a slight confusion.

"Did you suddenly faint and can't wake up? It took several days to wake up. You'd be weak for many days and often have nosebleeds?" Mora asked.

"How do you know?" Sidoma was shocked: "When did my daughter get sick again?! But why don't I know?! Why don't you tell me! What's going on?! Ah—!"

Sedom was anxious and was about to fight with Mora. Unexpectedly, Mora walked gently with Coco in his arms and instantly went from the house to the stairs downstairs. His voice sounded faintly and gently in Sedom and Coco's ears: "If it were just that, Coco's illness would be cured."

"What?!" Sidom was shocked and almost doubted whether he had auditory hallucinations. OK... OK?? The incurable disease that he had been running around for four or five years was so quiet?
Chapter completed!