Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

“They love to persuade others.”

Ceylon was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"What's wrong?" asked White Wolf.

"You are so right. It reminded me of the people who quarreled in the college forum. They argued endlessly over trivial matters day after day. Later, I deleted the forum."

"It's good that it was deleted, but if you ask me, watching other people quarrel is also very interesting."

"Wow, so you are that kind of person."

"Ahem, let's not talk about this."

Chapter 2023: Orthodox people approached 10-06-12 00:02:

The art gallery houses art treasures from various eras. White Wolf and Ceylon walked and looked as they moved forward, and before they knew it they had arrived at the era pavilion where the Sun King, the master of Victoria's revival, lived.

Perhaps due to the influence of the romantic affairs of the Sun King, the themes reflected in the works of this era have a clear tendency. Specifically, the number of works showing men and women in the same frame has decreased, while the number of works showing same-sex interactions has increased.

Miss Ceylon was attracted by a painting. The protagonists of the painting were two young women wearing classical Victorian costumes and white hats. It was raining heavily. One of them was holding an umbrella, and the other was standing under the umbrella on the side. They were talking and laughing, with affectionate eyes.

As she looked, her vision gradually became blurred.

After visiting the art gallery, it started to rain heavily outside. There was only one umbrella left in the service area. Miss Olicia borrowed an umbrella, held it up, and the two walked into the rain. She held Miss Olicia's arm as they walked and walked, and time condensed into eternity during their stroll.

When other tourists walked into the studio, Ceylon was disturbed by the noise of outsiders and his thoughts wandered away from the painting.

After waking up, the first thing she did subconsciously was to turn her head to look for Miss Olicia. She saw a tall, film-looking man trying to chat up Miss Olicia.

This was a very eye-catching middle-aged man, wearing a Yan country silk formal dress and gold-rimmed glasses. He spoke with great confidence and was most likely a noble scholar in Londinium.

Miss Ceylon instinctively felt nervous and pretended to look at the painting, quietly moving closer so that she could hear the conversation between the two more clearly.

"My beautiful lady, I believe you are already feeling uncomfortable. The works here can be said to be a stain on our great country. Even someone like His Excellency the Sun King has moral flaws."

Hearing this, Ceylon immediately recognized that this noble scholar was an 'orthodox' person, that is, a staunch heterosexual. The cultural environment of Londinium is open, and the orthodox are a minority group here, but precisely because of their small number, the people of this faction are extremely determined and are more aggressive towards heretics.

The current situation was easy to discern. She knew why the noble was trying to strike up a conversation with Miss Olicia, whose miniskirt suits she stared at every day and never got tired of, let alone outsiders.

She was extremely alert, on the one hand because she wanted to hear Miss White Wolf's opinion, and on the other hand she was ready to help at any time.

"Why is it a moral defect?" Miss White Wolf's voice was confused.

"Having an affair with someone of the same sex is one of the most immoral things you can do."

“Why do we have such morals?”

"This..." The noble scholar was surprised by the other party's strange question, but for some purpose, he patiently explained, "Morality is morality. It is natural and exists naturally, just like people are born to eat and sleep."

"But people have to eat and sleep. If they don't eat, they will starve to death. But these things in the portrait don't seem to be necessary."

"How should I put it?" The noble scholar said impatiently, "Don't you feel something is wrong when you look at these paintings?"

“What is normal?”

“It’s normal for men and women to be together.”

Miss Bailang looked up at the Yan country silk clothes on the nobles: "Are you from Yan country or..."

Hearing that Bai Lang suspected that he was a Yan countryman, the nobleman showed a proud look on his face. In his eyes, being mistaken for a Yan countryman was a very face-saving thing: "I am Victorian, but I have done some research on Yan country academics."

"Oh." Miss White Wolf lowered her head and pondered, "I understand."

"What do you think, Miss?"

"I respect your opinion, but I don't agree with it, so let's leave it at that."

"No, no, no, miss, you can say it out. It's a good thing for everyone to seek common ground while reserving differences and understand each other."

"I'm afraid you won't be happy."

"You really underestimate me. If I don't even have this much tolerance, how can I say that I understand Yan Country's academics?"

"Well, I want to repeat a question. You think that men and women are the natural law. Where does this natural law come from?"

"Since it is the natural law of nature, it must have existed since the beginning of the world. The harmony of yin and yang is called Tao. The law of nature is self-evident here. By the way, you can say the word 'law of nature'. Do you have research on Yan country's academic studies?"

"I only know a little bit. I think your idea makes sense, but it is slightly biased. You apply the Yan people's world ontology to the relationship between men and women, and this generalization is inappropriate. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an abuse."

A trace of indignation flashed in the eyes of the noble scholar. If someone else dared to question such a thing, he would most likely have lost his temper. However, the words used by Miss Rupert in front of him were so gentle from beginning to end that he could not get angry at all. Getting angry would make him feel ashamed.

"So what do you think?" He asked calmly, and at the same time felt that he was very well-mannered.

"I think the relationship between men and women can be explained in a more precise and practical way, rather than resorting to the laws of nature."

"Tell me about it."

"The so-called principles of heaven are ultimately summed up by saints and predecessors, right?"

"That's right. The realm of the saints has long been in harmony with the Great Dao. It is not an exaggeration to realize these principles."

"In other words, the saints gain enlightenment through their understanding of the world?"

"Miss, you summed it up very well."

"Now we can think about the era in which the saints lived, and think about the 'world' that the saints felt. In the saints' other world, natural disasters raged and thorns were everywhere. They hoped to establish a country and a nation, so as to bring eternal peace, right?"

"That's right!"

“What are the main difficulties they face?”

"This one……"

"In addition to the difficult conditions, there was also a shortage of population, right? The conditions were difficult, so the population was scarce, and the population was scarce, so there was no way to work together to improve the conditions. Any historical book would say that the population at that time was less than one percent of today's."

"That's right, this kind of thing is recorded in history books."

"So, think about it again. Why do saints say that men and women are natural laws? Why do you think homosexuality is 'abnormal'? Because you have inherited the thinking mode of saints from the past. You use fertility as the only criterion for measuring intimacy. You value 'continuing the family line' just like the Yan people do."

"This……"

"But our world is completely different now. Not only have we made medical advances, but we have also created mobile cities to deal with natural disasters. In other words, humans no longer have to worry about population issues. In this situation, you stubbornly stick to your ideas and talk about the ethics of men and women and what is moral and immoral. What's the point? Why must two people who love each other have offspring? Why can only men and women love each other? Or are you a member of a national department in Victoria, and you need the public to internalize this idea to bring about some kind of demographic or political benefits?"

Miss White Wolf left the noble scholar, leaving him standing there doubting his life. Ceylon listened to White Wolf's long speech, his mind full of excitement, and he felt that he could not stop liking Miss Olisia.

Chapter 2023 Boundary 10-07-12 00:02:

Although the art gallery is large, it cannot withstand a cursory browsing. After all, White Wolf and Ceylon are not professionals and it is impossible for them to take the time to appreciate the works in detail.

As it was approaching noon, they toured the huge art museum and came to the last one, which is also the largest and most special exhibition area in the entire museum - the sculpture display area.

The reason why it is special is that there are many exhibits in the sculpture display area, not only from Victoria, but also many objects that ancient Victorians went out for adventures or bought at high prices, including the gilded stone dragon of Yan State, Sargon's primitive tribal sculptures, Minoan sword stone carvings and so on.

After careful research, the managers believed that these sculptures best represented the aesthetic characteristics of each country, so they put them all in, giving the art gallery a museum style.

In addition to the exotic atmosphere, another impressive feature is that there are many extremely bold and explicit sculptures here, such as the rough stone carvings of a rainforest tribe of Sargon that symbolize fertility worship, or the exquisite and outrageous nude sculptures by ancient Leitanian artists.

These were different from paintings. Some of them were too lifelike and too unreserved, causing Ceylon to be too embarrassed to look up. She always felt that Miss White Wolf was paying attention to her, and she would be embarrassed if she was found looking at these things.

So what is Miss White Wolf looking at? Is she also peeking at these embarrassing sculptures?

The wings of fantasy took off, and Ceylon thought of more and more strange things. His heart beat faster and his face turned red.

She finally raised her head and secretly looked at Bailang, but found that his eyes were fixed on the wooden carvings of the Eastern Castle Tower, as if he had been hit. Ceylon felt a little depressed, but at the same time she guessed that he was deliberately not looking at anything else.

But other things are beautiful, she thought with a blushing face.

This observation also put her mind at ease. She knew that Shy Miss White Wolf had no intention of monitoring her at the moment, so she could be a little bolder and observe her favorite sculptures.

Her eyes were attracted by the statue in front of her left. It was a statue of a Leitanian girl carved from white and delicate marble. She was naked, sitting sideways on the stone. She had a graceful and beautiful figure, and innocent and pure eyes. She vaguely resembled Miss White Wolf.

That slight resemblance was enough to fascinate her.

She looked at the sculpture, then at Miss White Wolf, then at the sculpture again, and then at Miss White Wolf again, secretly making a comparison in her mind.

Then, like a thief, she peeked at the special positions of the sculpture. The artist's style was aesthetic, with smooth and gentle lines that aroused people's reverie. That place also revealed a little bit of playfulness and cuteness.

She quickly turned her head and closed her eyes. Probably after she had digested everything, she opened her eyes again and peeked at Miss White Wolf. A strange thing happened. Miss White Wolf seemed to be mixed with the sculpture, and her clothes were taken off...

Miss Ceylon bit her lips and her face became redder. She knew that she was doing something bad, the kind of bad thing that was a bit bad. After a while, she could no longer look at Miss White Wolf. Her eyes would consciously focus on strange places. She would fantasize when she looked at them and blush when she thought about them.

She felt strangely satisfied and a little scared, so she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to free herself from that state.

The process of waking up didn't take much effort, she thought it was because she was generally a decent person.

Miss White Wolf did not make much movement, still sticking to a few boring sculptures. Ceylon gradually realized that she was avoiding him, and while avoiding him, she was waiting for her to finish looking, and then the two of them would leave together.

It was getting late, and she had the idea of ​​asking Miss White Wolf to leave, but the next moment, she suddenly thought of something else.

It would be a pity to leave like this. Ever since they entered the art museum and saw the first nude portrait, they have been avoiding a certain topic. This kind of topic is something they would hardly encounter in their daily lives. Only in the environment of an art museum can they communicate naturally.

Thinking of this, she gently tapped White Wolf's arm. The latter seemed startled and looked at her hurriedly, then coughed twice nervously and pretended to be calm.

"Ahem, Ceylon, what's wrong?"

"I want to ask you a question."

"Go ahead."

"Look at that sculpture."

Ceylon wanted to point to the marble sculpture of the Leitanian girl, but a strange fear of being discovered took over and caused her finger to point to another nude statue - a muscular male runner.

Miss White Wolf glanced at the statue and blushed. She thought to herself that it was normal for Ceylon to like this. She looked away and continued to stare at her castle tower woodcarving: "I see, it seems to be some kind of competitive sport of the Adaklis people. What's wrong?"

"I'm not talking about competition. Look, it's a nude sculpture, and it's very, um, explicit. If you take a photo and put it in the newspaper, people who don't know much about it will probably think it's erotic. But in fact, it's the work of a great artist. So the question is, where is the boundary between eroticism and art?"

"Different people may have different ideas." Miss White Wolf pondered, "My view is to consider it from the perspective of the aesthetic subject. In layman's terms, it means to look at the person and see what kind of mind the appreciator has when observing the art work. If a person appreciates it purely from an aesthetic perspective, then what she sees is art. If she considers it from that perspective, then what she sees is sentimentality."

"So according to you, even the works of great artists can really be erotic?"

"Yes, if you compile an artist's nude art into a book and give it to a street thug, no matter how famous the characters in the painting are in the art world, it will become an absolute collection of erotica. The Yan people say 'the environment is created by the mind', and this is also the truth."

Ceylon nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly an idea occurred to him: "What if we get a truly erotic work and appreciate it in an artist's way, then is it possible for it to become art?"

Miss White Wolf's expression became strange: "In theory, that's right, but, but..."

"But what?"

"Well, I intuitively feel that this is not right, but I can't figure out why. Maybe my thinking is limited by my own inherent thinking."

"So are you for or against it?"

"I don't know. I think I support it in general, because aesthetics is a very subjective thing. Although it's strange to appreciate the artistic beauty from real erotic works, it should be possible. There will definitely be people who claim that they can do it, but some of them really do it, and some of them pretend to do it."

"Anyway, you did it, didn't you?"

"I think so."

"That's fine."

Chapter 2023 Accidents and Turning Points 10-08-12 00:02:

In Ceylon's plan, the afternoon is another important time to explore.

This time the destination was an amusement park frequented by students. She bought two passes in advance that included a variety of entertainment packages, ready to relax.

The two entered the amusement park, and before they started choosing which activity to play, Ceylon received a call.

Miss White Wolf stood aside waiting for the other party to answer the phone. She noticed that Ceylon's face suddenly became very bad, and at the same time replied to the phone, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

"What's wrong?" asked White Wolf, with a vague premonition in his heart.

"It's Professor Herzog's call." Ceylon put down the phone and sighed helplessly. "Someone from the Royal Academic Committee is here. They need to meet with the editors-in-chief of the textbooks to discuss some academic planning issues. Since I'm in Victoria, there's no reason for me not to participate."

"Then go ahead." Miss White Wolf said with a smile.

"It's a pity that I can't go with you..." Ceylon gritted his teeth, "Actually, the amusement park is quite fun. Otherwise, you can just wander around by yourself."

"Yeah, go ahead. I can play by myself."

Miss Ceylon said she wanted to leave, but was still hesitating, and was pushed away by White Wolf. Miss White Wolf, who stayed behind, had never been to such a large-scale amusement park before, and while the novelty was still there, she tried a few of the well-received projects.

It's a pity that these excellent reviews are for ordinary people. They are basically thrilling experiences like roller coasters and high-speed Ferris wheels. They are too boring for her, who used to be a bounty hunter and is good at running high and low.

After playing a few things, she became unhappy. Moreover, since she had no partner, people kept coming up to chat with her, which accidentally affected the harmony of a couple. It seemed that she was stared at a few too many times, which made one of the girls jealous and she pulled her boyfriend's ear to the corner to quarrel.

Miss White Wolf felt increasingly uncomfortable, so she hurriedly left the amusement park, hailed a taxi, and planned to return to the National University.

On the way, she saw the Royal Guard Academy from the taxi window, and suddenly remembered that she still needed to recruit security specialists. The Guard Academy would have to come sooner or later, so she might as well take advantage of this opportunity to scout the area.

So she got off the bus halfway and went straight to the Royal Guards College.