That year, Da Vinci's Mona Lisa had not yet revealed her charming smile. That year, Michelangelo's David had not yet stood in front of Florence's city hall. That year, Martin Luther's resounding 95 Theses had not yet shaken the Holy See. That year, the Ottoman Sultan who conquered Constantinople was watching over the entire Europa. That year, the distant new continent had just unveiled its mysterious veil. That was the moment when the long night was about to end! That's the eve of the brilliant dawn! That was the 'dawn era'!!
Chapter 883: Hometown of Fine Wine
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