Broad World

The weather in early October has gradually cooled down, and the slightly cold temperature can't stop the merchants' enthusiasm for trade. Along the way, Henry has seen at least six waves of caravans passing by him. He tugged on the hood vigorously, covering his hair and eyes as much as possible. From the eyes of the caravan guards just now, it can be seen how attractive his current appearance is. That's not good news for a low-key mage who aspires to be a low-key mage.

When he was about to reach Belgost, he heard a commotion ahead. The truck was sidelined by the opponent. The two caravan leaders were arguing fiercely, and the guards were at war. What's going on, this place is at the gate of the town. Aren't they afraid of attracting flame fist mercenaries? Henry didn't quite understand the thinking of these two businessmen. Forget them. Just as Henry was about to pass through the crowd, he saw an acquaintance.

"Molian, why are you here?" Henry shouted to a woman holding a crossbow who was confronting a mercenary. The woman turned around and looked at the mage in front of her in doubt. Hell, that's when he remembered. The last time I saw her was blonde hair and blue eyes.

After taking off the hood, he smiled at the businesswoman. "It's me, Henry. My hair and eyes have been permanently changed in color by magical experiments."

"Oh my god, you have really changed a lot." Molian looked very surprised.

"What's going on here, are you fighting with other caravans?"

"Oh, they are people from the Iron Throne, and they want to increase the allocation of iron ore in Nasika. Since last week, small miners in the surrounding area have been banned from trading with us. After bumping into each other here, it becomes That's it." After speaking, the businesswoman shrugged and spread her hands.

"Okay, I'll see if I can get them to compromise with each other. If a fight here draws the attention of the guards, you don't have to leave today. Let's go to the dungeon in the town and spend the night together." Henry felt that since he saw it, he would help Bar. At least someone gave me a letter of recommendation.

He passed through the encirclement without hindrance and came to the leader of the spiritual position. Dressed like a mage, the guards did not dare to stop him easily. Most of the mages are generally of high status, and their tempers are not good. The mercenaries don't want to cause trouble for themselves.

"Two gentlemen, please be quiet and listen to me." After using a phantom sound, the two men stopped their quarrel and turned their heads to look at the mage.

"Mr. Iron Throne, what is your name?" Henry asked.

"Tas, you can call me Tas. Mr. Mage." The leader of one of the caravans politely answered Henry's question.

"This gentleman from the Seven Suns Merchant Alliance, what's your name?" He turned around and asked a bald, fat man.

"My name is Enge," the fatty replied out of breath. It seems that the quarrel just now made him very angry.

"Okay, two respected gentlemen, you can't decide the business strategy of your respective chambers of commerce. The quarrel here is meaningless. If there is an incident here, the Flame Fist mercenaries in Weapon Town will be very happy to grab you all, and then A hefty fine of gold and a night in a dungeon. You've lost both money and time. How can a successful caravan leader allow that to happen."

"Mr. Master, what you said, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Iron Throne. At the same time, I apologize for my language offense just now." Tas immediately made a statement.

"I also apologize for my aggressive language just now, thank you for your mediation, respected mage." Fatty obviously understood his situation.

Henry nodded in satisfaction and said, "Since the two gentlemen have reconciled, I will take my leave." After speaking, he walked back to the businesswoman.

"Wow, I didn't expect that you could reconcile two people who were so quarrelsome with just a few words." Molian looked at him with a little admiration.

"Their caravan is engaged in food-related businesses, and you are engaged in magic items and gems. There is no serious conflict of interest. The competition of the chamber of commerce has not affected this aspect. The reason for the quarrel is just a dispute between emotions. Just let them understand Continuing to quarrel will cause unnecessary losses, and a shrewd businessman will immediately stop and reconcile." Henry explained to the businesswoman.

"Molian, let's go." En Ge shouted to the two chatting behind. The businesswoman hurriedly followed the caravan and shouted back, "Goodbye, Henry."

Henry waved at her, turned and entered Belgost. It was already dark when Henry came to his door, he stepped forward and knocked on the door gently.

"Who, who is knocking on the door." The mother's voice came from the room.

"It's me, Mom."

"My God, Henry, you are back." Opening the door, the mother quickly gave Henry a hug. "Welcome home my child. What's the matter with your hair and eyes." The mother asked after noticing Henry's strangeness.

"It was caused by a magic experiment. It just changed some pigments in the body. It didn't cause any harm. Don't you think my hair color and pupils are much better now than before." Henry said to his mother with a smile.

"My brother's hair is indeed much prettier than before." Little Lolita ran out of the room and commented on her brother's new hair color.

Henry smiled and picked her up and put her on his shoulders. "It seems that our little Lina is more discerning."

"You two brothers and sisters will always sing together, a pair of mischievous ghosts." The family of three walked into the room talking and laughing. After dinner, my mother asked, "Did you come back this time to complete your magic studies?"

"No, I came out this time mainly to help the teacher deliver two letters. I passed Belgost and stopped by the house to have a look. Is there enough money at home?" Henry replied while teasing his sister with magic tricks.

Lily smiled. "Enough. You didn't even spend a fraction of the gold coins you left last time. How long are you planning to stay at home this time?"

Henry thought for a while and said. "Just tonight, and leave tomorrow morning after seeing Kegan."

"Okay, I'm going to boil water for you to take a bath now. Have a good rest at night." The mother was also very helpless about her son leaving home for a long time, after all, this was his life.

"Brother, you promised to teach me magic." The younger sister immediately quit when she heard that her brother was leaving tomorrow.

Henry took out a common language textbook from his Qiankun bag and gave it to his sister. "This is a book that teaches people to read and write the common language. You must learn the words in it before you can learn magic. You study hard at home, and ask Grandpa Cagan if you don't understand." Most people in this age It is illiterate who can only speak the common language and cannot write. If you want to help your sister become a mage, let's start with the most basic word recognition.

The night passed quickly and the sun rose again. The noisy town has awakened again, and the heavy hammer blacksmith shop has been well received by adventurers from all over the world since its opening. The exquisite craftsmanship of dwarf blacksmiths is much better than the mass production quality of Thor Blacksmith. The first thing Cagan does after waking up every day after breakfast is to break open the sealed stove and push in the tong pan filled with ore. Whenever I see a furnace of molten iron flowing out of it, exuding bright red and scorching heat, I feel sincere satisfaction.

After several months of training, the two apprentices were able to start making some simple blanks by themselves. This made the old dwarf's workload a lot easier. I really miss when Henry was studying here. It would be great if all the apprentices could learn to forge high-quality weapons in a month like him, Cagan thought to himself.

After waking up the apprentice, the dwarf opened the gate himself and sprinkled water on the ground. Suddenly, he found a person walking across the street. His silver hair fluttered casually in the wind, and his silver eyes shone with wisdom and firmness. "Henry? Is that you Henry?" Cagan dropped the pot and ran over quickly on his short legs.

"Of course, my old friend," he said, hugging the dwarf. "Oh, you've become a little heavy recently, you must have drunk too much alcohol." Henry teased the team of dwarves and said.

"Haha, I have gained some weight recently. By the way, what's the matter with your hair and eyes."

He shook his head helplessly and explained to the dwarf how to fool his mother. "I just came to see you and then go."

"In such a hurry? Where are you going?" Cagan asked.

Henry smiled and said to his lover: "Candlekeep, my mentor asked me to deliver a letter there. By the way, I will study there for a few days. The knowledge there is world-renowned."

The dwarf stroked his beard and said to Henry, "Then you should go quickly. From here to Candlekeep, you have to cross the Avenue of Lions. It hasn't been very peaceful there recently, and wild wolves often come and go."

"You forgot again, I am a druid. Ordinary beasts will not attack me unless they are extremely hungry. Goodbye Cagan." After speaking, he left Belgost along the main road.

When passing the three-way intersection of Coastal Avenue, I found that there were some more patrolling guards here. After asking, I found out that after the cargo convoy was attacked last time, the Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate held an emergency meeting. The council voted to strengthen patrols in this area to combat bandits, beasts and monsters.

Continuing west, it didn't take long to enter the Lion Avenue. He kept walking along the main road, and arrived at Candlekeep when it was almost dark.

Strictly speaking, Candlekeep was built on a small island, and only a narrow road connected it to the mainland. The huge city wall surrounds the entire island, and there is actually an urn on the city gate. This is a sanctuary of knowledge, where books are more precious than people.

When he came to the city gate, he handed over the book he had prepared in advance to the guard. After checking it, he confirmed that the book was worth more than 1,000 gold coins before he was allowed to enter. After entering Candlekeep, Henry decided to find a hotel to stay. After questioning the patrolling guards, he came to the Candlekeep Inn located northwest of the fort. The name is very vulgar, but I can't control that much. —————————————————————————————————

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