From Wild Mage to Wizard King

After seeing that the spell was working well, Roland also reached out and put down the moon elf hanging on the shelf, and gently put it into the coffin.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he encountered a living prisoner among cultists.

In the previously destroyed altar, Roland did not find any living sacrifices. At most, he only saw some broken corpses of captives.

After placing the moon elf in place, Roland cast a spell into the coffin, and ice slowly grew out of the coffin, sealing the gap between the moon elf and the coffin.

Then, Roland put away the long sword, picked up the staff leaning against the wall with one hand, dragged the coffin with the other, turned around and left the underground prison.

Although the door to the basement was a bit small, it was a bit difficult to bring the coffin out through the door, but Roland didn't intend to stay here long, so he blasted the door open with a fireball.

"Bang!"

As the wood chips scattered, scattered flames fell to the door and burned slightly.

In the cold environment, these flames were powerless. After burning tenaciously for a while, they slowly extinguished.

Roland dragged the coffin out of the basement.

And just as he walked slowly out of the village, Hela was rushing towards Roland on the stairs going down the mountain.

She ran to Roland, silently glanced at the blasted room behind him, and asked in a low voice.

"Are there any more enemies?"

"without."

Roland shook his head, turned sideways to reveal the coffin he was dragging behind him, pointed at it and said.

"I found a sacrifice that hasn't been sacrificed by the cultists."

He paused and said in explanation.

"The door is too small."

Hela nodded, took the initiative to take the coffin, and said.

"I'll move it."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Roland smiled and handed the coffin to her, and then the two slowly walked down the mountain.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the cottage. Roland glanced at the dozens of corpses at the entrance and asked.

“Are these people the only ones squatting?”

Hela nodded, changed her hand to drag the coffin, and said.

"There are two priests of the first ring."

Roland nodded and continued on his way.

In less than twenty minutes, the two of them descended the mountain.

Roland took out the thick rope from the package with both hands and motioned to Hela with his eyes.

Hela nodded slightly, raised the coffin in her hand, and leaned against the chocobo.

Then, Roland tied the coffin with a thick rope and fixed it. After patting it to make sure it would not fall, he directly mounted the chocobo and said.

"Let's go."

Hela nodded and rode on the chocobo beside her.

Following two chocobo calls, the two left the small snow mountain.

Just like dealing with other strongholds, after the two people left a distance, a roaring explosion sounded from the mountain stronghold, completely destroying the cultist stronghold.

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Winter City, a prosperous coastal city, is also the capital of the Northland Kingdom.

Compared to sparsely populated cities in the North, Winter City is relatively lively.

Roland and Hela held the chocobo and moved slowly along with the flow of people entering the city.

Since the chocobo held by Roland had a coffin tied to it, other people around them also glanced at them curiously.

However, it was just a few furtive glances.

With constant help from kind-hearted people, especially after killing the high priest, Roland did not consume a lot of spell scrolls, and his financial situation continued to improve.

And now that he had the extra money, Roland naturally would not treat himself badly and bought several sets of decent clothes imported from Sinar for himself and Hela.

Although it is not particularly expensive and rare, for the common people around the two of them, it is still a luxury that they cannot afford.

Therefore, most of them did not dare to approach the two of them.

After waiting in line for almost half an hour, it was finally Roland and Hela's turn.

Because Roland and the two looked relatively respectable, and Roland rubbed a small ball of light with his hand, indicating his status as a transcendent.

Therefore, they were not in trouble and were released after simply paying the city entry tax.

Holding the chocobo in hand, Roland walked calmly along the busy street, while Hela beside him was not so calm.

Looking at the largest and tallest city in front of her that she had ever seen, she was also a little curious and looked around with her peripheral vision.

Listening to some noisy sounds around, Hela took a few steps closer to Roland and asked in a low voice.

"What are we doing here?"

"Change to a legal identity that allows you to move around."

Roland answered casually.

"This is the capital of the kingdom. Follow closely and don't get lost."

Hela nodded, pulled the chocobo beside her, and followed closely behind Roland.

Passing the occasional signposts on the road, the two of them walked deeper and deeper, and the flow of people around them also visibly decreased.

Hela looked at the tall and serious buildings around her, habitually thinking about how to block the door to prevent the enemies in the building from escaping.

"arrive."

Before Hela could think of anything, Roland suddenly stopped and said lightly.

After hearing Roland's voice, Hela immediately stopped her steps and did not bump into Roland.

She turned sideways and looked curiously at the building in front of Roland.

The building in front of me can be said to be completely out of place with its surroundings.

This is a building with light blue as the main body. Some vines and vegetation are spreading and growing on the building. Various fine carvings and beautiful carvings are distributed throughout the building.

Although Hela couldn't quite understand it, she could still perceive the beauty of the building in front of her.

On the side, Roland untied the thick rope and took off the coffin from the chocobo.

"Hela, you wait outside, I will be out soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Roland walked towards the building carrying the coffin.

In front of the building, two half-elf guards on the bright side were watching the two of them silently.

After seeing Roland approaching, a half-elf guard came over, looked at the coffin in Roland's hand with caution, and asked.

"Hello, this is the Moon Elf Embassy. Do you have an appointment?"

Roland gently gave him a standard elf greeting ceremony, trying to calm his vigilance, and then directly made his purpose clear.

"Hello, I encountered a seriously injured moon elf during an adventure. I was unable to treat him, so I had to visit the elf embassy here."

After speaking, Roland opened the coffin slightly, revealing the faint breath of life of the moon elf in the coffin.

The guard who had just slackened his vigilance because of Roland's politeness immediately changed his expression after hearing Roland's words and feeling the breath of the moon elf.

He subconsciously looked at the coffin.