Knight with Wand

Following the caravan on the Kingdom Avenue, Leon saw the ancient stone arch bridge across the river in the distance.

And the magnificent city outline surrounded by tall walls in the distance.

In any case, the three of them were shocked when they saw the first destination of this trip, and their faces got rid of the fatigue of the journey for many days.

Compared with the ordinary towns along the way, the most famous city in Falair Territory, which was called "Dragon Throat" by merchants, was very close to the Holy City of Rolandar, the hometown of the original owner.

In particular, the towering spire buildings that reached the sky from a distance reminded Lohak and Azerien of the Great Temple of Rolandar, which aroused a strong sense of homesickness.

Passing through the long stone bridge, crossing the wide tributary of the "Rushina River", and slowly queuing up with the merchants to enter the huge city gate.

However, the knights of the "Gray Fir Valley Territory" did not have so many privileges in the Falair Territory.

The officers and tax collectors at the city gate counted the number of people, horses and bags, and Leon and his two companions did not reduce the entrance fee.

According to the merchants who traveled with them on the road, unless the king came in person, even if you were the Duke of Westral, you had to pay a penny to enter the city.

Falayer always recognized money rather than people.

Everyone could only pay the money and enter the city honestly.

Then, what appeared before their eyes was a vibrant and prosperous scene.

Merchants from various countries dressed differently in the streets and alleys, and there were even merchants wearing Kantadars selling goods in the market, as if the two countries were not at war.

On the wide market streets, there were all kinds of stalls and shops, from exquisite cloth, blankets and jewelry to a variety of pottery and iron utensils, grain and spices, all kinds of goods were dazzling.

In the shops, travelers and vendors from all over the world were bustling, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining were very lively.

Passing by a jewelry store, Leon suddenly had the urge to buy some souvenirs for someone, but considering that money is needed everywhere, he suppressed this little extravagant idea.

Crossing the streets, the planning of the big city is good, much better than the living environment of his master. At least the filth Leon saw on the way from the east gate into the city is much less than that of Faroris.

Of course, it may also be that the Rushina River near Dragon Throat City has a higher cleaning effect than the river in Faroris City.

The mother river has raised generations of Orland people with shit and urine.

And the Orland people have fed their shit and urine to the mother river generation after generation.

Asked the address of the nearby Chamber of Commerce from a passerby, Lohak stayed outside the building to watch the horses, Leon and Azerian entered the hall and asked the staff in robes inside about the postal business.

".Three gold crowns?"

Leon's voice was a little high, this was ten times higher than the price he had asked from the merchants before.

"Respected Sir Pendragon, you have to consider that the routes that the messengers travel have been greatly changed due to the war in the central region, and price increases are inevitable."

The fat old man wearing small glasses behind the wooden window counter swiped a few times on the slide rule, not caring whether the country knight could understand it or not, and compared the calculation results of various expenses to him.

"Especially your letter, the destination is the farthest place in this batch, the price of three gold crowns is very reasonable, no matter where you are in Dragonmaw City, you can't find a place cheaper than ours."

Reluctantly, he took his companions to run to several more places that accept letter delivery.

Sure enough, as soon as the destination was stated, the postage they quoted was even more outrageous.

Sighing, he had no choice but to return to the original Chamber of Commerce, and Leon paid the money obediently with a painful face.

Leon walked out of the Chamber of Commerce, thinking that when he got the ransom in the future, he must reimburse the postage and travel expenses from it first, and then distribute the money to the people.

He went to find a hotel with his friends in a bad mood. Fortunately, the fresh things he saw along the way made Leon gradually forget the memory of being slaughtered.

He looked at the figures with double horns on their heads not far away, and he was amazed.

Those "horned people" were tall and strong, each of them was more than two meters tall, with thick necks, dark brown skin like mountain rocks, and pale hair.

Their facial features were sharp, their noses were high, their foreheads were thick, and their faces were like sculptures.

Of course, the most prominent feature was the pair of horns on their heads that were curved upwards.

Although I had seen humanoid creatures like wild goblins, those guys who were quacking were obviously closer to monsters.

Now I saw with my own eyes another truly intelligent race different from humans.

In particular, they also integrated into the noisy crowd around them very normally, and local city residents and vendors ignored them.

Only travelers from other places like himself would stop and look at those strange tall "horned people".

"Is that a demon?" Lohak stared at the tall figures going away with his mouth wide open.

Leon couldn't help but glance at his companions when he heard this.

After all, Lohak had been possessed by a real "demon", so it was a bit humorous to speculate on the races of those horned people.

"Do you know what race they are?" Leon asked another companion. The son of the noble was obviously much more knowledgeable than himself and Lohak.

"It should be Flores, also known as 'dragon blood people', 'dragon people', 'half dragon people'. It is said that their country is at the southernmost tip of the continent, even further south than the grasslands of the Uriah people.

I have only read about it in books, and today is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. "Azerien explained to his companions with the same amazement in his eyes.

"The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders." Leon sighed, wondering if these people would have a hard time sleeping on their heads. With those big horns, how high would the pillows be?

Unfortunately, after seeing those dragon people, they never saw other non-human intelligent races in the city.

Leon knew that there should be dwarves similar to his impression in this world.

"Heraen" means short people in Feru language.

Azerien said that the special steel for forging the thorn blade came from the hands of those dwarves named Heraen.

But in fact, according to what Azerien said, at least in the western part of the continent, Heraen had disappeared for hundreds of years.

Almost no one has seen those short master craftsmen again.

As for the elves in novels and movies in Leon's previous life, there are also similar elves in the folklore of Serian.

But that is already a legend closer to mythology.

Just like people in the tavern bragging about seeing dragons, it is illusory and not like the dwarves, there is no real evidence of their existence.

And the orcs.

The Serian side has always described the Kantardars and Uriahs as fanged, savage and brutal man-eating monsters.

But it was not until the Kantardar army really broke through Rolandar that the original owner, a civilian, saw that they were indeed savage and brutal, but they were also humans with normal facial features and limbs.

In Selva, Leon occasionally heard similar descriptions of the existence of barbarians outside the north of Orland from the children at home.

I just don't know if it is another human group abstracted in the conflict, or the real savage orcs.