Son of the Olden Days

"I'm here, and the shop in front of Ryanna's house. I will follow their family caravan to Niles Territory, and then maybe go home and rest for a few days. My house is in Coyère City, and then I may accompany my own house. The caravan goes to..." Chrissy has been whispering.

Saul wanted to say that you don't need to be so detailed, after all, I can't run so far to come to you to play.

But in the end he just listened in silence, looking at the shop with a high lintel hidden in front of the lights. It seemed to be a jewelry shop, with people coming and going, and there was still a carriage for loading at the door.

"Then...bye, I am very happy today, thank you." Chris gently kicked a small stone away from the road.

"Well, me too, I hope you will be so happy every day from now on, goodbye." Saul nodded slightly.

After two steps slowly, Chris backed back to Sol.

"Actually..., if you are interested, you can come to our caravan to do things, you can start with ordinary guards. But don't worry, there will definitely be good room for development in the future. By the way, your friend can also come together ,it does not matter."

Sol looked at the crowds and shook his head.

"Thank you, but it is not necessary. There are generally very few thieves' positions in caravan guards, and I need to exercise myself. Moreover, it is difficult for wild people like us to behave under any system. Do things."

"Then... well, then I'm really going." Chris heard Saul's answer and was a little frustrated, so she could only take a step forward and look back from time to time to see if Saul would do it. change one's mind.

Seeing her hesitating back, Saul laughed, and suddenly shouted with his hands folded around his mouth.

"I allow you to dream about me, but only once a week."

Chris in the crowd suddenly stiffened, and finally ran away with her face covered.

Seeing that bundle of brisk horsetails merged into the crowd and disappeared, Saul started walking back blankly.

People are so strange, when they don't understand each other, they are just passing by.

I understand a little bit, but I feel a little bit more reluctant in my heart.

But what is the use of reluctance?

How many people in this world say that goodbye, they will never see each other again in this life.

Walking through the crowd, Saul was thinking about what he needed to buy, when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

Looking back suspiciously, Thor cast an inquiring look.

"A very beautiful and temperamental lady asked me to pass it to you." A middle-aged man in ordinary clothes handed over a wrapped square object.

Unpacking, a magical illustration book exudes a mysterious gleam in the dim yellow lights on the street.

Saul sighed slightly. It seems that Chrissy's little bean sprout not only caught a glimpse of her purse, but also calculated it carefully.

"Thanks..." He raised the picture book and shook the crowd behind him, whispering silently in the wind.

After walking alone at the market for a while, finally waiting for Shuggs, the guy tore a string of strange objects that were so dark that the original material could not be seen, and his footsteps slowly moved slowly.

"It has been negotiated. Two caravans will go to Grayscreen Town in the near future."

"I chose the small one. The movement of people in the wilderness is not that big. I will leave tonight and report after four hourglasses. But it will be a bit harder. They don’t have a carriage. Everyone in the team has to bear the responsibility of guarding on the road. A certain amount of goods."

Sol nodded, luck is not bad, it doesn't matter if you work hard, it is usually not easy to find a caravan along the way.

If you are just an ordinary person with no fighting ability, sometimes you may not be able to qualify for the team if you are unlucky and pay money. After all, when encountering enemies in the wilderness, you often fight for group strength, and ordinary people are equivalent to just a drag.

"Did you do it?" Saul glanced at Shuggs' dusty clothes.

"It's definitely useless to say something like strength, just let others know that we can kill something. But those first-tier guys are really strong, if it weren't for politeness, I would have kneel already." Si slapped him a few times.

Generally, small caravans that run merchants in the wilderness will have a few first-tier combatants oppressing them, but not all of them, otherwise the profit of one shipment may not be enough for the employment costs.

Basically, idle team members like Sol and Shuggs will be more popular with small caravans than ordinary people. After all, they can play and carry goods, and they do not need to pay any hiring fees for board and lodging.

"Why don't you find a place to take a break? You won't be able to close your eyes until tomorrow night on the road tonight." Shuggs suggested.

"No, let's go, I'll walk around with you two times to see what you want to buy." Saul put his arms around Shuggs's shoulders.

After the wandering, the two found a small restaurant to settle the dinner, and then arrived at the caravan gathering place on time.

The captain is a middle-aged man named Quinn with scars on his face, and he doesn't talk much. It's hard to talk about indifference or enthusiasm. After taking Saul two to introduce to the temporary teammates, he bowed his head and started to work on his own affairs.

At this time, it was almost time to start, and when he saw Thor carrying a long sword behind his back, no one mentioned anything about his strength.

Sol and Schugs joined the busy team with vision, and packed some wooden carts with cloth bags in turn.

Fur, clothing, raw sugar, and even a few crudely crafted musical instruments. Sol took a general glance, and they weren't too valuable goods, maybe the real good things were on the captain's back.

The cumbersome and trivial goods were quickly packed, and each shook the cloth bag over his shoulder.

Captain Quinn turned his head and glanced across everyone one by one, then waved his hand.

Twelve people, four first-tier, embarked on the journey from New Town to Gray Screen Town.

Walking with feet is obviously much harder than riding in a carriage, but Sol and Shuggs didn't care, and there was even room to talk in a low voice along the way. For them, such a journey is not even hardship.

After rushing through the night, everyone arrived at Yuanmu Town in the morning of the next day, but they didn't stop to rest.

In the night of the next day, I found a fairly level wilderness area, and the twelve people were divided into four guards to watch the night, each with one rank and one rank.

In order to reduce the unnecessary load, the group didn't even have a tent. They gathered together and just lay down on the ground, with their coats over their bodies, and they were truly on the ground.

Until the fourth day, there was an accident in the night, and the team was bitten by six giant wolves.

When the night watchman kicked two feet in the **** while sleeping, Saul and Shuggs immediately turned over and sat up.

Wolves are the most common enemies in the wilderness. Sol around Grayscreen alone knows that there are wild wolves, snow wolves, giant wolves, fast-tailed wolves, magic horned wolves and other complicated classifications.

Quietly took a look at the magic illustration book, the giant wolf belongs to the beast category, the body is a circle larger than the ordinary wolf, and it is more frequent in the area close to the water source. The strength and speed are balanced, and there is no obvious weakness.

Thor and Shuggs strangled one, and finally got over the addiction to fighting. The team didn't have much casualties, but one person suffered a minor injury to his arm.

Captain Quinn promised that he was willing to buy these giant wolves, and each distributed two silver coins on the spot, but everyone had to help carry the six giant wolves back to town.

Everyone is in a good mood, and the incoming enemy is within the range of the team's tolerance, which is a sudden harvest.

After skinning and dismantling the six giant wolves, everyone quickly left the **** wasteland. Everyone has a bag of burden on their shoulders, looking like a group of three-headed monsters from a distance.

By the time I walked to the fourth night, I could already vaguely see the lights of Gray Screen town flickering in the distant darkness.

When Sol and Shuggs embarked on the return journey, there was another group of people on their way to Grey Screen.

The lord's son Feith Jaglinton and the guard Warren were sitting in a swaying carriage, with calm expressions, but Feith's stretched brows and the occasional ease of passing the corners of his mouth still betrayed his mood.

After the night raid on the skeletons in Grayscreen, Firth left the territory and went to Niles's territory to participate in the second round of magical trials of the Wizards’ Guild.

The first round proved that he has the qualifications of elemental affinity, and the second round confirmed that he is a fire-type affinity, which means that soon he will become a true fire-type magician.

On this continent flooded by darkness, magicians have a high status.

After the war of the gods at the end of the Guangxi calendar, the total population on the continent dropped sharply, and the line of magicians was almost cut off.

Then, as the dark calendar passed for hundreds of years, the magical vein gradually recovered and renewed its strength.

In today's magic system, fire magicians enjoy a respected position.

They are rich and proud for a simple reason, because they can create flames, and besides illuminating fires, flames can also be used for fighting or processing cooked food.

It is not easy to become a magician, but it is even more difficult to become a magician who is good at fire.

Although the magic guild recruits anyone with strong spiritual power in name, the threshold seems not high, but they always have too many excuses for assessment and making things difficult.

Even so, every full-time magician is still surrounded by a large number of mediocre magic apprentices and civilians. They are extremely eager to step into the door of magic and change their social status to become a dazzling existence.

Because of the vague hopes in their hearts, they are willing to wash and cook for the magicians all day long, or dedicate their bodies and everything they can give without reservation, and do their best to act like slaves.

There is no doubt that in this continent today, the Magic Guild is a symbol of political power. Although the entire Southern Territory is currently governed by the Dark Council and the Wizards’ Guild, the Magic Guild still occupies a large proportion of the political system.

In order to consolidate this right, every magician in the guild must have the ability to create flames. As for areas other than flames, such as ice, earth, light, wind magic, etc., they are taboos.

There are too many mysterious powers in all things, so every person who is qualified to become a magician has different sensitivity to various magic elements, which means that there will be many differences in the path of magic.

Some people can create a powerful whirlwind, but it does not mean that he can ignite a small cluster of flames out of thin air.

No matter who it is, even if he has a strong mental power, if he can't show the ability to control flames, it is naturally impossible to gain the approval of the Wizards Guild to become a wizard.

Regarding other types of magic other than the fire type, regardless of whether it is researched or mastered, the Wizards Guild is strictly stifled. This has already formed a clear stipulation in this continent.

Of course, if you focus on fire magic, and at the same time have a few tricks of different types, as long as you have a certain position in the magic guild system and have a little understanding of life, everyone will turn a blind eye to this.

Many people with powerful mental powers are still unwilling to catch fire after failing, trying to prove their power through in-depth research in alchemy, or through other methods of magic.

For fire magicians, their existence is no different from that of pagans.

When it comes to excluding dissidents, fire magicians never have any kindness. Therefore, the outcome of those who cross the boundary is not difficult to foresee. Many people died on the way of studying, and many others were sneaking across taboos.

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