The Legend of Fatality

After leaving the dock, the flow of people gradually became sparse, the air became fresher, and the noise subsided. Although it was still squeezed, smelly and noisy, anyway Roger de Flo could breathe.

They walked across the neatly repaired wide square, decorated with plants and statues, and bright wooden signs hung on the doors of the surrounding houses-blue fish, pink pigs, bunches of purple grapes, large pieces Brown bread. Many tables and chairs are placed outdoors. People sit there basking in the sun, eating on shallow plates, and sipping drinks in green glasses.

Then they walked through the narrow alleys, and the wood and stone buildings were crumbling, almost touching their heads, leaving only a narrow blue sky above their heads. They walked a few wide cobblestone roads, surrounded by rushing crowds, and beside the road were rows of huge white buildings, and Roger de Flo watched them all in astonishment.

???? This is not a swamp, but the mist is hazy, here is not a forest, but it is opaque. In any wilderness, no matter how thick the fog is, no matter how dense the forest, Roger de Flo has never felt so completely confused. He was totally unaware of the direction of the boat when he came, even though it was less than half an hour after disembarking.

The towering building blocks the sun, everything around you is familiar, but so different. The jugglers that can be seen in other ports have become wandering mages here, and they are playing with this kind of spell in their hands to make it shine or change shape. Roger worried that the spells in their hands would suddenly get out of control, and explode some of them around to pieces.

???? But he was more afraid that he would be separated from Audric-Kaosus in the crowd, and would always lose his way, so he followed Audrick-Kaosus until he came to the open land- A magnificent avenue is far wider than any road he has ever seen. Both sides are high walls and white buildings behind the fence, surrounded by countless ancient trees.

???? "You said it was still in ruins more than ten years ago?" Roger de Flo asked at the two rows of ancient trees. "Did these ancient trees exist before?"

"No, at least not since I last came. I guess it's because of magic." Audlik-Kaosus said lightly, as if he blamed magic on all the strange things here.

Roger de Flo shook his head, but agreed with this statement. If the masters here can act as entertainers in street performances, then maybe they can release the spell as simple as ordinary people eat and drink.

The people on this avenue are also very different from the previous ones. They are dressed brightly and cut into strange and useless looks. The women here are almost not like humans-pale and thin, wrapped in glittering fabric, and flapping themselves with cloth stretched on branches in the hot sunlight.

???? Several elves who are striking because of their height are using their noses to talk to the mages wearing magnificent robes in front of them. Their faces are covered by a hood, and they can't tell who they are talking to. Neither side seems to care about the other's attitude. ...

Considering that the tempers of both are definitely not pleasant to the ordinary people, it is an eye-opener for Roger.

A dwarf in a fine silk jacket protruded out of the carriage arrogantly, yelling at the person who blocked the convoy, and the person in front quickly made a passage. Roger stared inexplicably at the coat of arms of the three towers on the carriage, wondering if the team belonged to a big man. But when he saw the passengers in the carriage, he became more puzzled. Most of the people sitting there are children who look like beggars, and only some young people in robes are talking to them.

???? "Where is this?" He yelled at Audlik-Kaosus. Even if the leader of the Seven-Port Alliance said they were on the moon, Roger would not be surprised.

???? "This is Central Avenue, the main avenue on Fatalin Island that connects all major cities! It passes through the center of Port Tutuga and leads directly to Fatalin City!"

???? "Fatlin City?"

???? "Fortresses, palaces and barracks, the government of Fatalin Island is located. The city of Fatalin is the heart of Fatalin Island and we are going there."

???? "Are we going there?" A group of robes, with open books and wolf badges on their chests, looked at Roger de Floy suspiciously with hostile young men, and Roger went to see To the castle on the hillside, which cut off the avenue. Everyone is here waiting to enter there. "They will let us in?"

???? "Oh, of course, although not necessarily willing."

Roger-De-Flo struggled through the crowd, surrounded by various carriages. Some of the most magnificent buildings in the distance had glass windows, and Roger recognized one of them—the shrine belonging to the manor of the ocean. Roger de Floe admits that even though he has seen many Manan temples, this temple in Port Tutuga is the most majestic and magnificent among them.

Roger-de-Flo saw a group of believers wearing the badge of the Mannen Church enter the temple through a side door with a group of beggar children who had apparently just got off the boat. Then Roger suddenly thought of a problem. Unlike all other terminals in the world, there are few beggars here, which is one of the reasons that makes Tatuga Port look so strange.

???? "Why did they bring the beggars to the temple? And what about the beggars on the carriages? And, why haven't I seen any child beggars in Port Tatuga?"

???? "En?" Audlik-Kaosus froze for a moment. It seemed that Roger would ask this question. He turned to look at the Temple of Manan, and then answered. "Although I haven't heard that Manaun shows mercy to beggars, especially those children, the Manaan church itself is very loose, and there are great differences between the temples. Perhaps the temples here are more kind."

???? "As for the carriages, I guess you are referring to the public carriages of Fatalin Island. Most of those children were bought from the slave market in Port Tatuga ...

Amencanon provided an additional purchase of goods to other ports ... merchants. "

???? "You mean a trafficker?"

???? "Part of it is a part of ordinary businessmen, it seems that a child can change one or a few silver coins."

???? "What do they want so many kids to do? Do experiments?" Roger asked with some anger.

???? "Experiment? No," Audlik-Kaosus shook his head and said lightly. "They will send these children, most of them orphans, to the caster academy. The magic academy similar to the Marnus Empire is only a lot lower than the magic academy."

???? "They sent beggars and orphans to the Academy of Magic? What to do? Teach them magic?" Roger de Flo can't believe it. "No wonder they have so many mages."

???? "Ah, in fact, yes. But most of their mages are because the wandering mages from all over the world have come here. Prohibited in other places, or will be sent to the torture rack. Many of them came here. For example, witches and necromancers. Also, corpses are allowed to be dissected here, so many doctors and scholars have come here to achieve it. "

???? "They allow blasphemy?" This information once again impacted Roger de Flo's brain. Although he has experienced too many battles, he has no sense of sacredness in the body, but publicly allows the dissection of the body Point, it seems that he has never heard of it in other countries. He could not help sighing. "It's a crazy country."

???? "Yes, but there are no beggars here and there may indeed be some other reasons."

???? "If you are in misfortune, then you are far more likely to become a slave than a beggar. Of course, if you must think that begging is more comfortable than being a slave. I think even the Fatalin Association will not do this in person. , But those necromancers, cadavers who do anatomy and do research do n’t mind the disappearance of a beggar that nobody cares about. I guess the Fatalin Association is probably happy to see this happen. "

????"really?"

"Who knows." Audlik-Kaosus shrugged.

????"can--"

???? "Give way!" Roger de Flo stumbled back to the wall, leaning against the wall, and Audric Caosus also stood beside him. The crowd separated, and a long line of people was escorted by heavily armed guards. Some of them are very young, almost children, and some are very old. They were all dirty and ragged, and they looked few healthy. Two are obviously lame, supporting each other, limping and trying their best not to fall behind. There was only one arm left.

When these people passed by, a passerby in a woolen sweater took a square scarf to cover his nose.

???? "Who are they?" Roger de Flot asked Audrick Caosus softly, "Are you a beggar?"

???? Audlik-Kaosus chuckled ...

: "It's a pirate."

Roger De Flo stared at them-dirty, lame, coughing, and even wearing no boots. "Pirate? Just them?"

???? "Oh, yes, I guess they chose the wrong target for looting. It is said that the person caught by the bloodsail pirate will even be sucked out of the bone marrow by smashing the bone." Audric Causus noticed Roger explained with a surprised expression. "Of course, it may just be rumors. I think the strongest of them may have been sold in the slave market ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ These people may be sent to the mine or hanged. They dare to rob the law The utilization rate of the Tallinn Association ’s pirates is quite alarming. "

Roger de Floo rubbed his temple: "Even if the strongest man has been sold, but these ... pirates, how dare to rob the merchant ship here?" Roger de Floo severely Shaking his head, "I suspect they can't even beat ordinary merchant ships."

???? "There is no shortage of idiots and arrogant people in this world." Audlik-Kaosus pointed to another bunch of smaller crowds, "Those are also pirates."

???? "Those?" Those are tall young men, all wearing red or bright green gorgeous uniforms, two of them wearing oversized hats. They wore swords--although they were too thin to look like swords--but they did have short barrel muskets around their waists.

???? "Of course, those people may not be able to fight, but are smart enough. Their identity here is a businessman, but when they leave with the goods, as long as they leave the sphere of influence of the Fatalin Association, they will be met. The unlucky eggs were eaten dry and wiped clean. Especially when they returned to this port. "

???? Roger De Floy looked frowning straight, his eyes moving between the two teams. The filthy beggar, the flashy crew, he couldn't tell which was more strange.

???? "Does the government here matter?"

???? "Occasionally, they are busy with other things. Moreover, these people can not pose a threat to them, and they can provide some cheap goods."

???? Well, Roger de Flo admitted that he really couldn't understand the ruler's idea here. It seems that everything here is different from the rest of the world, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is no difference.