Nesei turned her head, gripped the pointed hammer tightly, and looked at the warlock. He was very familiar with the expressions of fanatics, so he quickly put one on his face.
The warlock waved for him to come closer, and when Nese didn't respond, he chuckled.
Is he really smiling?
"Tonight. I want to see you in my temporary residence." The warlock touched the sapphire ring meaningfully.
"What? No. I have work to do."
Nese remained calm, but there was worry in her heart. He had seen a similar magic ring in Ufa Ufa. Could it be that he was reporting a message to Ufa Ufa just now?
"Then early in the morning." The warlock said nonchalantly. "It's three in the morning. Do you still have work?"
The star-helmeted soldiers and the blood-tanned warriors all looked at them. The apprentice at the front of the queue had nothing to do and became the best audience.
Nese realized that the slightest expression of hers would now be under their gaze. There may be many other eyes secretly paying attention.
"My Healing Game"
"OK."
He replied in the fewest words, "See you then."
The warlock waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
After finally getting rid of the guards, Nesse didn't feel relaxed, and she didn't even have time to think about the meeting more than ten hours later.
He had done some research on Semeran before coming here, and he knew that the trouble had just begun.
You have to be careful every step of the way.
Nese put the greasy dead frog on his shoulder, followed the other apprentices who returned from the hunt, and secretly observed the surroundings.
The avenue is lined with dirty taverns, hotels, workshops, and a few shops, and then leads to a noisy and chaotic market square.
The sky was scarlet than a drunk's face, the air was wetter than a drunk's urine, and the shop signs were full of incomprehensible names such as "Cut your throat" and "Devil's fart".
Women with exposed figures and unknown occupations danced wildly to the music on a small stage in the market. Someone followed suit and loudly played the piano and recited poems from the second floor. The person leading the piano kicked her down and hit her with a bang. Turn over a truck full of flowers.
The flowers fell to the ground and turned into shriveled insect shells.
Nese couldn't help but stop and look sideways.
The unlucky guy stood up, patted his butt, made standard space magic gestures, and muttered words to the owner of the goods.
As the mantra was recited, the truck obediently turned back upright, and the insect shell turned into a fresh flower again, automatically flying back into the ceramic vase turned into the monster's tail vertebrae.
The stall is restored to its original state.
The fallen mage hurriedly ran to pick up the piano under the stage and peeked up her skirt.
A woman's hand stretched out from the second-floor window and waved. Qin flew to the edge of the well thirty meters away like a cannonball and smashed it into pieces.
The whole room burst into laughter.
Nesse watched as the mage returned holding the fragments in a gray shape. I sighed secretly.
really.
These seemingly ordinary people are actually no ordinary people. Except for the apprentices who have not yet started their apprenticeships and the few desperate merchants, everyone is a spellcaster who goes their own way.
Outlaw Father Moran is not the kind of frail and innocent academy raised by the royal family——
After a hundred years of development, it has become a solid legal fortress, and it is also a city of spells with all five poisons.
The farce subsides.
Nesse turned right from the square and looked back at the top of the mountain commonly known as the "Empty Drawer".
Following the curve of the top of the Empty Drawer Mountains, there is a whole area of crimson castles, which is Upper Semoland.
Going to Semolan may be the real academy in the general sense. It is a place where real magic professors teach and impart knowledge, and where apprentices receive training and fight to the death.
There are six star observation towers connected to the six corners of the castle. The tops of the towers with prophetic magic are submerged in the infinite red mist that cannot be dispersed even on sunny days.
Slightly lower than the Star Observation Tower, the three three-sub round towers staggered every other one from the Star Observation Platform are where all the rare collections are located.
There are many semi-arc-shaped standard buildings in the three-zi tower. They are public places for various factions in the academy. The strongest ones get it. There is a thick circle of buildings of various shapes surrounding the castle. In addition to the escaped mages who have relied on their own abilities over the years, there are also adult spellcasters who have left their profession and stayed here to use their remaining talents.
There is another wall outside, next to a man-made river called "Yanzhan".
The two separate the boot-shaped Lower Semoland outwards.
Most of the apprentices' dormitories are on the west side, and are assigned to be guarded by special sun-helmet soldiers and war mages - otherwise, with the behavior of the Semoran mages, the still immature apprentices will inevitably not be captured and become a fleshy experimental carrier together with the wild boars.
The east side is divided into fine areas, which are scattered areas for various living needs and other mobile people. It's a mixed bag here, but the rules can still be summarized, mainly to compare the hardness of two things: the tongue and the head.
The data also mentioned that city defense, military industry, and breeding were all carried out underground.
In addition, there are cemeteries, burial places, eight chapels dedicated to different evil gods, a gladiatorial arena, casinos, theaters, and bathhouses. Everything you need.
Outlaw Father Moran.
If there are really followers of the illusory Featherless Ones’ doctrine on this continent, and traces of mysterious existences like Ruimu Gange, Lanlewin, and Nesis, they will probably appear in this land with a long history. The infamous "Pure Land".
Therefore, he knew that there was an undercurrent here, that Ufa and Ufa had set a trap for him to come, and he made up his mind that he must come.
…
After a short delay, the apprentice who followed him had gone to nowhere.
Nese found another apprentice who was holding an eel like a giant python to follow him.
After twisting and turning, you enter a trail heading east.
The information was not detailed enough, and after going all the way around, he actually had no idea where he was.
But no matter what, you must be as inconspicuous as possible when you first arrive. It is naturally best to follow the same apprentice in blue and do the same thing.
He walked into the street and observed for a while, and found that the shops on this street mainly recycle various items, and then he realized why there were fewer apprentices coming here - the income from hunting can not only be used to sell money, but also mainly used for food.
Especially eating.
He hasn't eaten anything since morning.
The giant dead frog on my hand began to smell fragrant, and the passers-by smelled unusually sweet.
An apprentice holding an eel enters a meat shop.
Nesai regretted slightly, but still followed in.
A minute later, he said goodbye to the frog, which looked more and more delicious, and walked out with six copper coins.
Three minutes later, he was sitting at the greasy wooden table of the tavern "The Sloppy Bottom" and found that a bowl of onion soup cost sixteen copper coins.
"Then I want a roasted whole cow," he said.
The owner of the tavern was wearing a red robe and looked kind-hearted. A professor actually sold wine here for "seventy gold coins."
"Are you trying to rob someone? How much money does a cow cost?" Nese frowned.
"Yes." The bar owner smiled.
Law outside the law. Nese thought.
"Forget it. Is there any cheap meat?"
"Roasted milk centipede, three silver coins each." The boss gestured the distance from his index finger to his little finger - he had no thumb, "It's so long."
"I want two hundred." Nese waved his hand listlessly and lined up the money on the table.
A vigorous figure passed by him.
"Just a cow. A gold coin." A gold coin was slapped on the table, and Winnie sat down opposite.
