Prosper is not only the name for the capital of Sivalier, but also refers to the entire area in the central and southern parts of the kingdom.
Common people who are proficient in Sivaliya will use different tones when referring to the Prosper region and the city of Prosper, while merchants and nobles will refer to it more in accordance with the Lamantic custom. Call it "Bull" - meaning beautiful city.
After the fall of the Laman Empire, the nobles of all sizes who failed in the civil war left behind a lot of things along the way when they fled westward. The precious imperial artifacts, scrolls recording history and even various magic items they took away from Aurora, Along the way, I kept selling and sowing many cultural seeds.
Many historians believe that the Silvaliers rose to become the most powerful nation on the west coast precisely because they were the first clan to come into contact with the spark of the Lamanites' remarkable civilization. It is not difficult to understand why this country, thousands of miles apart, is so similar to the Lamanites in terms of language pronunciation, some political structures, and even the nobility and the items favored by the people.
There are still many words in modern Siwaliya that are common to Lamani - for example, the dagger Henry is holding in his hand.
In Lamani and Shivaliye it is also known as "Graka."
Why Henry is holding a Graca will be explained later.
First, let's learn about this weapon.
Graca is the name of a typical Lamanite dagger. The standard form of Graka is shorter than the common one-handed swords now, but it is also wider. The pointed design with a square shield is suitable for poking at close range, but the widened blade part is also suitable for stabbing at close range. This makes it extremely effective in chopping.
Okay, now that you understand it, let’s start telling why the sage holds it.
To explain in one sentence, he is currently on a mercenary mission.
Well, the task was to test the work of a blacksmith from a small village in the Prosper region.
Just like other entry-level professions, lower-level mercenaries often receive some bizarre tasks. Compared with some tasks such as helping a certain man get flowers somewhere and giving them to a certain lady, what Henry and Mira are doing now is actually... somewhat related to the mercenary profession.
— if it weren't thrown into weird comparisons.
"Look, my work is indeed more cool, isn't it? This mercenary gentleman couldn't put it down when he looked at my sword!" There are two blacksmith shops, one of which has a lot of shoes hanging on it, the man using Siwa Lieye shouted loudly in Common with a thick accent.
He was about 25 years old, with a shaved head and fair beard, only covered with a pile of thick iron dust. When he shouted, his spittle flew everywhere, causing Henry, who was in the midst of "Can't Put It Down," to avoid his body slightly - this made Mira secretly laughed.
The girl also held a similar weapon in her hand, and when she chuckled like this, another bald and bearded blacksmith who was twice the age of the farrier and had a lot of farm tools hanging in his shop also responded tit-for-tat.
"What the hell! This little lady is, you see, she has qualified as a mercenary at such a young age, and she thinks my weapons are so cool that she keeps laughing from ear to ear!" The blacksmiths said. One sentence after another, the quarrel began to change into Shivariya, so Mira listened to their chattering and became more and more happy.
"..." The girl was a little helpless. Henry decided to take her away from the area near the more prosperous city-state of Prosper. Part of the reason was to stay away from the noble Jeremiah who had a conflict with them - and the rest, It is indeed as Henry explained to Benoit and the others that he wanted to train Mira.
It is true that various high-scoring and high-paying guild tasks can be obtained quickly closer to the mercenary guild headquarters, but that is not what Mira can currently complete.
If she wants to become a mercenary on her own, she must start from the smallest things.
The same goes for the mission of capturing wild boars that Alan and the others took on before, and the mission that he was later forcibly recruited to suppress bandits. Although she felt a little proud when she passed the mercenary test and obtained the brand, when she was actually carrying out activities as a mercenary, the girl only felt that she was a big vase.
Even the lowest level of her could not complete the real guild listing tasks as an effective combat force, so the two decided to first do something similar to assisting hunters in some smaller border villages. Basically, It can be regarded as a task for practicing.
Increase experience, although the reward is not much, but you can make a living and learn gradually.
This kind of task is actually what newly registered mercenaries and lower-level mercenaries do the most. The mercenary guild even regards it as a routine and writes it on the wooden board at the guild headquarters for everyone to read to serve as a teaching. In comparison On the other hand, those like Alan and others who want to take on more difficult and demanding guild missions have certain ambitions, or are simply young and do not have enough grasp of their own strength.
Coming back to the original point, so many people use it as the first step that it has become a routine. The local residents living in the Prosper area are naturally quite familiar with these adventurers with signs.
So when Henry and Mira entered this small village on horseback and caught the sight of the two blacksmiths who were arguing about whose work was better, they were naturally stopped.
A farrier and a farm tool blacksmith both aspire to be swordsmiths who can make weapons and armor, so they agreed to make a Laman style dagger that is very popular among the people of Sivalier, and then compete with each other. .
so so so so.
All in all all in all.
This is how our scene above appeared. Two blacksmiths selected Henry and Mira as reviewers respectively. However, the standards for evaluating weapons revealed the fact that they were not professional sword blacksmiths.
——Cool.
Yes, the standard they use to evaluate the quality of weapons is coolness.
The slender grip is carefully carved section by section, and the sword tail weight is dyed with gorgeous golden resin.
The hollowed-out Sivaliya language ingeniously carved on the blade reads "Born King" - as if this is the legendary holy sword of broken steel.
The appearance is extremely cool, but it is very difficult for you to really comment on which one is better.
This is not the kind of difficulty where everyone is excellent, but because both swords are terrible, so one must carefully study which one is worse.
After a lot of trouble, the two blacksmiths continued to make louder and louder noises. The residents around the village continued to do their own things as if they were used to it. The situation looked quite tricky, but this did not trouble Henry.
The sage stepped forward and took the hollow dagger from Mira's hand, then said "Hello" to the two blacksmiths to attract their attention, and then struck the two blacksmiths with a sword in their stunned eyes. He slashed hard at the thick wooden pillar next to him where things were placed.
"Crack-clang-" The sound of metal breaking and twisting was recalled for a moment, and the farm tool blacksmith's expression suddenly became distorted: "Oh my God." He looked at the weapon he had worked hard to forge with distress, and stood aside. The farrier laughed sinisterly, but Henry immediately raised the dagger he had forged.
"No -" the expression on the farrier's face, whose smile had not yet fully bloomed, turned into panic in an instant. He raised his hands and shouted loudly to try to stop Henry, but it was too late -
"Ding——Clang——"
Sparks flew everywhere, and this time it was the hilt that broke off. The intact blade fell to the ground, and the farrier's face became distorted.
"..." The sage showed an imperceptible smile. Mira looked at him with contempt, but she couldn't help but snicker.
"The important thing about weapons is practicality rather than coolness. Gentlemen, if you can work together, a dagger with your hilt and your blade will be a qualified dagger." Henry said As he spoke, the two people who looked at their works distressedly looked at him as if they were looking at demons.
The small leather pocket jingled, and the delay for a long time - mainly to listen to the two people arguing - was only a pitiful ten iron coins, but the two weapons that were easily damaged were also regarded as being against each other in another sense. Compensation for both ears.
After such a small episode, after replenishing supplies in this unknown village, Henry and Mira headed towards the western region of Prospel again. Their target is the hunting town of Pan-Lucian. This town is recorded on the wooden board at the Mercenary Guild Headquarters. It is famous for producing various expensive fur decorations. The Mercenary Guild marked it on it. One of the best training places for new mercenaries.
When winter approaches, ladies and lords and nobles always like to wear luxurious velvet cloaks, and the soft and warm fur of this small local fox named ring-tailed white fox has become the best cloak. Scarf making materials.
Even Mira can defeat the small fox, so there is no real danger. But at the same time, its nimble body and alert nature make it not so simple to get close to and capture it.
It's not overly dangerous, but it allows you to hone your skills and most importantly - make money.
Henry told Mira some things in detail on the way here, and the girl agreed that the two of them would stay here for a short period of time, sharpen and learn.
The mobility of the horses is quite high. Although the reins of the other horse must be fixed on the saddle of the one in front so they cannot run at full speed, the horses that started trotting on the flat section came very quickly. destination.
They let the horses go and checked in at the hotel. Since it was still daytime, the two of them did not sit idle and walked directly to the entrance and exit leading to the plain behind the town.
This place is quite far away from the foothills of the Tambur Mountains. Some shrubs and sparse woods that are not part of the Warcraft Forest are scattered throughout the scenery.
Autumn in Prosper is gray-blue, and it looks peaceful and leisurely without the howling winds of Ecasta.
Busy mercenaries ran past, almost all of them with green cards. Most people act alone, but there are also some young people who are with friends like Alan and others before.
Most people came back empty-handed with tired faces. Only a lot of older and more experienced people were carrying one or two ring-tailed white foxes.
Henry noticed that a large part of those who successfully hunted were untags. With their clothes, they were more like full-time hunters than mercenaries.
The basis for judging the difference between the two is quite simple. The mercenaries are all equipped with main battle weapons, such as one-handed swords or axes, and the same is true for the archers. In addition to the longbow and shortbow for hunting, hunters usually only carry a hunting knife for skinning, and they do not wear armor.
From these differences in clothing, the status of lower-level mercenaries in society can be seen to a large extent.
It is a difficult profession that involves fighting with opponents, occasionally suppressing bandits, and most of the time hunting due to livelihood constraints.
The vast majority of lower-level mercenaries will never have any real reputation in their lives. Weapons and armors cost money. If they are damaged in battle or hunting, they may lose money after a hard trip.
In the place where they stand now, there are these busy young or not young junior mercenaries coming in and out. How many of them will spend their lives doing nothing after this.
Henry thought about it leisurely, and stepped forward to look at the notice written on parchment on the wooden board at the entrance of the town.
"The Anse Air Chamber of Commerce purchased the ring-tailed white fox, each for 60 Danno. The more, the better." Mira was still illiterate, Henry read this, and then tilted his head to look down at her.
"It's a pretty good reward. Are you going to try your luck?" he said, and the white-haired Luo An nodded seriously.
