"When I arrived, there was Ruina's shop in front of me. I'll follow their family's caravan to Niles Territory, and then maybe go home and rest for a few days. My home is in the city of Koyer, and then I may accompany my caravan to ......," Chrissy whispered.

Thor wanted to say that you don't have to go into such detail, after all, I can't travel that far to play with you.

But in the end he only listened in silence, looking at the shop with a high lintel in the light in front of him, which seemed to be a jewelry store, with people coming and going, and a carriage loaded with goods parked at the door.

"So...... Goodbye, I'm happy today, thank you. Chrissy gently kicked a small stone off the pavement.

"Well, I'm the same, I hope you'll be so happy every day in the future, goodbye. Thor nodded slightly.

After slowly taking two steps, Chrissy retreated to Thor's side.

"Actually...... If you are interested, you can come to our caravan to do things, you can start with ordinary guards. But don't be in a hurry, there will definitely be good room for development in the future. By the way, that friend of yours can come along, and that's okay. ”

Thor looked at the bustling sea of people and shook his head.

"Thanks, but still don't have to. There are very few thieves in the caravan escort, and I need to train myself again. And people like us who are wild are very difficult to do things in a proper manner, no matter what system they are in. ”

"That'...... Okay, then I'm really leaving. Chrissy was secretly frustrated when she heard Thor's answer, so she could only take another step, moving forward and looking back from time to time to see if Thor would change his mind.

Looking at her hesitant back, Thor laughed, clasped his hands around his lips and suddenly shouted.

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

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

Watching the brisk ponytail disappear into the sea of people, Thor began to walk back with a blank face.

People are so strange, when they don't know each other, everyone is just passers-by.

I understood it a little, but I was a little reluctant in my heart.

But what's the use of reluctance?

How many people in this world say goodbye and never see each other again in this life.

Walking through the crowd, Thor was thinking about buying something more when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Turning back suspiciously, Thor cast an inquiring look.

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

Tearing open the package, a magical illustrated book emits a mysterious glimmer in the dim lights of the street.

Thor sighed slightly in his heart, it seems that Chrissy's little bean sprout not only got a glimpse of his money bag, but also calculated it carefully.

"Thank you......" raised the illustrated book and shook it at the bustling crowd behind him, and the silent whispers drifted in the wind.

After walking around the market alone for a while, he finally waited for Shogues, who was tearing a string of strange black objects that were so black that he couldn't see the original material, and his steps were slow.

"It has been agreed that two caravans will go to Grey Curtain in the near future. ”

"I chose the smaller one, the movement of people in the wilderness is not so big, go tonight, report after four hourglasses. It's just that it's going to be harder, they don't have carriages, and everyone in the team has to carry a certain amount of goods on the road in addition to their guard duties. ”

Thor nodded, luck is not bad, it doesn't matter if it's hard, it's not easy to find a caravan along the way.

If you are just an ordinary person who has no ability to fight, sometimes you may not be able to get the qualification to join the team if you are unlucky, after all, the enemy in the wilderness often fights for group strength, and ordinary people are equivalent to just a drag.

"Did you do it?" Thor glanced at Shogues' dusty dress.

"It's definitely useless to just talk about strength, we have to let others know that we can kill something. But those first-order guys are really strong, if it weren't for the polite discussion, I guess I would have knelt a long time ago. Shogues slapped his hand on his body a few times.

Generally, a small caravan running a merchant in the wilderness will have a few first-order strength combatants to suppress the formation, but not all of them, otherwise the profit from a trip may not be enough to hire them.

Basically, idle caravans like Thor and Shogues would be more popular with smaller caravans than ordinary people, after all, they could fight and carry goods, and they could pay for their own food and lodging without paying any hiring fees.

"Why don't you find a place to rest and stay on the road tonight until tomorrow night. Hughes suggested.

"No need, let's go, I'll walk around with you twice and see what you want to buy. Saul put his arm around Shogues' shoulders.

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

The captain is a middle-aged man named Quinn who has a scar on his face and doesn't talk much. Regardless of indifference or enthusiasm, after introducing the two of them to their temporary teammates, he lowered his head and began to busy himself again.

At this time, it was almost time to set off, and no one mentioned it anymore when he saw Thor carrying a long sword behind his back, testing his strength or anything.

Thor and Shogues were quick enough to join the team, packing some of the goods on the wooden carts into cloth bags one after the other.

Furs, clothing, jaggery, and even a few finely made musical instruments. Thor took a general look, none of them were too valuable goods, maybe the real good stuff was on the captain's back.

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

Captain Quinn glanced back at the crowd and waved his hand.

Twelve people, four first orders, embark on a journey from Newtown to Grey Curtain Town.

Walking on foot was obviously much more arduous than riding in a carriage, but Thor and Shogues didn't care, and even had room to talk in whispers along the way. For them, such a journey is not even hardship.

They traveled overnight, and the next morning they arrived at the town of Logs, but they did not stop to rest.

On the night of the second day, a fairly flat wilderness clearing was found, and twelve men kept vigil in four shifts, one for each post.

In order to reduce the unnecessary load, the group did not even have a tent, and gathered each other to lie down on the ground, and the coat was covered on the body, and the real curtain was on the ground.

Until the fourth day, there was still some accident at night, and the team was bitten by six giant wolves.

Kicked twice in the ass by the Night's Watch while in their sleep, Saul and Shogues immediately rolled over and sat up.

Wolves are the most common enemies in the wilderness, and Thor knows that there are many categories such as wild wolves, snow wolves, giant wolves, fast-tailed wolves, and devil-horned wolves just by the surrounding areas of Grey Curtain Town.

Quietly took out the magic illustrated book and took a look, the giant wolf belongs to the beast class, the size is larger than that of ordinary wild wolves, more haunts the area near the water source, the strength and speed are balanced, and there is no obvious weakness.

Thor and Shogues teamed up to strangle one, and finally got over the addiction to fighting. There weren't many casualties, except for a minor arm injury.

Captain Quinn promised him that he would buy the wolves, and distributed two silver coins to each of them on the spot, except that the group had to help carry the six wolves back to the town.

Everyone was in a good mood, and the enemy was within the tolerance of the team, which became a sudden harvest.

After skinning and dismantling the bones of the six giant wolves, everyone quickly left the bloody wasteland. Everyone had an extra bag of burden on their shoulders, and from a distance they looked like a bunch of three-headed weirdos.

By the time we reached the night of the fourth day, the lights of Grey Curtain could be faintly seen flickering in the darkness in the distance.

While Thor and Shogues were on their way back, another group of men were on their way to Greycurtain.

The lord's son, Faith Agrlington, and the guard Warren sat in the rickety carriage with calm expressions, but Faith's stretched brow and occasional relief at the corners of his mouth betrayed his mood.

After the Skeleton Night Raid in Grey Veil, Firth left the territory and traveled to Niles' territory to participate in the second round of magical trials of the Mage's Guild.

The first round proved that he had the qualifications of an elemental affinity, and the second round confirmed that he was a fire affinity, which meant that he would soon become a true fire mage.

In this dark continent, magicians have a high status.

After the War of the Gods at the end of the Bright Calendar, the total population of the continent dropped dramatically, and the mage line was almost cut off.

Then, as hundreds of years passed through the Dark Calendar, the magic vein gradually revived and grew again.

In today's magic system, fire mages enjoy a revered status.

They are rich and proud, for the simple reason that they can make flames, which can be used in battles or to process cooked food, in addition to lighting fires.

It's not easy to become a magician, and it's even harder to become a magician who is good at fire.

Although the Magic Guild does not seem to have a high threshold for nominally recruiting anyone with strong mental power, they always have too many assessments and excuses to make things difficult.

Even so, every full-time magician is surrounded by a large number of mediocre magical apprentices and civilians, who have an extremely strong desire to enter the door of magic and change their social status to become a dazzling being.

Because of those vague hopes in their hearts, they are willing to wash and cook for the magicians all day long, or unreservedly sacrifice their bodies and everything they can give, and do their best to play the role of almost slaves.

There is no doubt that on the continent today, the Magic Guild is a symbol of power. Although the entire Southland is currently ruled by the Dark Council and the Mage's Guild, the Magic Guild still has a large part of the political system.

In order to consolidate this power, every mage in the guild must possess the ability to create flames. As for other realms other than fire, such as ice, earth, light, wind magic, etc., it is taboo.

There are too many mysterious powers hidden between all things, so everyone who is qualified to become a magician has a different ability to sense various magical elements, which means that there will be many differences in the path of magic cultivation.

Some people can create a powerful whirlwind, but that doesn't mean they can ignite a small cluster of flames out of thin air.

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

For other types of magic other than the fire system, whether it is studied or mastered, the Wizards Guild is strictly stifled, which has long been a clear rule on this continent.

Of course, if you are mainly based on fire-based magic, and at the same time you know a few tricks, as long as you have a certain status in the system of the magic guild and know a little about how to behave, everyone will turn a blind eye to this.

Many people with strong spiritual power are still unwilling to succeed in the fire, and try in vain to prove their strength through the in-depth study of alchemy, or through other magical means.

To fire mages, their existence is no different from that of heretics.

When it comes to eliminating dissent, fire mages never have any mercy. So the end of those who crossed the line was not difficult to predict, many people died on the way to study, and many others were sneaking across the taboo.