Inside the light gate is indeed a small library.

The reason why it is said to be small is because the size of this place is only twenty or thirty square meters. Along the walls are rows of wooden shelves, on which books are sparsely placed. However, faint fluorescent flickering could be seen on each book, as if it was protected by some kind of witchcraft.

And there are even fewer wizards here, only two wizards standing by the wooden frame, flipping through the books as if no one was around.

"You're a wizard who just arrived, and you'd better wear your organization badge on your chest to avoid trouble!" the old wizard, who was sitting at a wooden table at the entrance of the Light Gate, reminded with a frown, putting down the book in his hand.

It seems that it is a public area, and the censorship of wandering wizards also exists!

It is conceivable that evil elements like the Two-Faced Wizards who are wanted by the Wizards of Scattered Tallinn are forbidden to enter the general public areas.

Grim took out a half-moon silver badge representing the Sarupo family from his storage belt and pinned it to his chest. The old wizard in charge of managing this place was slightly stunned when he saw this, and said slowly: "From the Sarubo family, you look very faced! Could it be that you are the fire demon that just appeared recently?"

Hearing the old wizard's words, the two wizards who were reading by themselves also raised their heads and looked at Grim carefully.

"What's the problem?" asked Grim, confused.

"Of course it's no problem!......" The old wizard hesitated for a moment, "I heard that your Sarubo family and the Mafia Association have a lot of trouble, and several wizards of the Mafia Association are also often active in Mota City, so you'd better be careful when you go in and out!"

Hearing that the old wizard was also kind, Grim smiled and nodded at him, and then strode to the nearest bookshelf.

I picked up a hard-shelled parchment book with a blue cover......

Gulliver's Travels.

It seems to be a journey recorded by a formal wizard, and although it does not involve any advanced knowledge and theory of witchcraft, some special monsters and plants described and recorded in the book still have a certain reference value.

The price of this book is 10 magic crystals.

Grim put it to the side.

Such books are not of much value, but it is also good to enrich the database of chips!

He picked up an ancient piece of parchment, which seemed to be the recipe for refining some kind of witch potion, which was highly poisonous. It's just that the refining process and material ratio, as well as the precautions are protected by a faint fluorescence.

Price: 400 Magic Shards!

Grim hesitated for a moment, then put it back again.

He had no plans to become a pharmacist anytime soon. Besides, this kind of physical poison formula doesn't seem to have much effect on wizards, so it's really not necessary to spend 400 magic crystals for this.

I picked up a number of books one after another, but most of them were extremely ordinary basic theories, and occasionally I found some improved models of witchcraft, but all of them were ridiculously expensive. This made Grim shake his head as he read, and walked through the library for most of it, only to pick out three books of some slight value.

This is also inevitable!

After all, this library is just a public library open to the public in the Wizarding Tower of Morta City. This is a place that only wandering wizards or cash-strapped people visit.

As for the knowledge that is truly valuable, it is apparently stored somewhere else, and is only available to members of the Wizarding Tower. Only duckweed, who has no roots like the Mafia Society, is willing to make this its headquarters and can take on some of the daily tasks of the Wizard Tower, can be regarded as an internal member of the Wizard Tower and become one of the defenders of the public area!

"Hey, boy from the Sarubo family, there seems to be a little girl looking for you outside......" came the old wizard's voice.

"Got it!" Grim came to the door with three books, handed over the magic crystal, and asked the old wizard to remove the protective witch ring from the books.

When Grim came out through the light gate, he saw Alice outside.

The apprentice, Torre, was absent and seemed to have been sent away by Alice.

"I've booked my tickets for tomorrow afternoon, and I'll stay at the Brusselland Hotel tonight!"

After this period of contact, Alice seems to have accepted her fate and is no longer as full of temper as she used to be. And once she calms down, with the smart mind of the quasi-witch, she can also help Grim solve a lot of unnecessary troubles!

Following Alice to the inn, Grim ordered the waiter to bring food and drink into the room. And he quickly included the contents of the three books into the chip database, and then continued to study those extremely strange otherworldly runes.

After receiving the old wizard's warning and reminder, Grim also put away his plans to wander around Mota City, and stayed in the inn without leaving an inch.

That is, until Alice and Kirby come over to remind him that the boarding time is approaching!

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When Grim arrives at the Mota City dock with Alice and Kirby, a flying ship similar to the last one is slowly landing on the verdant lawn of a high ground.

There were no hot air balloons, no propellers, and the golden light shone on the flat bottom of the flying boat, and a looming witch array was stimulating the unstable air current, supporting its smooth fall.

The last flying ship Grim was on seemed to be a pointy-bottomed ship, which was obviously not as large as the flat-bottomed cargo in front of him.

Near the high platform, there is a crowd of people.

Horse-drawn wagons laden with goods were already waiting here, and a large group of sturdy coolies were humming and shouting to carry the goods out of the cabin first, and then to carry new goods.

On the lawns around the heights, some people in wizard robes were chatting leisurely, seemingly waiting to board the ship.

In less than half an hour, the goods were unloaded.

So, the sorcerers who were passengers and some guys dressed as nobles also began to board the ship, standing on the edge of the railing and waving down frequently.

There were shouts and cries coming from the lawn under the boat.

Soon, as the energy fluctuations of the witch array at the bottom of the ship gradually increased, under the wrapping of strong wind particles, the flying ship shook lightly and left the ground.

Looking at the gradually rising flying ship, in a wooden house in the distance, the two wizards were looking at this side with fierce and fierce eyes, with strong unwillingness and resentment in their eyes.

"My lord, just let him go?" said a middle-aged wizard with a thin face.

"What else can I do if I don't let him go?" the other wizard was the president of the Black Hand Association, the Green Dwarf Pyro: "This is Mota City, and it's not our turn to take charge yet! That old fellow has warned me that if I dare to kill the visiting wizards in Mota City, they will refuse to give us shelter again! At that time, the poisonous loach of the Sarubo family is afraid that it will swallow us!"

"This guy called the fire demon is also very alert, and he actually hid in the inn without getting out, and some of the plans we secretly arranged fell through. Did he get some rumors?" the skinny wizard was still indignant.

"I already know this! It seems like the old guys are doing it. They secretly warned that kid!" Pyro had a vicious glint in his eyes.

"My lord, you should be careful in the organization!" the thin wizard hesitated, "I heard ......"

"What did you hear?"

"I heard that there is already an organization in contact with Fei Nan and Warier!"

Pyro was shocked when he heard this.

It took him more than two hundred years to win over the six first-order wizards in the organization, and the loss of one of the strongest Maislan some time ago was enough to make his heart ache. If the remaining wizards were to take advantage of the Black Hand Association's momentum to pull a few more away, how would the Pyro family of his dreams be realized?

"What have you heard? Tell me more about ......."

The two wizards put their heads together and began to talk in a low voice.

Grim, who knew nothing about all this, was standing on the edge of the ship, silently looking down at the scenery below.

The flying ship rises higher and higher, and everything on the ground becomes smaller and smaller.

It was the majestic wizard tower, which was originally towering into the sky, and now it seems to be a little thinner, like a thick cigar inserted in a large cake.

The area where Mota City is located, when viewed from above, reveals the gray-white ground and colorful buildings. Around the city, there are large golden wheat fields and square-like human villages and towns. A little farther on, there are rolling green forests and gray paths like sheep's intestines.

The path opened up by human beings is winding and twisting, and from time to time some more delicate forks in the road. From a distance, these gray paths look more like blood vessels growing in the green forest.

As the flying ship continued to rise, the temperature around it began to drop significantly, and the cold wind whistled and blew, making people shiver.

Such a small problem certainly bothered a wizard, and as a faint red glow appeared on his body, Grim warmed up again.

Since choosing the Flame Mastery, the elemental particles of the rest of the lineage have basically begun to repel Grim. This also indicates that it is difficult for Grim to successfully release other lineage elemental witchcraft with his own strength, and can only go to the dark on the path of fire!

Luckily, there are still magic wands in the world. A wand enchanted with water-making will keep Grim from dying of thirst in the desert, and a wand enchanted with flying will save him from falling from the sky.

If it really doesn't work, he still has some golems of different shapes and types in his belt to use.

So even if he is high in the air at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, Grim never worries about his safety.

The scenery under the ship soon became accustomed to it, and it was no longer easy to attract Grim's attention. So, he turned his gaze to the deck of the flying ship.

The nobles had apparently been unable to withstand the cold of the heights, and had already made their way back into the cabin, and all the wizards who could remain on the deck were wizards. And each of them is shrouded in a faint fluorescence, and they obviously have their own means of warding off the cold.