The trade routes in the Black Forest are safe passages that countless wizards have explored with their lives for thousands of years.

But after all, this so-called security is only in a relative sense, and no one can guarantee absolute security.

After all, most of the forest roads are in the gaps between the territories of some powerful monsters, and monsters can't exactly follow the boundaries of the map when hunting. Therefore, once you encounter high-level monsters during the journey, the loss of some goods and resources is still a trivial matter, and often an entire caravan will mysteriously disappear because of this.

Therefore, as the guardian witch of the caravan, every time she leaves the clan, it becomes a must to pay a special visit to the wise man or prophet of the clan.

Although most of the wise and prophetic are not of high rank, even the high-ranking witches dare not take their 'advice' lightly. After all, that's an important reminder for your own life!

I don't know if it's because of the blessing of the dark witch sage, or because there are too many candidates for the Witch of Destiny in the team, and the caravan led by the witch Kara has had a smooth ride. Although some wild monsters were attacked during the journey, they were still within the control of the witches.

So, after a long journey of 87 days, the caravan finally got out of the area covered by the Black Forest.

The blue-white path gradually began to widen, and many forks in the road stretched in different directions. On the way, the flow of people gradually increased.

When I first left the Black Forest, I encountered most hunting teams dressed as mercenaries. Apprentice witches can be seen in each team to a greater or lesser extent. And when they saw the caravan, they waved their hands to salute these warriors who dared to cross the Black Forest.

It can be seen that when it comes here, the atmosphere of the witches of various factions is still relatively harmonious. At least in the communication of the low-ranking witches, Grim did not notice any signs of hatred and filth in them.

From the moment they crossed the Black Forest, they set foot in the territory of the Northland witches.

The first city they were greeted in was Dean City, which was run by the Witches' Council.

Dean City is not affiliated with any of the witch branches, but is a city directly administered by the Witch Council, somewhat similar to the public cities in the middle of the continent.

Here, all witch factions are subject to the administration of the Witch Council and cannot disobey the decrees of the Witch Council. As for the city's administrators, they are drawn from the various witch factions and take turns to sit here.

And the manager of Dean City in the past ten years is a third-order witch from the Pain Witch family.

Before entering Dean City, the lone witch jumped out of the carriage and left the caravan without looking back. And a moment later, the pair of witches and wizards who claimed to be brother and sister also secretly left the group.

Looking at the direction they left, not much different from the witch's route, one can imagine what will happen next.

The dark witches in the caravan saw this scene and shook their heads for the first witch to leave.

As long as she remains in the caravan, the Dark Witch has a duty to help her out of contractual considerations. Even if they enter Dean City, in the land directly under the jurisdiction of the witches, it is strictly the wizards who kill each other. So her safety will also be guaranteed to a certain extent.

But she left alone, and she also 'brought' the pair of brother and sister wizards away. What will happen next can be imagined by everyone with their eyes closed.

Hmph, a candidate for the Witch of Destiny who can't get the favor of fate, if you're dead, you're dead!

But the most unexpected thing for them was that just near the entrance to Dean City, the last remaining pair of witches and wizards also said goodbye, and then blended into the bustling crowd and left.

Ignoring the strange gaze behind them, Grim and Alice did not enter Dean City, but followed the city wall to the west, then to the north, and followed the road towards the hinterland of the Northland witches.

As he walked, he could vaguely hear the whispered conversation between the two.

"Why don't you go into Dean City, don't you know that those three guys are waiting for us outside?"

"They are waiting for us, why don't we wait for them! If they really dare to come, let's beat them to the ground! Anyway, your fighting skills should have been sharpened a long time ago......"

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Three days later......

It's dark at night.

A clearing near the main road.

Due to the ease of access and the fact that there is a small spring nearby, there are really many business travelers who spend the night camping here.

When night falls, four or five groups of people choose to stay here to rest. And their arrival also made the small camp very lively in no time.

It was a territory run by witches, and there were no bandits or robbers, so even if they were strangers, they seemed friendly and welcoming.

The first ones were washing their faces, filling up the water, and preparing dinner, and the later ones would greet them warmly and invite them to have dinner together. Bonfires were lit and the food they had brought with them was steamed, and the rich aroma and cheerful laughter wafted over the camp.

And when Grim and Alice followed the scent and walked slowly into the small camp, the travelers gathered around the campfire were stunned.

Although the two of them were draped in a traveler's cloak and covered by ornate wizarding robes, the silky satin and golden trim of the black cloak alone spoke volumes about their superiority. Moreover, Grim's burly body and calm and profound temperament, coupled with Alice's special outfit, the identities of the two wizards cannot be concealed at all.

Everyone in the camp was obviously unprepared for the arrival of the two wizards, and one of the apprentice witches who was mixed in the crowd was even more nervous and at a loss, and hurriedly stood up and saluted the two.

In the Northlands, although the status of witches is much higher than that of male witches, a small apprentice witch who is not in the middle of the stream is still not qualified to pose in front of two wizards.

"We've just come here from the central part of the country, and we need to know about the organization here, can you tell us about it?" At this point, Grim no longer came forward, but Alice came forward to negotiate with people.

Alice, after all, is a witch, and her esteem in the Northland is obviously more valuable than that of a male witch, so she often intervenes to the effect.

"It's Naya's honor to serve the Lords!Come and sit here, two Lords!" the apprentice witch immediately greeted the two of them warmly.

There was also a bonfire in a leeward part of the camp, which was supposed to be occupied by a small caravan leader, and when he saw the arrival of the two wizards, he hurriedly gave up this best position.

In terms of status, the leader of this small caravan may be slightly higher than the apprentice witch, after all, the apprentice witch was hired by their caravan. But when faced with such a situation, only this apprentice witch is qualified to sit down and talk to the two official wizards.

The caravan leader moved to another campfire, and soon sent for freshly made mushroom soup and roasted lamb chops. The three of them sat around a small bonfire, chatting while eating, and the atmosphere in the venue was calm and peaceful.

"I wonder what the two adults want to know?" Apprentice Naya asked politely, looking at the two strange wizards curiously.

These two wizards, one tall and one short, one large and one small, looked like a traveling father and daughter. It's just that this handsome and cold male witch inevitably looks too young, and the 'little' witch is not only petite, but also speaks and looks like a seven or eight-year-old girl.

But I know that no ordinary person can become a wizard, and an eight-year-old girl can become a wizard? So the 'little' witch in front of her looks tender, but the devil knows if she's already hundreds of years old!

Naya, an apprentice who knew that he couldn't judge people by his appearance, could only respectfully pay his respect to the two wizards.

"We just want to know about the situation of the nearby organizations and what special resources are around!" Alice didn't touch the lamb chops, tasted the mushroom soup, and thought it tasted okay, so she said casually while sipping lightly.

"Then I'll introduce you to the adults!"

"Where we are now is between the cities of Dean and Ancona. Dean City is a necessary city to enter and exit the Northlands, and the two adults must have visited it when they came. After another half a day's journey north along this road, you will leave the boundaries of Dean City and enter the territory of the Death Witches. ”

"If the adults head west, there will be about 3 days of travel into the territory of the Witch of Pain. If you travel east for 2 days, you will enter the territory of the deceitful witch. ”

"The resources around here are also quite abundant. Dean City is where all the cross-border caravans gather, and almost all the resources of the Northland will be found there. If the two of you want to collect some resources, it's easier to be there. ”

"In our Northlands, in addition to the wizarding towers of major cities, there are many witches who like to find a secluded place to build a magic hut, and then indulge in their own research. If a wizard comes to visit, they will be happy to exchange some knowledge with you. ”

"Twenty miles northwest of this trade route, in a place called Nora, there is a 'Lucky Spring' that appears from time to time, and it is said that drinking the water in it will bring good luck for a year......

"Thirty miles east from here, there is an obelisk left behind by an ancient witch, which will give the witch who touches it a special spiritual feeling......"

"XX miles to the southwest ......"

"...... to the Northeast XX mile"

Grim and Alice listened quietly, remembering everything the apprentice Naya had said. Although Alice was born here, she was taken out of the Northlands at a very young age, so most of her memories of this place are blurred.

Hearing all this at this moment, some childhood memories come alive again.

After Naya had finished speaking, Grim took out another map of the Northlands and asked her to identify the locations of the witch's hut that she knew, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Alice took out ten magic crystals from her bosom and handed them to Naya, who accepted them with a beaming face.

Naya only has the strength of an intermediate apprentice, and he was hired by a small caravan to run such a trip, and he only earned 8 magic crystals after running back and forth for more than ten days. Now she could earn ten magic crystals with just a few words, which made her immediately overjoyed.

At this time, Grim frowned slightly and turned his head to look in the southeast direction.

Turning back and Alice's eyes met, the two of them stood up in unison.

"You'll tell the people in this camp in a moment not to take a single step out of this camp tonight. Don't go out to check on the outside for a while, no matter how loud it is. Give this to the caravan leader, it's the money for tonight's meal!" Alice took out two more magic crystals and threw them into Naya's arms, then turned around and walked silently into the dark night with Grim.

Naya's heart fluttered and beat violently, holding the magic crystal, looking at the direction where the two wizards had disappeared, and vaguely felt that it might not be peaceful again tonight!