Chapter 105: The Race

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Avaranga 431, February 35, fine.

Alek said that this time the income is not bad, and if the momentum continues, he can go home to see his parents this year and have a good year.

He said that he has been working hard for several years, and has been saving money, if he can earn well in the future, he can let his family live a good life.

Many of the other brothers, all from the north, also wanted to go home to see their families.

After all, they are all people, they have to eat and drink Lazar, and it is inevitable that they will have seven emotions and six desires, even if this big ticket is a [formal wizard] with a talent and a strong physique, they have all obtained a graduation certificate with good grades in a relatively advanced school, and they have strength, they still miss their families, have two brothers, and often take out small portraits of their families.

This long-term trip will last for half a year, with stops and stops along the way.

According to them, this major trade route runs through all the major cities.

Hopefully something interesting will happen. ----------- by Remington Sargeras Albert

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It was another sunny day, the day before yesterday there was a heavy rain, and the land was still a little wet.

It was a good time for the world's farmers to sow seeds, and Albert remembers it well.

He had always remembered these things very well and never forgotten them.

The caravan was leaving, and the people had gathered at the intersection of the road, and many people were watching the excitement, a game that seemed to them to be a little interesting, a running game, two people, a cat and a dog, standing side by side at an intersection, staring closely at the red line drawn on the ground in front of them.

It's a race between humans and animals, and the rules are simple, the referee blows the whistle, the competitors run forward, and the top two have a prize money.

If the human side loses to the animal, the deposit paid before the game is given to the animal's owner, and vice versa.

It is a regular sport in which wizards and warriors are physically strong enough to compete with animals that otherwise have innate advantages.

There are often people who are willing to do this, and the owner of the pet is also happy to watch the performance of his pet, this kind of game as a bet is generally not much, a dozen copper coins, people are just trying to have fun, this is daily entertainment, win, you can go to eat a good breakfast, lose, but lose two glasses of wine.

The players are ready.

With a loud whistle, he rushed forward.

The two runners, both sorcerers, cast the [Self-Blessing Technique] in just an instant.

These are two people who have reached the [talent standard], their mental power fluctuations are almost the same as Albert's, and their physical fitness is definitely not bad, and their physique, which has already surpassed the limits of human beings, has once again reached a new peak with the support of magical power.

At this point, it is easy to find a job, they will definitely not lack that little money for drink, and most of them are idle and bored to have fun.

Those two animals are also magic pets with good qualifications, and two blue streamers are crossed, and they are on par with the two wizards.

Standing aside,It should be the owner of the demon pet.,Two people in armor.,It's also a man and a woman.,It's just...

[What are you kidding, there is such useless armor in the world. He quietly looked at the equipment on the two people, [The helmet still has some effect, at least the shape design will not obstruct the line of sight, and it can also prevent some blows to the head, but what about the other parts?]

[The position of those patterns can obviously be engraved with runes, strengthen the magic resistance, and make the armor stronger, but they have to make a lot of useless decorative runes, and they actually hollow out the center of the chest, so what is the point of the armor. All it takes is an arrow engraved with runes, and a good time to pierce the vital point directly. 】

[The joints are also too fragile, and they can be broken easily, although it is now peacetime, but such a hollow structure, just to look better, and to show the figure, it is better not to wear it, which seriously affects the activity. 】

That armor has artistic value, but it only has artistic value.

If on the battlefield, wearing this armor will only hasten death.

From a wizard's point of view, such armor is really useless, at most it can be used to show off its wealth.

The hollow armor and close-fitting design show the man's muscles, making him look more powerful and mighty, a silver armor is constantly reflected with the uncovered face of the helmet, and it is also very handsome, as for the woman, the armor fits the body, and the snow-white skin is exposed, and the navel is not covered at all, which looks sexy.

Such armor is qualified to become a collector's item in the treasury of the nobility, and there will be many wealthy people who are willing to pay a high price for vassal elegance, but the practicality is too poor, just a beautiful work of art.

Sensing Albert and Cecilia's scrutiny, they turned their gaze to this place.

The two performed a standard wizarding ritual and drew their names with flames in front of them to show that they had no ill will, and the two men in armor returned the salute with their right hands in front of them, clasping their middle fingers and extending only the other fingers.

This kind of etiquette has never been seen before by the two, and it is very unfamiliar.

"It's pretty standard elven etiquette. Someone tapped them on the shoulder, "It's rare in this area, we're lucky, you know, they're generally in the eastern part of the continent and in the big rainforest cities." ”

It was a Blood, another caravan of fellow caravans, and although it was daytime, they didn't have to fear the sun because they were wearing enchanted cloaks.

"That's the elves?" The young Bloodclan replied with great certainty, "I didn't live for nothing in my five hundred years. ”

"Well, the armor on them looks good, right?"

"It's artistic. He was the first to give a tactful reply.

"Huh. The Bloodclan understood the meaning, grinned, didn't say anything, blended into the crowd, and continued to watch the race, but the end of the race was not the red line, it seemed that it would have to go around the street, the process was not long, and in the cheers of the people, the wizard took the lead to the finish line.

In the midst of the commotion, they received the prize from the two elves that belonged to the winner.

The crowd soon began to disperse, and people had their own things to do.

[Elf? Albert looked at the species that had only appeared in the book, and pulled her to turn and walk towards the caravan, and in the distance, the leader was already beckoning to the road, and he remembered a long time ago.

At that time, he had just seen the description of the elves in the book, and the book described them as perfect and kind.

There is always a huge gap between reality and imagination.