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"Yes," the mage nodded, "but what makes me feel very strange is that in a place as big as Dongfang Harbor, I can't feel any spell fluctuations, there really is no at all." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Maybe it's like the continental mages of hundreds of years ago, who used the mage to cover up the spell fluctuations?" Old Rocky asked tentatively, but the mage shook his head firmly and replied, "I don't think so, according to the spell notes, even if it is a masking technique, there are still some traces of spells, after all, it is just a trace to cover another trace." But now that I'm sitting here, it's like an ordinary Martial Dynasty city, and I can't feel the slightest fluctuation of spells. ”

This mage is from Western Ocean City, the maritime city closest to the Western Continent, and Western Ocean City was the first maritime city formed by the Meednor people who escaped from the Western Continent. In fact, the earliest maritime cities were not cities at all, and it was the simplest way to connect many, many large ships with iron chains, and add main beams to reinforce them. Although it is said that life in such a maritime city is very inconvenient, these ships carry the earliest items of the Western Continent, including some elementary spell books, so Western Ocean City is now the main magic practice city among the Medeno people.

Before the Clay Figures captured the Western Continent, the Mednorians' spell research and development had reached a very high level, but with the army of the Clay Statues taking over the last city on the Maidnosi Continent, the mages used earth-shattering spells to die along with the attacking Clay Figures. Buried with them in the Western Continent were countless spell materials and research documents in the towering mage tower. Those are the essence gradually developed by the Maidno people in the past thousand years, and they are usually reluctant to let everyone practice spells, which led to the fall of the last batch of ** masters and the discontinuation of Medno spells. Now the most powerful of the mages of Medenor is to make a portal, which must be made of very scarce materials, and so far only ten have been built. The spells that can be used in the Mage of Medno are nothing more than basic spells such as watermaking, cleansing, arcane missiles, or teleportation, which have little or no lethality. And the casting of spells is very mind-consuming, the bigger the spell, the more it can make the caster feel tired, and even unconscious, which is also the main reason why the mages who held on to the last city at that time failed to escape, so the general mages did not try not to use spells until they had to do so.

Just now, this mage specially used the water creation technique to create two small glasses of water, in order to throw bricks and attract jade, if there are masters in magic among the Chinese, then this weak spell fluctuation of him should be able to perceive. He was a little nervous now, and the glass in his hand was shaking slightly, but he had to pretend to be calm, so he had to sit up straight, put his feet on the ground, and carefully placed the cup on the table.

Old Rocky chatted with him for a while, but nothing happened, and the mage sighed, "Maybe the fluctuations caused by the spell I used are too small?" ”

Old Rocky shrugged, he didn't know what was in the spell anyway, and he had to know that the cultivation of spells must be subject to a qualification assessment. Even the most qualified children have to stay in the West Ocean City for a full twenty years, of which fifteen years are for those "** masters" who only know how to use basic spells at most, and the remaining five years can only learn spells. He came from a humble sailor family, and he had no chance to participate in the qualification test as a child, and even if he was qualified, he needed a lot of financial support to live and study in the Western Ocean City. Now in his forties, he has finally become a boatswain, and although he has not been able to fulfill his dream of becoming a mage, he hopes to give his children the opportunity to learn spells in the Western Ocean City.

He didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity, this time before going to the Oriental Port, he met a mage who claimed to be from the Western Ocean City, this mage said that he needed to go to the Oriental Port, but his identity must be kept secret, and the captain could not let the captain know about it, so he found him, the boatswain.

Old Rocky was actually reluctant at first, and brought someone on board without the captain's consent, which was not a trivial matter, if the captain found out, he would be driven off the ship at the least, and at the worst he would take the gangplank to drag the keel, ensuring that he could not survive and not die. But the mage gave him a promise that he couldn't refuse—he would check the qualifications of old Rocky's children, and if they did, he would take his children to the Western Ocean City to practice spells at his own expense.

As a father with children, old Rocky must know that the future of the child is the most important thing, he failed to become a mage because of lack of financial resources, and now the child has this opportunity, and if he wants to grasp this opportunity, he only needs to nod his head, and naturally he will not let it go, so at noon that day, he took advantage of the captain's opportunity to go out to find a woman, and brought this mage on the ship.

After more than a month at sea, they finally reached the port of Orient, and old Lodge took advantage of the captain's visit to the port office to present the list of goods. The more than a month of smuggling this mage was definitely the longest time in old Rocky's life, during which there were many dangers, and he was almost discovered by the captain or the first mate several times, and now he finally sent this mage off the ship, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After getting off the boat, the mage gave him a small cloth bag, and the contents of the cloth bag did not need to be seen to know that it must be a Maidno silver coin, and after a little weighing, he knew that there were at least a hundred silver coins, not to mention taking the child to the Western Ocean City to learn spells, this hundred silver coins alone was not a small amount. But the matter was not over yet, and the mage asked him to go with him to the tavern, book a small room, and sit with him for a drink.

"Honorable mage, I ......" Old Rocky couldn't sit still now, the delay was too long, although the people below were all brothers he trusted, but he was sitting alone in the box, who knew what would happen outside?

The mage waved his hand and said, "I know what you're worried about, it's okay, many of your friends are already drunk and yelling down there." They won't remember you for a while, and you'll sit with me for a while. Old Rocky twitched the corners of his mouth, "But Captain ......"

"It's okay, the captain is still declaring, you see." As he spoke, the mage pointed to the window outside the box, outside which was the building of the Port Authority, which had been fortified by the Senate since the last raid, and the tower of the Port Office was equipped with an accurate marksman with a hexagonal rifle and a heavy machine gun. The defensive position was built along the iron railings of the queue, and if someone suddenly attacked, they would not be able to immediately hurt the people who were queuing, and they would immediately be shot by the soldiers behind the sandbags. Even if the attack came from the queue passage, it was not possible to kill all sides because the passage was not wide, but the soldiers outside could easily attack the people in the passage. With long bayonets stuck in their muzzles, the soldiers in charge of the guards walked back and forth behind the sandbags, their eyes constantly alerting the crowd inside and out.

Old Rocky leaned his head to the window to look, and sure enough, his captain was standing in the iron railing passage with a customs declaration paperwork, looking helplessly at the long line in front of him, and behind him, there was an equally long line. Looking at this speed, you can't get out for at least an hour.

Old Rocky really had no reason to leave, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart, and his intuition told him that leaving here was the best option. But the mage in front of him, who exuded a sense of mystery, had no intention of letting him leave, as if he could see through what he was thinking, and no matter what excuse he made, he would block it perfectly. Now old Rocky couldn't help but feel in his heart that he shouldn't take this errand, and now sitting in this room, although the ventilation was good, not at all as stuffy as in the hall downstairs, but the beads of sweat on his head came out one by one.

With a commotion, there was a sound of quarrels and breaking things outside the door, and now old Rocky could not sit still any longer, and hurriedly rushed out to take a look, it turned out that some sailors in the corner of the hall had probably drunk too much, and they fought with each other without saying a word. He hurriedly looked at his men, but fortunately they were just sitting there with bottles in their hands, grinning and chatting and pointing at the place where the fight was fighting. Old Rocky couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and when he returned to the private room, he was surprised to find that the mage who was still in the room just now was completely gone.

Old Rocky stood still, what was going on? Why is that person just gone? The place where the man had been sitting was empty, and even the red cloak that had been placed on the stool when he came in was nowhere to be seen, and only one of the two cups he had taken out was still on the table. His heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to open the cupboard and saw that the number of cups inside and outside was not too much, not too much. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to compensate for the loss of the tavern, these glasses were beautifully made, and he heard that if one was broken, he would have to pay at least one yuan for the damage, and a private room was only five yuan a piece.

He looked back at the empty wine glass on the table, there were still some fine water droplets on the inner wall of the wine glass, he had heard that the water making technique would leave many fine water droplets on the inner wall of the water storage vessel, it seemed that the mage just now was not his hallucination, but where did the mage go?

While Old Lodge was still curious, the mage was walking through the streets of the Oriental Port Trade District. In his eyes, the entire Dongfang Port was an ordinary city of the Wu Dynasty, with a crowd of people and ignorant people, one by one, carrying silver and goods samples between the streets of the city, spitting out their incorruptible tongues, wanting to get a little more benefit for themselves. He shook his head and continued to walk towards the west, behind him rows of towering masts of ships docked at the docks, and equally towering steel cranes, and black smoke chimneys could be seen everywhere, some of which had long tongues of fire coming out of their mouths. "Oh my God, do these Chinese worship demons?" He couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart.

This mage's name is Jack Weslan, and he is not a very famous ** division - in fact, after the fall of the Western Continent, there are no more ** divisions, and the real ** divisions have all died with the army of the clay statues. He still deeply remembers what was described in his previous spell notes, when the ** masters cast the meteor fall spell, the sky was darkened, and the huge meteors pierced the sky and crashed straight into the army of clay people who were surging like a sea. Despite the heavy losses, the clay figures created by the mud and casting spells were not afraid of casualties at all, and still maintained a terrifying attack, and finally completely wiped out the last city of the Medenor people in the Western Continent. The Medeno refugees who had fled in advance recorded in their diaries that the last meteorite the size of the moon crashed directly into the center of the city, and the meteorite exploded after it landed, obscuring the sky with dust, and the burning iron flew everywhere, even igniting the sea, and the smoke and dust floated in the air for a whole year before gradually disappearing.

Weslan couldn't help but sigh and shook his head, if the Clay Statues hadn't rebelled, the current Medenor people would have ruled this world, right? He was a very lucky fellow, when he was ten years old, an old mage took a fancy to his qualifications and took him to Western Ocean City, after his father who was the governor paid him three thousand gold coins, he officially became an apprentice of the Medenor mage regiment, and for a full twenty years, he avoided being sent out to become a wanderer, but was studied and trained in the ivory tower of Western Ocean City, becoming an arcane mage, specializing in elemental magic, His specialty is to use his hands to rub a huge fireball into a spell, and then make the hard iron object turn into a puddle of molten iron under the fireball.

In fact, he also has a little-known specialty, which is wind control, he can manipulate the air, make the air condense into invisible objects, and can also control the air to carry things. Before he left the box just now, he used the wind control technique to send the previous glass directly to the cupboard, and then jumped directly from the window, caught himself with the wind control technique, and landed safely. After he came out of the window, he once again performed the wind control technique, and without applying for a pass, he climbed directly over the towering wall and entered the trade zone that ordinary sailors were forbidden to enter. He had read the relevant information before he came, the shape of the Chinese city was basically an oval, from the port, into the trade area, and then through the trade area to the coastal road, from there directly over the city wall into the old district, the highest house in the old district is the Chinese governor's palace, also called the executive committee building, his goal - is there.

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