Just as he was about to reach the city of Tahrir, Jim finally woke up in the carriage, and he helped his swollen head, and then he screamed.

"It hurts," he said, rubbing his shoulder, Jim took off his leather armor and checked his injuries.

Thanks to the goblins' crude weapons and the excellent protection provided by the leather armor made by Adams, Jim's injuries were not serious, but the extensive bruises on his shoulders and back still made him feel distressed, after all, the pain caused by them was constant and real.

"What happened to the later goblins, could it be that they were scared away by Uncle Ben's momentum?" Scratching his head, Jim asked Adams with some confusion.

Adams gave him a blank look, and angrily threw the bag with goblin ears to Jim.

Grabbing the bag with both hands, Jim curiously opened it, peeked inside, and then looked up at Adams in surprise and asked, "Did you kill it?"

Adams tilted his head to the side in disdain and snorted softly, signaling that he was too lazy to answer the other man's question.

As if acquiescing to his friend's acquiescence, Jim happily raised his hand and was about to pat Adams on the shoulder, but then he screamed in pain, shrugged his shoulders, and put his hand back in a huff.

"Yes, I killed two, and I have half my strength, not bad. The pained expression on his face hadn't completely dissipated, but Jim's mouth didn't mean to stop.

Adams was a little distracted, and turned his head away from Jim's eyes. In fact, without the help of a wand, his strength might only be comparable to that of a goblin, while Jim can actually play against five goblins at the same time, and the strength of this cannot be described as a simple five or six times.

I have to admit that Adams is still very envious of Jim's talent, although his partner's brain seems to be not very good, and he is still a little too narcissistic and enthusiastic, but God has undoubtedly compensated him in other ways.

Damn, this man is damn handsome, the world is really unfair. Adams thought a little sullenly.

Fortunately, the coachman did not let him spend too long to immerse himself in the melancholy, and in a noise, the car had slowly stopped, and the familiar voice of the coachman came from outside the carriage, "Two adults, Tahrir City has arrived." ”

Opening the door, Adams helped Jim out of the car and was greeted by a majestic city gate.

The walls are about five meters high, and the design style is somewhat similar to the medieval cities of Europe on Earth, with two heavily armored soldiers standing motionless on both sides at the city gate, and a pot-bellied man checking the procession that wants to enter the city.

The procession was about ten meters long, with merchants, mercenaries, and adventurers rubbing shoulders one after another, and some crops on the cargo cart were scattered on the ground.

Adams looked at Jim, who was pretending to make a face at him, and for a moment decided whether to leave Jim and go back to town by himself. The first is that Jim is injured and needs help to take care of it, and the second is that he hasn't been to a prosperous big city in a long time, and the playfulness of teenagers makes him not want to leave for the time being.

After thinking about it for a moment, Adams decided to feel the prosperity of this prosperous city of the Eastern Star, known as the Kingdom of Sunn, so he pulled Jim along the line to the back.

The procession was moving slowly, and the people in front were talking noisily, sounding as if an adventurer had clashed with the "Gatekeeper".

Adams frowned, stood on tiptoe and craned his neck to look ahead.

Standing at the front was a bald adventurer in warrior leather armor, unaccompanied and seemingly a lone ranger, shouting loudly in an attempt to attract the attention of those around him.

"You worm who is trying to fill your pockets, you actually want Lao Tzu to pay a silver coin to enter the city, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will cut you with a knife now, so that you can see your mother's ghost immediately. ”

There were immediately bursts of sighs from the surrounding crowd, and some people even snorted twice, as if they were also angered by the expensive cost of entering the city.

Standing opposite the adventurer was the middle-aged "city gate chief" with a big belly, he glanced lazily at the excited team, and said lightly: "The temple in the city is purging the wandering cult members, and the personnel who enter Tahrir City will naturally be inspected, if you don't want to be searched by me, then you can only pay more silver coins to get away with it" He paused, glanced at the bald man, and continued to speak: "Or do you want me to call soldiers to arrest you as a cultist now." ”

The surrounding onlookers suddenly gasped, holding their breath, and no longer dared to talk about each other as before.

The bald man's face flushed, and he cried out, "Are you threatening me? I've been examined," and then he took a step forward with the hilt of his sword, his tall figure covering the stocky "City Gate Chief" tightly.

The "City Gate Chief" stood there motionless and unresponsive, not looking very afraid, but the two heavily armed soldiers behind him took a big step forward in unison and stood behind the "City Gate Chief", waving their long swords in their hands.

In the bright sword light, the adventurer seemed to regain his composure in an instant, he took a big step back with a pale face, and with a very ugly face, he took out a silver Kesu from the money bag, handed it to the "city gate chief" spread out his hand, and entered the city in a gray manner.

The "city gate chief" casually put the silver coin into his bulging pocket, and shouted to the next person entering the city with an expressionless face: "In extraordinary times, please accept the inspection when you enter the city, or pay a silver coin." ”

Jim's face suddenly looked very exciting, and he said with some indignation: "This is completely blackmail, isn't he afraid of the punishment of the temple if he does this?"

The merchant standing in front of Jim and Adams looked back with a bad face, "Shhh, be quiet, that guy's father is a nobleman, and he has an older brother who is a priest of the Temple, otherwise you would think he would dare to show off his might here." ”

Adams lowered his head and whispered to the merchant, "Is it true that the famous Earth Temple is actually full of such goods?"

The merchant scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said to Adams: "Actually, no, there are many factions in the temple, and those nobles and the heirs of rich merchants collude together, all of which are bad things that eat people and don't spit out bones, but if it is the faction of the chief priest or the faction of the ascetic Lord Rudolphe, the situation is naturally different." ”

Then he stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "My name is Viru, I am a local, I usually do some small business, I can see that you are new outsiders, you don't seem to know much about our city of Tahrir." ”