In the early morning of Orgrimmar City, the morning light was faint, and there were not many passers-by, they were talking in small and two, while walking in a hurry.

The streets of Orgrimmar City were mostly wide, and it was not affected by several wide carriages running side by side, but the roads in the city were much narrower, with two or three storey wooden buildings on top of each other, towering high, and a deep alley less than three meters wide was left in the middle.

While the early residents walked, the footsteps of tuk tuk suddenly sounded on the old bluestone slabs, crisp and rhythmic, echoing in the deep alleys of the tall buildings that were still silent, and like the unique sonata of the early morning of Orgrimmar City.

With a few twists and turns, Roland made a few detours before he turned out of the quiet alleys.

As soon as he turned into the street, the mage suddenly opened up, the wide street, lined with crowded shops, and although there were not many pedestrians, Roland still felt the prosperity of Orgrimmar City.

From alleys to streets, from quiet to bustling, one step seems to be the distance between birth and accession.

Roland sighed as he stepped forward. He has always been a person who enjoys purity and loves the lively world very much. When it was getting late yesterday, it was getting late, and among the mixed and bustling crowd, the scene of Orgrimmar City could not be seen realistically, and it was not clear to remember.

This time it was still early before the entrance exam for the Federal College, so Roland naturally wanted to take a good look at it.

Past a few shops and around a few streets, the sun is already rising high. More and more people came out of the deep alleys, turned into the streets, and merged into the crowds, and the city of Orgrimmar began to bustle with activity.

Roland was not noisy either, he was in high spirits.

Orgrimmar City is different from the cities of the Greenland Empire, and there is no strict division between commercial districts, commoner districts, and aristocratic districts. There are many prosperous big family houses, and the courtyards are very large, and ordinary small households live on the side without interfering with each other. Bustling shops line the streets, welcoming customers from all over the world, and the idle commoners build their houses without disturbance.

This also led to the fact that the children of the family and the small people of Shengdou were neighbors of each other, and their prestige was called by nameless tourists. Orgrimmar, who separated the Greenland Empire because of his disobedience to the rule of the aristocracy, has always believed in judging himself by strength, and naturally disdains to suppress people by birth rank.

This is part of the reason why Orgrimmar City is proud of the mainland.

Da-da-da-da!

At this moment, around the corner of the street, the crisp sound of horses' hooves was heard. Roland and his companions moved out of the way, and after a while, a line of knights poured out of the separated crowd. Dozens of knights came without saying a word, surrounded by a carriage, perhaps because of the market, and the speed was not fast, so that pedestrians could stand aside and watch quietly.

The knights wore black armor, their visors pulled down, revealing their resolute faces. He carries a small round shield tattooed with a winged tiger on his back, and a delicate scimitar hangs from his waist. These knights are generally dressed, and their bodies are immobile in the collapse of their horses, revealing good means of controlling horses. The carriage was not very big, the purple silk covered the appearance of the owner inside, the breeze was slightly floating, and only then did a foot in the carriage be revealed, and a man in a lilac robe was sitting on his lap, the man was not very old, very young.

"It's Kevin Boy from the Isidore family!" Next to Roland, a middle-aged merchant recognized the young mage on the carriage, and he whispered to his partner next to him, "I heard that Young Master Kevin has been training in the Dark Mountains, but I didn't expect to rush back for the entrance exam of the Federal Academy this time." ”

Roland's mind moved, and he shifted his attention to this side.

The partner next to him nodded, and said, "Young Master Kevin, as the eldest son of the current patriarch of the Isidor family, now has the strength of the Black Iron Rank Eighth Rank in less than twenty, and this time he will definitely come to compete for the first place in the entrance examination." ”

The middle-aged businessman shook his head and said with an inexplicable smile: "That's not necessarily. I heard that the young man Heller of the Hobert family, the young master Hall of the Teutonic family, and the one from the Gregory family are all going to take the entrance exam for the federal college. ”

"Hiss ······" His companion gasped, and he said in an incredulous tone, "The one from the Gregory family has also come out?" ”

The middle-aged businessman nodded, and he continued to break the news: "It seems that there is going to be some big move by the Federation Academy this time, and the children of many families in the Southern Federation have come to Orgrimmar. ”

"It's a good show······"

As the carriage slowly walked by, the streets returned to normal, and Roland continued to follow the crowd around Orgrimmar City.

The day passed quickly, and night began to fall in this bustling city. One by one, the magic lanterns lit up, and the inhabitants of Orgrimmar had been busy all day, gathering in a certain bar for entertainment.

Roland sat in a bar called the Burning Sword, quietly drinking the ale in front of him. When he first entered the bar, he saw a long sword burning with flames hanging on the wall behind the high bar counter, which was quite conspicuous, according to the bar waiter, this burning sword was the owner of the bar who followed the old city lord "Storm Lord - Fernando" to seek rewards, and later the bar owner was seriously injured and retired and opened this bar.

Roland had no intention of verifying what the waiter had said, but the ale sold at the bar had whetted his appetite. I don't know why, there are all kinds of bartenders and spirits in the bar, but Roland, like his teacher Wells, prefers cheap and simple ale, even if he travels from the earth, Roland does not change this habit, but prefers the mellow taste of ale more and more.

The bars in Orgrimmar are different from anywhere else, and it's hard to see the cacophony or the roar. The gentlemen were personable and had a polite smile, as if they were going to an elegant party. The civilians were quiet and easy-going, smiling brightly and whispering interesting things.

The gray-haired bard sang all over the world, and finally came to the city of Orgrimmar, where he sat in the empty space of the bar, his old age enriching his knowledge, and the melodious sound of the violin, accompanied by the voice of the old bard, full of vicissitudes, he was chanting about what he had seen and heard on the mainland.

"Hello, may I sit down with you?" The young man's voice sounded in his ears, and Roland came back to his senses slightly, and in front of him was a young man with a handsome face, wearing a light blue robe. The long staff was half a head taller than him.

The young mage's face could not hide his immaturity, he looked no more than eighteen years old, and he added, "Hello, there are no other empty seats in the bar, can I sit together?" ”

Rowland looked up and saw that the bar was already full of all sorts of people, but there was only one empty seat left at his own table.

Roland nodded with a smile and motioned for the boy to sit down.

"Thank you." The young mage thanked him gratefully and sat down slowly.