"Sir, we're about two days away from Falcon City now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 InfoWhen you arrive in the city, you should definitely try the Casian wine from Falcon City, which is very famous in the Seven Cities Federation. ”

Originally, Arras wanted to recommend rum, the spirits of Falcon City, to Adam, and he had a pact with one of the guys in charge of selling rum, and each guest would get a small commission.

However, considering that the mages prefer to keep a clear head at all times, Arras had to switch to red wine.

This made him feel very sorry, knowing that the mages were basically not poor.

In other words, the mage profession is destined to achieve the achievements that ordinary people need to work hard for ten years or even a lifetime to achieve, whether it is social status or wealth and power.

But the truth is the opposite, as Adam, who has just come out of the Templar space in a new universe, he doesn't have any money on him. The only thing that can be exchanged for coins is presumably the crops waiting to be harvested on the Templar Farm.

Thinking of this, Adam was a little depressed, and was not interested in Arras's recommendation, nodded lightly to indicate that he heard it, and then moved on.

Seeing that Adam didn't seem to have much interest in any of this, Aras kept his mouth shut quietly while thinking about a topic that a mage might be interested in.

At this time, it was already half a day after the ogre incident, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Under Adam's healing technique, Arras was already able to move freely, although there was still pain in his left arm and ribs from time to time, but no one would believe that he had really experienced such a fracture just half a day ago.

You're a lucky fellow, Aras said to himself from the bottom of his heart. He enjoyed the healing of a mage, and in return he only had to bring the young mysterious mage in front of him to the nearest Falcon City.

It's not uncommon to travel with a mage, but when that mage is a mage who can perform magical healing magic, it's all different. So along the way, Arras kept thinking about topics that Adam might be interested in, trying to close the distance between the two sides.

Although sometimes what Arras said was not what Adam wanted to hear, Adam did not get nothing in the half day.

Thanks to Arras's excellent conversational skills, it only took a short time for Adam to get enough information from him.

In the face of Adam's question, Arras did not hesitate, perhaps he was really grateful to Adam for his rescue, and without Adam asking further questions, he had already told Adam some relevant news.

For example, the place where Adam landed was a huge island called Celtic, and the place where he is now located is close to the Falcon City sphere of influence in the Federation of Seven Cities.

The Federation of Seven Cities and the Southern Council of Nobles are the two major powers on the huge island of Celt, ruling the north and the south respectively.

Adam remembers that he was just asking what the closest city was. The empathetic Arras not only informs Adam of the answer, but also derives from Falcon City the Federation of Seven Cities and the Southern Council of Nobles.

Another example is information about careers, which is also a part of Adam's main concern.

Seriously, before meeting the hapless adventurer of Arras, Adam had several plans in his head. If this is a technological world, how should he integrate into society with the Templar. If it was a fantasy world, how should he make the most of the Templar's advantage?

Adam, a member of the pre-modern society in the tech world, knows enough about identity alone to give him a headache for a while. And that's not even counting the various classes that have been recruited.

So when he met Anas, Adam finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally made a conclusion about the type of world, thankfully, this is a fantasy world, and the ogre that is attacking Arras is the best proof of this.

The Sanctuary couldn't be more compatible with the fantasy world!

As Adam expected, according to Arras's information, this world is not much different from the fantasy world in Adam's mind, and power-type warriors and spell-type mages constitute the most important class system in the entire world. According to Arras, he is now a warrior of the Black Iron Rank.

No matter what kind of class system it is, it is rudely divided into four ranks: black iron, bronze, silver, and gold.

As for whether the gold rank is the end of the career system, limited by the low strength of his black iron rank, Aras himself doesn't know very well.

***

"Sir, do we need to travel at night? I know there is a deserted camp in front of me, and I can take a break if my husband needs it. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Arras took the initiative to play the role of a guide.

"That's right, let's take a break." After an entire afternoon of walking, Adam also felt a little tired, and for the first time he missed the soft bed so much.

About half an hour later, Adam and his party finally arrived at the deserted camp in the mouth of Arras. A camp made of ordinary stones, although it has been abandoned for many years, can at least give adventurers a place to rest temporarily, and more importantly, shelter from the wind and rain.

There were two bonfires in the camp at this time, which could be seen from afar in the night. Apparently there were already two groups of people in the camp resting here.

If it was a normal day, according to Arras's cautious character, he would never take the initiative to enter the camp, and maybe find a place near the camp for the night. But now he was a mage's guide, so Arras walked into the camp without fear.

At this time, the two groups of people who were resting in the camp also cast their eyes on the entrance of the camp, and the first one to enter the camp was an adventurer with a somewhat embarrassed body, with low strength and little danger.

The second ......

The first thing that caught their eye was a handsome face, with short blond hair and blue eyes, and there was no doubt that this was a very handsome young man.

What really made the two groups of people serious was the flaxen-colored magic robe on the young man's body, and this kind of dress was naturally a mage, and a very young mage.

Finally, seven warriors came in one by one, uniformly dressed and full of energy, and all focused on the young mage. It seems that as long as there is any abnormal movement, they will protect the young mage as soon as possible.

Adam and his party found an empty spot in the camp and sat down, and Aras put together the dry wood they had collected on the way and lit a campfire. Sitting around the campfire, Adam finally had the time to take a closer look at the two groups of people in the camp.

On the left were seven adventurers, whispering and laughing, and knowing that they were a group of warriors at the sight of the daggers and swords they carried at their waists and on their backs. An unknown beast was roasting over their campfire, emitting an enticing aroma under the licking of tongues of fire.

There were a few fewer people on the right, only four, one of whom was a large, well-dressed fat man, with a bloated figure, whose head was almost larger than the head of the ogre who had been killed by the militia in the afternoon.

On his body, Adam felt a trace of dark energy, very faint, if it weren't for Adam being a priest of the sanctuary space, he really wouldn't have been able to find it.

There is also a middle-aged man wearing a robe embroidered with several flame motifs. After the introduction of Arras in the afternoon, Adam had already reflected that this was a mage, and a mage who was good at fire magic.

Just as Adam was observing the middle-aged mage, the middle-aged mage also looked towards Adam's side. However, his target was not Adam, but Arras, who was sitting near Adam.

The middle-aged mage walked up to the fat man and whispered a few words in his ear, and then Adam saw the fat man raise his head and look in this direction as well.

At this time, Arras also saw a group of fat men resting on the right side of the camp, and his face was a little pale.

"You know them?" Adam asked.

Arras nodded a little palely, "That fat man was my employer on this mission, but he ran away alone halfway through." ”

At this time, the fat man gave a few words to the other two warriors, and the two warriors got up and walked towards the side of Arras.

The whole camp seemed to fall silent for a moment.