On the flat road, a long procession of horse-drawn carriages drove unhurriedly. The guards on their horses were dutiful, patrolling back and forth around the front and back of the convoy.

The size of the convoy was large enough, and the number of guards was also large enough, so the journey was calm, and few blind thieves came to fight the autumn wind. Even if there were occasional ones, it would not be enough to make a fuss to the point where the distinguished guests in the carriage needed to take action in person. The guards will be able to solve the problem.

“…… A magical civilization of all evils? I like it though. ”

In the convoy, inside a gorgeous and spacious carriage, Qin Feng put down the tome in his hand, looked outside through the window inlaid with crystal glass, and muttered in his mouth.

Even if it is only a small baron in an ordinary kingdom and the existence of the bottom of the aristocratic ruling class, it is still a family that has existed for more than four hundred years, so the accumulated wealth is considerable. Just look at the more than thirty horse-loaded wagons in the procession.

With his sentience, he could easily see through the layers of cages and magic locks, and those carriages contained gold coins, precious stones, precious brocades, spices, and all kinds of valuable goods. No wonder so many guards are hired to escort them all the way.

In this world, the social resources occupied by the upper class and the commoners are not at the same level at all, and the gap between the rich and the poor is unbelievably large, but because of the existence of the strength cultivation system, the entire social structure is still quite stable, and the result of the war is at most that one group of nobles replaces another group of nobles. It is too difficult for ordinary people to change the world.

It had been ten days since Baron Sardon's convoy had set off, and the convoy had traversed the kingdom, and now it was finally approaching the royal capital, and at most it would be able to enter the royal capital by tomorrow morning.

With the honorable status of a powerhouse in Qin Feng's holy domain, of course, there was no need to ride a horse, so the baron specially arranged a carriage and found two beautiful handmaidens for him to use. Qin Feng didn't have any objection to this, but just asked the baron to bring all the family's books to him for observation.

Baron Sardon happily agreed to this kind of little thing, so in addition to eating, resting and meditating every day, he read all kinds of geographical maps, biographies of gods and spirits, and poems with great pleasure, and gradually became familiar with the cultural customs, customs and customs of the world.

"Wait until tomorrow, and this mission will be completed."

Qin Feng rubbed his eyebrows, he was always the Great Chu National Teacher, the pinnacle true immortal, and the emperor of the doomsday world, if it weren't for the restoration of the origin and the starship, he wouldn't have accepted this kind of errand as a bodyguard, it was too low.

During the break in the procession, the curtain of the carriage was lifted again, and a pretty Tenia entered, carrying several old parchment manuscripts in her arms.

"Brother Qin Feng, I found it,"

The girl smiled sweetly, sent the manuscript to him, and said as if offering a treasure: "This is the biography of the goddess of wisdom you want, all of which are anecdotes and deeds before she became a god, and I finally found it." ”

"I'm sorry for you."

Qin Feng smiled warmly and took the parchment manuscript. This kind of historical record of the gods is not top secret, but it is not for everyone to see, and it is impossible to imagine that the baron's collection of classics is so rich that there is even such a thing.

He is very interested in these gods in the starship world now, and he will one day deal with those high-ranking beings in the future, so there is no harm in knowing more about them now, which is also the meaning of the starship center.

Tenia looked at Qin Feng's focused expression steadily, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and just before he set off, he revealed his true identity to his father and himself: a battle mage, and an eighteenth-level archmage.

What does this mean? It means that his status has been greatly improved.

Because it is not easy for magicians to cultivate, and they require a lot of resources to cultivate, the number of legal professionals on the continent is far less than that of war professionals, and the principle that scarcity is expensive is also applicable in this world. Therefore, the status of the mage is much higher than that of the warrior.

The status of a twelfth-level mage can be equivalent to that of a fifteenth-level swordsman, and the status and treatment that an eighteenth-level archmage can obtain are not far from the legend of a warrior.

What's more, Qin Feng is still so young, and he has great hope of stepping into the legendary realm in the future, and such a character is probably more than enough to marry the princess of the kingdom. As for her Tenia, at most she can only be a concubine for the other party, and it depends on whether the other party is happy or not.

With a sigh, the girl collected her mood and began to quietly study his face. Since it is destined to be a fruitless future, she can only choose to hide this longing and goodwill in her heart. Being able to spend this time with him is enough.

After reading the parchment manuscript, Qin Feng returned it to Tenya, thought about it and took out a delicate pure titanium pendant from the dimensional space, handed it to her, and said, "This is a thank you gift." ”

"Ah......h

Tenia's face changed slightly, and she said uneasily: "This ...... Wouldn't it be too precious? ”

"It's okay, just take it, you deserve it."

Qin Feng said disapprerovingly.

Thenia no longer insisted, and carefully took the precious Mithril charm.

Titanium, which has another name in this world: Mithril. An extremely versatile and indispensable precious magical metal, but the production is quite rare and rare.

Magic arrays of any purpose, magic equipment above the epic level, golem puppets, alchemy constructs, and even sub-artifact and artifact-level equipment all contain more or less Mithril in them.

It is no exaggeration to say that Mithril is one of the most important basic resources of the magical civilization in the Star World, and if you want to make an analogy, the role of the rare earth resources of the main world in modern industrial civilization can be compared with it.

Of course, its reserves in the Xingmeng World are much smaller than those of rare earths, resulting in its value being more than 100 times that of the same weight of gold. So much so that the major empires, wizards' guilds, and other high-ranking power organizations all use this thing as a strategic resource to reserve.

In many cases, Mithril can be traded as hard currency for large quantities of goods between countries, or war reparations. Even the abyssal world, the starry sky dragon city, and the elven empire are very happy to accept Mithril.

After flipping through a number of magic material illustrated books and confirming the true identity of this silver metal, Qin Feng knew what he should do in the new world.

A kilogram of Mithril, which is pure titanium, can be sold here for a high price of 200,000 gold coins. In the capital of the Kingdom of Kampas, a middle-class family earns less than fifty gold coins a year. 200,000 gold coins is already a huge amount of money.

But in the Overworld, a kilogram of pure titanium is only worth a few dollars?!

If someone monopolizes the vast majority of rare earth reserves and output in the main world, it means that he controls the industrial lifeblood of the major powers, and the many benefits he can obtain cannot be measured by specific figures, provided that he will not be killed by the five hooligans of the United Nations.

When Qin Feng crossed over this time, he brought five hundred kilograms of pure titanium in the dimensional space, which was already an astronomical amount of wealth in this world, and even the treasury of the Kampas Kingdom might not have such a large number of Mithril reserves.

"If I ship thousands of tons of 'Mithril' from the Overworld or the Doomsday World in one go, will it directly cause the market price of Mithril here to collapse? Quite possibly! ”

He had such a thought in his heart, obviously, he could not do this. The collapse of the market price is a small matter, and being chased and killed by a large number of strong people all over the world is probably the most fatal.

Therefore, in the future, I should control the investment of Mithril appropriately, and ensure that my own interests are maximized without significantly affecting the market.

There was nothing to say all the way, and by the morning of the next day, the convoy successfully entered the royal capital of Peilan City.

This is the first time Qin Feng has seen the big cities of the world, the whole city has a population of more than 500,000, the planning and layout is reasonable, the street environment is clean, and there are garbage cabinets for piling up sundries in some corners.

There is also no shortage of sewers, street gardens, fountains, street lamps and other public facilities, the difference is that their energy source is magic, not electricity from the Overworld. This is the hallmark of a magical civilization.

The royal capital's court mage corps has the ability to freely adjust and control weather changes on a local scale, so the royal capital is warm like spring all year round, and it is one of the most habitable areas in the country.

Baron Sardon's cousin actually has the title of earl, although he is only a court noble, not a fiefdom nobleman like him, but because he belongs to the king's close ministers and is favored, his power and influence in the royal capital are not trivial.

Since it had been communicated and discussed in advance, the earl directly placed Saldon's family in a certain courtyard in the city, and what to do next depended on the outcome of the war between the two countries.

Qin Feng politely declined the baron's invitation to the banquet, and rushed to the magicians' guild in the city with the identity certificate he had just arrived, planning to register and confirm the rank of the archmage first, and then use this identity to handle the purchase of the noble title, which would be much easier to operate.

The influence of the Wizards' Guild is extremely large, with branches in almost every country's capital, and its top leaders claim to believe in the goddess of magic, but there is not only one such organization. Alongside it, there are also organizations such as the Mage Alliance and the Arcane Guild, all of which are behemoths whose foundation strength is comparable to that of the Empire.

It is said that these huge organizations have the secret support of the gods behind them, so they can be inherited and continue for thousands of years without declining, and I don't know if it's true or not.

The branch of the Mage's Guild is a grand building that rises up a long opalescent stone staircase, guarded by a young mage guard at the main entrance, all of whom are above level ten, uniformly dressed in black mage robes. Next to him, knights in full armor stood in a row.

Qin Feng walked to the door, and immediately a mage came over to inquire about the situation, because he was dressed as a nobleman at the moment, so his attitude was quite polite.

"I'm here for the Level 18 mage certification."

He spoke briefly, letting out some of his breath, and immediately made the other party's expression serious. The eighteenth-level Grand Magister, this is already an out-and-out upper-level figure.

"Please come with me, sir."

After the rotating mage saluted respectfully, Qin Feng nodded, raised his feet and followed him into the main entrance.

The main building inside the guild is eight huge mage towers, which correspond to different attributes of magic power, the complex magic array inside the mage tower is in a constant state of operation, and the gathered magic energy resonates and vibrates with each other, making the concentration of magic elements in the guild area much higher than the external environment.

A moment later, in a clean and spacious reception room, Qin Feng met the head of the Magicians Guild in the royal capital, a fat old man who looked to be in his sixties and did not smile.

He took a closer look, and actually found that the other party was a level 22 legendary mage, and he was one of the few powerhouses in the entire kingdom.

"Are you Qin Feng? Planning to qualify as an archmage? ”

Legendary Mage Jia Long looked at the handsome young man opposite, a rare smile appeared on his face, and he said in a calm tone: "Being able to reach the level 18 realm at this age is really talented, do you plan to start now?" ”

There is a considerable degree of competition between several major magician guild organizations, and there have even been wars more than once in the past history due to conflicts of ideas and interests.

Therefore, Qin Feng chose to come here for certification, and Jia Long was still quite happy, being able to absorb such an outstanding genius meant that the strength of this guild had increased by one point.

Qin Feng said: "I don't have a problem, then let's start." ”

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