Chapter 42: The City of Naron

Motian and Ellie walked on the jungle road, laughing and chatting speculatively along the way, like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"So, after your guild descended to the stars, the magicians are almost gone, and they are about to disband?"

Mo Tian asked suddenly.

"Uh-huh!" Ellie frowned slightly, and nodded in response.

When the guild was mentioned, Ellie lost her smile and lowered her head in silence, her face full of sadness and hard to speak.

Motian is not the kind of person who has no emotional intelligence, so he doesn't ask anymore.

The two walked calmly.

Walking on the road, Motian was also worried in his heart.

From Ellie's mouth, I learned that this place belongs to the territory of Naron City, which is quite far away from Silvermoon City, and it takes more than ten days to ride a horse.

Motian's original plan was to join Anna's Lava Iron Lion Guild, but now it seems that this plan has come to naught.

Nalong City is not very strange to Mo Tian, after all, he has been here before, anyway, the capital of the southeast region has left the footprints of the people he once came.

The city of Nalong is in the southernmost part of the southeastern district, and a large mountain range to the west is the domain of the orcs.

So, at the border of Naron City, there is a trading market where you can exchange items with orcs.

The overall strength of the capital is in the middle and lower class, weaker than Silver Moon City, but it is also thousands of times stronger than Yunxiang Town, where Motian lives.

Ellie's Wizard Guild - Wind Blazing Blue Knife was originally a five-star guild in Naron City, but it lost in the guild star competition this time and was demoted by one star.

Mo Tian understands what the star descent means to the guild, and it may cause the guild to disintegrate in serious cases.

After the Wind Flame Green Knife Guild descended to the stars, many magicians chose to leave the next day, and almost half of them left.

The loss of the mage is very bad for the future development of the guild, but it is only temporary and will not last long.

Calvin, the leader of the Wind Flame Green Knife Guild, is an elderly old magician who has lived in Nalong City for most of his life and has a certain prestige in the city.

I am afraid that the city lord of Naron City will be very respectful when he sees Calvin, and he will not put on any shelf.

Calvin was very open to the gradual decline in guild members, because it was all within his expectations, and he didn't have much emotion except for feeling a little pity.

Mo Tian knew in his heart that the president of the guild was equivalent to the spiritual pillar of the Wizard Guild, and as long as the president was still there, the Wizard Guild would never disintegrate.

Therefore, Calvin was not in a hurry, he was confident, with his prestige in Naron City, he believed that he would soon be able to recruit a new batch of magicians.

Although these new mages are a little worse than those who left them, as long as they are carefully cultivated, they will definitely be able to become a five-star guild again.

The next day, however, he received a letter with an envelope stamped with the imperial seal in the shape of a violet.

It was because of this letter that Calvin, who was a top magician, was bedridden, and his eyes were as empty as the walking dead.

By now, counting Calvin, there were only five people left in the guild.

There were only five people in the Wizard Guild, and Mo Tian felt a sigh when he heard it.

So he was curious about Calvin's sudden fall, what was the letter about?

But Ellie kept silent, and Motian didn't want to ask.

There are only five magicians, and the guild leader is still bedridden, how can he support the guild's daily expenses.

It's no wonder that they take on the task of picking snake bile cordata, which takes a long and strenuous time, and has little commission.

...

The two walked silently for a while, and a hundred-meter-long slope appeared in front of them.

Mo Tian ran quickly to the top of the slope, and there was an open flat meadow in front of his vision.

"Ellie, I see your carriage. Mo Tian shouted.

At this time, Mo Tianxia was only wearing a grass skirt woven from withered grass, standing on the top of the slope, the breeze was blowing slowly, and he only felt the coldness of his lower body.

Mo Tian felt very sour, and couldn't help but close his eyes and revel in it.

No wonder those girls like to wear short skirts so much, it turns out to be the case.

Mo Tian's upper body has no covering, only a grass skirt, like a wild man.

Ellie, who was preoccupied, instinctively raised her head when she heard Motian calling herself, but quickly lowered her head again in the next second.

The reason, of course, is that Mo Tian only has a straw skirt on his body, and he stands at the top of the slope, while Ellie is at the bottom, and when he looks up from the bottom, what he sees is self-evident.

Ellie's cheeks, as white as mutton fat, couldn't help but smear a crimson color.

Mo Tian scratched his head and thought, "Why is this woman so shy, is she fascinated by my handsomeness?"

Seeing that she didn't come up, Mo Tian ran down again, and grabbed Ellie's green jade hand without hesitation: "I said eldest sister, what are you hesitating about at this time?"

Muse is coming, and at night, those demonic beasts will run out, and we won't have enough for them to stuff their teeth. ”

"I'm not a three-year-old, I know everything you say, and I know it better than you. Ellie stared at Motian's eyes and said dryly.

Then he said coldly: "So, please take your hand off me." ”

Mo Tian couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ahh

After speaking, Mo Tian hurriedly took the first step, because it was too embarrassing.

He thought that Ellie's mind should be similar to that of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, or the kind of girl who is prone to nymphomaniac.

But I didn't expect that she would suddenly be as cold as a snow lotus, so that she didn't dare to offend at all.

Looking at the back of Mo Tian walking, Ellie, whose eyes flashed with coldness, couldn't help but have an intriguing smile on the corner of her mouth, but it quickly disappeared.

Of course, Motian, who was walking in front, didn't know all this.

When the two of them reached the top of the slope, they had just stepped out with their front feet, when suddenly, an explosion sounded on the other side of the carriage.

"What's the situation? There's a fight?"

Motian nervously looked in the direction of the explosion, where there was a thick ribbon of smoke.

"Who in the wilderness has nothing to fight here, so they are not afraid of alarming the demonic beasts?"

Motian said casually, but Ellie reacted violently.

"That was the direction Amos was looking for the snake cordata, and it must have been him fighting the other magicians. ”

Thinking of that possibility, Ellie ran over quickly.

"Hey, you wait for me," Mo Tian saw this, and quickly followed.

He didn't dare to run too fast, for fear that the grass skirt on his waist would fall apart in the way, which would be embarrassing.

"Ding Ding Ding!" The two broadswords collided frequently, like a symphony.

"Amos, you are a defeated man, obediently hand over the snake herb on your body. ”

Opposite Amos was a stout man with a silver broadsword.

This man is nearly two meters tall, with well-developed muscles on his body, and his clothes are about to burst.

In the competition of pure strength, Amos was no match for him.

Amos deliberately pretended to be worried and frightened, and said in a sharp tone: "Primo, is the ground under my feet yours, do you need me to turn myself in like the Imperial Law Enforcement Corps?"

Primo snorted coldly, and the corners of his mouth crooked a smile: "I don't care what you say, my subordinates will always be defeated." ”

"You—" Amos stared coldly at Primo, the pitch-black broadsword in his hand bursting into fiery flames.

Primo on the other side narrowed his eyes slightly, and said disappreciably: "Are you serious, then I will fulfill you." ”

With that, Primo raised his silver-white broadsword, and flames erupted from the same broadsword, but the color was slightly darker than Amos's.

The two fiery red magic forces collided together, and suddenly a whirlwind blew, and the battle was about to break out.