Entering the town, a gilded sculpture of a man is placed in the most conspicuous place, with a long cloth on his shoulder, fastened with buckles and pins, with his chest and abdomen exposed, holding a book in his left hand and a torch in his right hand.

This is the statue of the great adventurer Gwen, Gwen's footprints are all over the continent, and Gwen is seen in almost every travelogue.

Thirty years ago, the Cold Mountain Gorge was considered impassable like the Kaztur Mountains, until Gwen found a mountain path to the heart of the kingdom, and the town of Ron flourished.

In gratitude to Gwen for his contribution, the residents built a full-length sculpture of him.

The main road in Ron Town is paved with stone bricks, the streets are clean and tidy, and there are some flowers and plants sporadically planted in the open spaces on both sides.

Although there are many stalls, they are artificially planned and placed in a tic-tac-toe shape. Boulevards and alleys are interspersed with each other, effectively channeling the flow of people, making the streets lively and not crowded.

At every intersection, there are soldiers standing to maintain order, and if anyone picks quarrels or provokes trouble or destroys the environment, the soldiers will immediately arrest them.

Neat streets, noisy crowds, clean grounds.

"This Louis, it's not easy!" Kevin's pupils constricted, and his heart was extremely shocked.

There is no mature drainage system in this world, most people are accustomed to defecating in the open, and the main road in Xiling Town is like a public toilet, with feces and urine flowing sideways.

Keeping everyone hygienic will take at least years of guidance, force, and a well-established punishment system, not to mention the big problem of urban planning.

The expressions of everyone were the same as Kevin's, and they all looked at the streets on both sides in surprise, and Esther's eyes were full of disbelief, she thought that all the towns were similar to Xiling Town.

"Gentlemen's first time in Rontown, right?"

Kevin looked over to the source of the sound, and a ragged, skinny little boy came out of the alley, looking no more than seven or eight years old.

"Yes. ”

The boy's eyes were full of longing, and his little hands were rubbed together: "My name is Yule, I am a native of Ron Town, if you need someone to show you the way, you can find me, as long as fifty copper coins." ”

Kevin stroked the boy's head and put a silver coin in his pocket.

"Took us to the best taverns in town. ”

Yule thanked him repeatedly, a silver coin was a lot of income for him, and he could survive ten days by saving money.

He led the way in front, skilfully navigating through the alleys, and led the group to the Purple Orchid Tavern.

Two connected high-rise buildings make up the Zi Xin Lan Tavern, and when you enter the tavern, you can smell a faint fragrance of flowers, and some people dressed as wealthy merchants talk loudly on the first floor.

After booking the room, a servant guided them to the second floor, and Kevin walked up the stairs and faintly heard the sound of small conversations.

"Have you heard? The Ottoman vanguard battalion has crossed the mire of poisonous algae. A balding middle-aged man said.

The other put the goat's cheese in his mouth and said nonchalantly, "What does it matter? ”

Randall tumbled down the stairs and grabbed the man by the collar, "What you said is true?"

"Put me down. ”

Randall's hand loosened and looked at the man.

The bald man straightened his collar: "As far as the news of you hillbillies is lagging behind, I'm the director of the Flying Frost Chamber of Commerce, will I tell lies?"

There was dissatisfaction in his tone, but there was no seizure, so many people can live in the Purple Orchid Tavern, and it is not easy to mess with.

The poisonous algae quagmire is the territory of the Kingdom of Turin, and the Ottoman Empire's move is tantamount to a declaration of war, and Angus's territory of the city of Limogen is on the border, and in the event of war, Angus will definitely bear the brunt.

Kevin's face was full of worry, this is not pretending, his current stable life comes from his father Angus, whom he has never met, and it will take at least a few years of cultivation before he can protect himself.

"It's still too weak. He sighed inwardly.

Swordsmanship takes a long time to practice and accumulate, and he has not yet been exposed to the power of bloodlines and wizards, only the black mist can improve his strength in a short period of time.

He had a guess in his mind that the island in the middle of the lake should be the birthplace of the black fog, but only by becoming a wizard could he enter the island, which formed an endless loop.

Kevin led the group up the stairs and into his room, where he carefully sorted out the current situation and revised his plan for the future.

The first is to get in touch with Angus after entering the University of Wellington to learn about the war and react differently depending on how threatening it is.

Then use his special identity to contact these two mysterious powers from the Wizarding Academy and the Norton family, respectively. Although a year later, someone from the Wizarding Academy came to collect apprentices in Wangcheng, but a year was too long, and he didn't have time to deal with it if something drastic happened.

Kevin took off his cotton clothes, put his upper body naked, took out the cross sword, and practiced basic swordsmanship. With his swinging, the bland swordsmanship also reflects a hint of beauty.

After the bloody battle in the grassland, under the pressure of death, his swordsmanship has made a qualitative leap, no longer pursuing formality, but focusing more on practicality and lethality.

When night fell, the cold wind blew across the window, embroidering a mist flower on the glass window.

After finishing the workout, he looked out the window, his right hand struggling to get dressed, and the effects of the broken tendons had not yet fully adjusted.

Kevin exhaled a hot breath that melted the mirror into a small visible hole.

"Boom"

The teacup in his hand fell on the table, and he saw a tall figure in the distance walking into the alley.

Kevin actually saw the black fog from the figure's head.

A strong desire suddenly rose in him, his mind went blank, his body was completely uncontrollable, and he flew out of the window on the second floor with a cross sword in his right hand.

The dark shadow scurried through the alleys, and Kevin had to do his best to keep up.

After more than 20 minutes, I don't know how many bends, the vision finally opened up, and there was a bridge in front of me, the location was very remote, and the surrounding area was sparsely populated.

Kevin's consciousness cleared slightly, and his mind finally took back control of his body, and he slapped himself twice, trying to recover himself from the domination of desire.

His personality is not reckless, and he is more inclined to do things after he acts, and just now it was as if he was possessed by something.

The black shadow was dressed as a vagabond, his expression was sluggish, his clothes were in tatters, his skin was covered with black dirt, his head was like a bird's nest, and from time to time he could see white and fat maggots emerging from his hair, and his whole body emitted a foul smell.

There was a thin black mist above his head, the same situation as Cass. He was tiptoeing towards the corner below the pier, leaning against the wall, slowly poking his head out, saliva from his mouth running down his chest, as if he had seen something delicious.

"Hey, hey. "The voice of the black shadow is creepy.