As the carriage moved, everyone began to chat, and after a short time, Bo Bojie briefly explained his situation, and at the same time figured out the general origin of these people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Indeed, these people are all wild mages who plan to try their luck in the Iron Collar, but the strength of these people is not even comparable to Bob, a seventh-level wind mage, two sixth-level fire mages, a fifth-level water mage, and a fifth-level earth mage.

Moreover, the youngest of these people is almost forty years old, and the extremely shabby behavior on their bodies for mages shows that their mixed estimates are also unsatisfactory, but even the fifth-level water mages who have boiled half of their hair white are still full of endless expectations for the promotion in the steel collar in the future.

This is the wild mage, the object of the main exclusion and suppression by the Wizards' Guild, just like the weeds in the wilderness, as long as there is a little rain and nutrients, it will grow strongly.

Along the way, what everyone did not expect was that the legend said that even rats would starve to death when they ran into the Great Wasteland of Blackstone, this wide and smooth gravel road, there were actually many shops on both sides, although not one after another, but there would be seven or eight small shops gathered together every few miles.

These small shops are generally not very large, and most of them provide services such as rest, lodging, eating, and even some small taverns, but the dense passing caravans have made their business good, but it seems that most of these shops have not been built for a long time.

"Last time, the army of the Wizards' Guild, when they attacked the Iron Collar, also advanced along this main road, and those bastards burned everything they could burn along the way. The pig-headed coachman who drove the car for everyone loudly explained everyone's doubts.

As soon as they heard this, several wild mages in the carriage were obviously excited, the battle between the Magicians Guild and the Iron Collar was simply a miracle in the history of warfare, and the Wizards Guild, which was originally in full swing, was directly crippled by the Iron Collar's battle.

They couldn't help but pester the pig-headed coachman, asked about the details of the original battle, and then let out bursts of exclamations in the pig-headed narration.

It's just that from the coachman's account, Bob analyzed that the power of the iron ball bomb is almost enough to catch up with the magic they cast with all their might, and the steel collar spent so much money to recruit them, is it worth it?

In the evening, the pig-headed coachman, who was not good at words, parked the carriage directly by a hotel on the side of the road, and the shopkeeper welcomed everyone in very warmly, the best rooms, the best food, everything was the best possible in this little shop.

However, the most important thing is that all the expenses are covered by the steel collars, and they don't have to pay at all, and Bob's poor money bag is finally saved.

For the next half a month, Bob and his party stayed in the carriage and hurried, and the administrative center of the Iron Collar and the Steel City were getting closer and closer.

It's just that the closer they get to the steel city, the more novelties they see, and later they all feel that they, the so-called characters from the prosperous world of mankind, are the country buns that have never seen the market.

They didn't know how rich the Iron Lords were, but the straight, seemingly integrated concrete pavement that could accommodate six or two carriages at the same time was an oath of the little dwarf lord's bottomless wealth, and it was a pleasure for the carriage to travel on such a flat and unusually flat road, and thanks to this pavement, the carriage traveled almost twice as fast.

They didn't know how powerful the Iron Lords were, but after seven days of approaching the Iron City, a large number of human prisoners of war could be seen in the wagons, clearing the burned ruins and doing all kinds of hard and heavy physical labor.

And such prisoners of war, it is said that the Iron Collar captured nearly 200,000 people in several wars, except for those noble lords who left after paying the ransom, almost all of the hard-working soldiers remained, fortunately, they only need to work for ten years without pay to be free.

Bob and others, who were gradually dazzled by all kinds of novelties, gradually became a little lacking in confidence......

After arriving in the Steel City, Bob's and the others did not see the legendary little dwarf lord for the first time, and the lord's mansion only sent an eleventh-level elf female mage to receive them, but even so, Bob and the others did not even have any dissatisfaction.

The main thing is that the luxurious equipment on the elf female mage in front of her simply overturns all their cognitions, this elf girl who seems to have just come of age for a long time, she actually has a whole set of saint-level mage-level magic equipment hanging on her body, and the magic crystal the size of an egg on the delicate staff in her hand made Bob and the others drop their jaws in shock.

The elf girl who had just come of age fiddled with the ornaments on her body, her face was obviously extremely proud, but she forcibly pretended not to care and said: "Actually, this thing is nothing at all, the original thirty or so elf mages in the territory, each of them have been given a set of such equipment, and there are dozens of other sets, Master Modo really can't find anyone to use it, so he can only put it in the warehouse to eat ashes." ”

Bob and the others were speechless, could they still tell this little girl who had just become an adult that they had worked hard for most of their lives, and they couldn't exchange them for half of such equipment.

At the same time, something called ambition began to grow wildly in their hearts, and they thought that they must work well in the steel collar, working for the unseen Lord Modo, if they could mix such a saint-level equipment in their lifetime, they would even die with a smile.

In the following time, Bob and the others were properly arranged according to their respective strengths; Bob, who was an eighth-level senior mage, was assigned a suite with a bathroom; Bob, who lived in a small western-style building for the first time, dared to swear in the name of his dead teacher that even the bedroom of the baron lord of the human world was not as clean and comfortable as his suite.

Then, the whole set of magic equipment that Bob yearned for infinitely was also distributed, although it was all rudimentary, it still made Bob's hands tremble a little with excitement.

When a thin book of more than 20 pages bound into a book "Detailed Explanation and Advanced of the Basics of Magic" was sent to him, Bob couldn't stop crying.

Even this kind of basic textbook that the apprentices of the Wizards' Guild can access are strictly secret to them before, and they can only rely on a small and incomplete inheritance, struggling to grow their strength, and they don't know how many detours they have taken for this.

Eventually, when they learned that the Iron Collar had set up a library that had almost copied the Wizards' Guild Library, and that they could earn a certain number of points based on their performance in the realm, which they could exchange for the right to read books in the library.

At this moment, Bob was deeply aware that with the Iron Collar breaking the monopoly of the Wizards' Guild on magical knowledge, the spring of the wild mage had finally arrived.