The kobold's waving claws were pushed aside by the sudden appearance before they could touch Sean's body.

The raised long knife reflected the cold light, slashed through a semicircle in the air, and slashed heavily at the neck of a kobold.

The height and physical advantage made it difficult for the kobold to resist Sean's attack, and the kobold who had been cut off didn't even let out a wail before falling to the ground weakly.

The gushing blood was reversed in the air, and the deflected field didn't allow anything that Sean didn't want to touch to fall on him, whether it was rocks or blood, or the two kobolds who were now constantly trying to attack Sean.

Calmly flicking the knife as if he were chopping a scarecrow, Sean struck again with all his might at one of the two kobolds who could still stand.

The stubby arm landed on the ground that had been dyed dark red, and the kobold was a little smarter enough to raise his hand to block, but he didn't die immediately.

The great pain finally woke the kobold to his senses, and after letting out a wail, it stopped its senseless attack and turned and ran towards the jungle.

The other was not so lucky, and as soon as it had the idea of escaping, Sean slashed at it again, slashing its head altogether.

"Hehe, still running?"

Sean sneered and didn't catch up.

"Apprentice Spell - Catapult"

Another nail shot out, and as he used it more and more, Sean gradually became comfortable with this spell, even if it was done casually, and hit the kobold in the back of the head with precision.

There were no surprises, and the slightly smarter kobold followed in the footsteps of the previous ones.

After a battle, the situation on the ground was in shambles, and calmly stepping over the corpses of several kobolds, Sean hastened his pace of departure.

It is difficult for the pathetic weak to escape the fate of turning into corpses, and instead of begging for handouts to give you the right to live, try to make yourself stronger, and even be able to control the fate of others.

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A four-day trek with stops and stops in between, punctuating supplies in some villages and towns.

Finally, Sean walked in front of Ryan City just as the sun was about to set.

The cyan granite stone blocks are piled up to more than ten meters high to form a city wall, and above the city gate is a row of flags with a blue background, and the flags are tattooed with red lion patterns, which is very eye-catching.

On the city walls, a group of soldiers in armor and weapons in hand patrolled the city, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on their armor was very majestic.

Now that the number of people entering and leaving the city has gradually decreased, the gate has been closed, and only the side gate has a few people queuing up to enter the city.

Some of these men were merchants, some of them were commoners, and they had come here from somewhere else, or they had been out of the city in the morning to work and had not returned until now.

At the side entrance stood some soldiers, who were rude to stop people entering and leaving, taking advantage of the inspection to make a profit.

Because of the presence of professionals, most of the cities on the Faeron plane have no outer walls, unless they are some fortresses or border towns, they will have this ancient configuration.

Lane City is a city near the border, that is, the area within the Wagner Kingdom close to the Kingdom of Karis, and it is perhaps because of this that the city retains its tall walls.

Sean didn't line up like the others, as a professional, he had far more privileges than ordinary people wherever he was, as long as he identified himself to the patrolmen, Sean could go straight into the city.

Seeing Sean walking past the others towards the city gate, coupled with the black robes, the soldiers guarding the gate obviously realized Sean's identity, and immediately changed his previous arrogant appearance and suddenly became respectful.

"Sir, are you a professional?"

Sean didn't answer, but waved his hand, and a fireball rose out of thin air, raising the temperature around him a few points, and after flying around Sean a few times, it dissipated into the air, immediately causing an exclamation from the surroundings.

Sure enough, the soldier didn't want to check Sean's meaning, and without even asking for his name and professional rank, he let Sean into the city with a smile on his face.

The scene in the city is not as depressed as outside the city, but it has a bit of a lively taste, and the pedestrians who come and go on the street walk on the bluestone paved avenue, which seems quite charming.

Because of the existence of the great rye, the proportion of farmers in the cities has dropped significantly, and a large number of people have been liberated from mechanical labor, which has also led to the rapid development of all walks of life in the plane of Ferron, and the prosperity of the commodity economy.

For example, now Sean is walking towards the restaurant next to him, he hasn't eaten much at noon, and after another afternoon of traveling, Sean is already hungry.

For the past four days, Sean has been nibbling on some dry food for hunger, which comes from private workshops in the town or country, and the taste of these things is really unflattering, not even the white bread that he had eaten before that looked like unleavened bread.

As Sean strode into the store, there was a sudden silence in the otherwise bustling shop, and the diners all guessed Sean's identity, but they were not much surprised.

After all, this is a city of 130,000 registered people, not a small village.

There are at least three hundred professionals in the entire city, and it is not surprising that if you walk the streets on weekdays, you may meet one or two professionals and a mage who will come for a meal.

"Hmm...... Bring me two honey roasts, a refined white bread, and a large glass of green juice. Sean looked at the menu, thought for a moment, and said.

"Okay, two servings of honey roast, a refined white bread, and a large glass of green juice add up to a total of 165 copper coins, please sit inside."

The boss raised his head slightly, obviously surprised at the amount of food the young mage had eaten.

Sean nodded, turned and sat down near the wall, then put his hands on his cheeks and looked out into the street outside the shop and began to wait.

Although this place is not a high-end place, the signature dish called "Honey Barbecue" is surprisingly expensive, selling for 50 copper coins per serving, which is equivalent to a day's wage of an ordinary laborer.

As for the price of 60 copper coins of white bread, it is not bad, after all, wheat itself is not cheap, and it has to be transported from the countryside to the city, plus many procedures, it is not surprising that it is sold at this price.

When Sean was in Clayton Village, he was able to eat free white bread for a while, because the main agricultural product there was wheat, and the caravan could not enter the caravan, so the goods were unsalable, so Sean was cheaper.

The waiting time is a bit long, mainly because the white bread is freshly baked, and people who come to this kind of restaurant rarely choose this expensive food, so the restaurant does not prepare it in advance.