As soon as he stepped through the crooked doors of the Council of Magic, Heras was drowned out by the noise of people all around. "Is this the Council of Magic or the Trade Market," he cast a sonic truncation spell around him, a first-level magic that not only stopped sound from coming out, but also effectively blocked out noise.

The sudden silence made Sally's ears ring, and she rubbed her pointed ears and began to check the cluttered signs. I saw a huge sign hanging in front of the front hall facing the door, "Welcome, distinguished guest." But forgive me, we're very busy, so if you're shy, please turn back. ”

"The service attitude is so bad!" muttered Sally, apparently a female elf who has been in the service industry for a long time is not used to this style of bullying customers. Then she realized a key problem - she was really shy

After a few strokes in her arms, Sally looked at Heras with a weak heart, the coachman's asking price had made her dread the city's spending, and now the elf was not very sure whether her savings for many years would be worth a teleportation ticket to Borati.

"Well, I probably can't afford a ticket," the elf muttered, with only a dozen gold coins on her body, "will you help me pay for the journey?" she asked Heras cautiously.

Seeing the mage nod, Sally immediately became happy again, and she felt that the mage might be a rare good person, and if he wanted to, he could repay it in every way he could think of.

But Heras clearly didn't expect her to pay anything back, and after a little discernment, he walked towards the underground teleportation plaza, where the teleportation hub in Bangala was placed about twenty meters underground.

Heras stopped at the steps leading to the ground, the top of the passage was covered with some kind of arcane stone, which he recognized as scorching rock, on which intricate patterns of alternating gold and silver threads led to the ground, and the breath emanating from above made Heras tremble. And the crowd of people coming and going around didn't seem to feel it.

Young Master Heras had never been to the teleportation center before, and in fact, he had been staying in Quicksand Yanjing since he was born, so he was a little unfamiliar with this situation.

Removing the sonic truncation technique, Heras was about to ask a staff member when he saw a woman in the council's robes walking towards him, pointing to a large sign in the antechamber as she went, "Sir, are you visiting the Bangala teleportation center for the first time? You know, we're busy." ”

The corners of Heras's mouth twitched, if someone in the Federation used such an attitude to do business, the next day it would be closed. But he didn't care, so he took out a stack of black coins and shook it, and then asked, "How do I go down?"

Those black coins have a peculiar sheen, as if they are constantly emitting a dim purple-black light. As Heras moved, the footsteps of the people around her paused, and the woman's eyes widened. Heras could even clearly hear Sally swallow a few times.

A stack of quicksand black tarots is made from black magic gems, which are a better magical energy channeling material than gold, but it is also not as rare as those magic superconducting materials. Although there are not many veins of dark magic ore, the production of rough ore is relatively stable, so it is used by all levels of humanity as the standard of top circulating currency. One quicksand black tarot is equal to one hundred quicksand gold kroner.

"Please forgive me for being rude. The woman immediately changed into a standard business smile, "You need to buy a ticket before you can get in, please come with me." ”

Heras was taken to a crooked counter to line up and waited until it was his turn to consult, when he was a little impatient. The staff member behind the counter asked in a mechanical tone, "Sir, where are you going, have you made a reservation?"

"Reservations?" Heras was a little confused, "I don't have a reservation, I want to go to the Principality of Borati." ”

"The transfer slot to the Principality of Borati this week has been fully booked, if you haven't booked at all. There are two ways to do this, and now you can order a teleportation ticket in seven days. Or follow someone else who is transiting in Bangala to Porati. The staff member said mechanically.

"How long do you have to wait if you go with the transit staff?" Heras continued.

"I don't know, we don't know when someone from other places is going to Borati, you have to wait yourself, but generally it won't take more than a day. Once you've made your decision, go to the other side to pay the bill. Alright, next!" the staff ignored him.

Heras walked away sullenly, this gesture of service made him extremely annoyed, "It turns out that there is no information sharing between the magic councils of various countries, which is undoubtedly a waste of great teleportation resources. If I were to run it, I would definitely save at least half of the cost. He didn't think about it.

After buying two transfer tickets, the magic circle painted on the underground passage no longer emitted a dangerous aura against him as if he knew him. Heras was then guided by the woman to a very spacious teleportation room underground.

"I don't know how long I'll have to wait, sir, the transit to Borati usually stops in this teleportation room for a short time, of course, you can also keep an eye out for a few teleportation rooms nearby, this is the area that leads to the northeast. Whenever someone teleports in, their origin and destination, as well as the remaining weight that can be handled, will be displayed on the circle. The woman explained.

Not long after she finished speaking, a single room next to her lit up, and a group of people appeared in the teleportation array. A line of information immediately appeared on the periphery of the magic array, the source: Strange Rock Kingdom, High Cliff City. Destination: Odin Empire, the holy city of Talika. Remaining capacity: two kg.

"That transit teleportation array is already full, so don't go up to a circle like this. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to reach your destination, but your transit ticket will also be consumed. Remember not to use Transfiguration to lose weight, as distractions in the process of spatial transformation can cause your deformed body structure to be completely misaligned. The woman gave a final explanation and turned away.

I had to wait all afternoon, and there were several trips to Borati from all over the country, but none of them weighed more than 30 kilograms. During this period, the female elf "accidentally" touched him with sensitive parts of her body more than once, and Sally should have made up her mind to pay off the ticket in this way.

To be honest, even if Sally was the pure and noble princess of the Elven Empire, Heras didn't want to have a relationship here, in case the teleportation array in the private room suddenly lit up, he would be performing a passionate dance for free in front of everyone.

Just when Heras couldn't bear it anymore and was about to attack, another transit teleportation array lit up, and he swept his eyes to see the information of the magic circle, the source: Quicksand Empire, Ambriasa City. Destination: Principality of Borati, City of Bolavia. Remaining capacity: 50 kg.

Seeing this line of information, Heras immediately pushed the female elf, "Borati only has a fixed teleportation array in the capital city of Boravia, you go over first and wait for me over there." ”

Hearing this, Sally obediently stood in the teleportation array, and with a flash of light, she disappeared along with the transit personnel.

Heras breathed a sigh of relief, his quantum brain was made of a tri-titanium siliconized high-energy alloy compressed by the black hole process, and it weighed so much that it would not allow him to pass unless there was a hundred kilograms left.

After waiting for two days, Heras saw a teleportation shift that met the requirements, and the information on the periphery of the circle showed that the place of origin: the United Andean Emirate, the Narnia tribe. Destination: Principality of Borati, City of Bolavia. Remaining capacity: 270 kg.

Without much thought, he walked towards the teleportation array. The group above were wearing hooded gum raincoats, which covered their bodies tightly, and many of them had muddy dripping from their raincoats.

"It rains for ten months of the year in the Andes, and the difference is that every inch of the land in the Andes is muddy, and it is countless times worse than the desert where the quicksand is worst. Heras looked at the Andeans covered in mud and felt that something was wrong, there could be no rain protection facilities around the teleportation array, these people seemed to have been teleported in a hurry?

Before he could think about it, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the teleportation room, lifting the hoods of those in raincoats. Heras saw one of the young girls with emerald green hair at a glance, and her beauty made Heras feel a little thrilled. In the previous life, those federal female stars who used high-tech plastic surgery to make plastic surgery were ashamed of themselves in front of this girl.

Immediately, Herras noticed a purple diamond-shaped crystal in the middle of her forehead, and some viscous and cloudy purple mist rolled in it, like a liquid, and some bright purple meteors streaked through the layers of deep purple mist.

"God-given souls?" Heras thought in amazement.