At dusk, the master and the apprentice came to the edge of the Shimmer Forest.

Just as he was about to walk out of the Shimmer Forest, Cyrus suddenly stopped.

Rosen was startled, thinking that there was danger, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, mentor?" ”

What awaited was a cold warning from Cyrus.

"Boy, listen carefully to me. When the forest is out, curses, poisonous insects, and the manipulation of the dead are not allowed to be mentioned! ”

"If someone asks you about my identity, you will say that I am a low-level official mage, Cyrus. Gogoril, a graduate of the Golden Dawn Magic Academy in White Sands City in the South, remember?! ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged mage stared at Rosen's face tightly, his gray eyes flashing with a fierce light, as if he would kill Rosen if he didn't agree with him.

Lawson didn't dare to be careless, and nodded vigorously: "I remember, mentor." ”

"Repeat it to me!"

Rosen immediately complied.

After listening, Cyrus restrained his fierce appearance.

"Not far from the forest is the town of White Horse, the fief of Baron Morey. Once in town, I'll open a room at the Green Oriole Inn in the center of town, and then go out to run errands. ”

"During my absence, you waited patiently for me in your room. You're not allowed to leave your room or talk to strangers until I get back, remember?! ”

"Remember, Mentor."

"Good."

The two of them continued along the forest path, and soon walked up the avenue, and walked along the avenue for more than half an hour to the west, and sure enough, they saw a town.

The town is built along the river, and most of the houses in the town are wooden, densely packed within a radius of less than three miles, like a gray-black scar on the earth.

At the edge of the town is a large area of farmland, and between the farmlands, there are many simple thatched houses, one in the east and one in the west, which look like gray wild mushrooms growing on the plains.

In the westernmost part of the town, there is a rocky plateau with a tall white castle. The castle is surrounded by high walls and a moat at the bottom of the high ground, making it an easy and difficult war fortress.

But the most striking thing is not the castle, but a white obelisk on the slope to the right of the castle.

The monument is simple and not high, and it cannot be compared with the gorgeous castle at all.

The strange thing is that it is obviously cloudy weather, and the sky above the castle is shrouded in thick clouds, but there is a hole in the clouds, and there is a ray of golden sunlight through the breach, which just shines on the monument.

At first, Rosen thought it was a coincidence, but after walking for more than half an hour, he found that no matter how the clouds changed shape, the breach was always there, and the sun was always shining.

It's amazing.

Seeing Rosen's frequent looks, Sellers rarely took the initiative to introduce: "That's Baron Morey's White Rock Castle." ”

"Where's the stele?"

"It was a God-given stone, blessed with gold from God. As long as the light is not extinguished, the Morey family will always be the masters of this land. ”

As he spoke, a trace of disdain appeared on his face: "Golden blessing...... Hehe~~~ It's really worthy of the name. ”

Rosen was stunned, not understanding what Sellers would behave like this, and couldn't help but ask, "Mentor, is there anything wrong with the golden blessing?" ”

Cyrus's face sank slightly: "Curiosity is a virtue, but too much curiosity will invite disaster." Now, shut up! ”

Lawson could only keep his mouth shut.

After walking for a while, getting closer and closer to the town, there were more and more pedestrians on the road.

People seemed to be very jealous of the mage, and everyone automatically moved away from Sellers 5 meters away, as if he had an invisible aura that rejected people for thousands of miles.

"Mentor, why are people afraid of you?" Lawson couldn't help but ask.

Cyrus snorted: "It's just a bunch of ignorant country fools, there's no need to care about their attitude." ”

Rosen didn't ask any more questions, just looked around, observing everything in this other world.

After watching it for a while, his feeling was just one word, that is, 'dirty', much dirtier than the wild wolf village, and the closer he got to the town, the dirtier it became.

The roads are dirty. It was covered with black mud, and human and animal feces and household garbage could be seen everywhere. People can be seen defecating everywhere, both men and women.

The air is dirty. It is full of all kinds of stenchs, food spoilage, feces and urine, gutter musty smell, etc., which are disgusting.

People are dirtier.

Their hair was messy and greasy, and they exuded a fishy and rancid body odor. When he spoke, he could see big yellow teeth full of tartar in his mouth, and at the same time he spewed out a choking breath.

Coughing and spitting can often be heard in the ears, and the sound of quarrels is incessant, and it seems that everyone is very dissatisfied with life, and only by shouting loudly can this grievance be vented.

Along the way, he met hundreds of people, but Rosen didn't find a girl who could get into the eye, whether old or young, whether male or female, all of them were devastated by life.

He couldn't help but think, 'No wonder I picked a random drawing and made Sellers look straight in the eye.' It's no wonder he would describe ordinary people as country fools. ’

Looking at Cyrus again, it seems that he has become accustomed to all this, completely ignoring it, and only focusing on the road.

Soon the two reached the center of the town, where there was a square with a large well in the middle of the square, and the well was crowded with people who had come to fetch water.

It's even more lively, with people coming and going, shops on the side of the road, and lots of stalls in the open space.

Rosen looked carefully and found that there were people selling fruit and bread, clothes, daily necessities, weapons and armor, and even books and paintings.

Walking on the street, there are all kinds of voices in my ears, the shouts of merchants, bargaining, acquaintances, one after another, and the air is filled with thick market fireworks.

Ignoring the familiar accosting of the roadside vendors, Sellers walked straight into a shop called 'Antique'.

When he arrived at the counter, he took out a picture of a beautiful woman drawn by Lawson and handed it over: "Horace~ Sell paintings, you estimate the price." ”

Horace is the owner of the shop, he knows Cyrus, and while wearing reading glasses, he quipped: "Yo~ Mr. Mage, why did you change your paintings to sell?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Lawson again: "Hmm~ I also received a little assistant." ”

Cyrus pointed his finger at the counter and said impatiently: "Don't be verbose~ I'm in a hurry." ”

Horace put on his eyes and picked up the paper to look closely.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "The painting is very good, very charming, but it's a pity that it's an ink painting, and the color is too monotonous...... Gives you up to 1 gram. ”

Cyrus was stunned: "This painting is worth 1 silver coin?" So how much would it be worth if I used good paint and canvas? ”

Horace thought for a moment, raised his hand and compared the value: "If it is a serious oil painting, of the same quality, I can give you 1 crown." ”

Rosen on the side felt very clearly that Sellers was breathing heavily.

He saw that the gray-robed mage raised his hand and pressed down on the brim of his hat, covering the expression on his face, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Very good, then get me a set of professional oil painting tools...... The quality should be the best. ”

"Are you sure you want the best? It's not cheap, it's 3 crowns for a set. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Sellers had already placed three yellow gold coins on the counter.

Horace, the shopkeeper, was surprised, but apparently aware of Cyrus's character, and didn't ask much: "As you wish, Mr. Cyrus." ”

After picking up the tools, Sellers took Rosen's arm and walked out of the store.

Rosen clearly felt that Sellers was holding on so tightly that he even felt pain, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Coming out of the 'antique', Sellers skillfully walked to the right, and after walking more than 100 meters, he came to the front of an inn.

A bird is painted on the door of the hotel, and through the transparent window of similar glass by the door, you can see that the lobby of the hotel on the first floor is a tavern, which is full of people, and it seems to be quite lively.

Pushing the door in, Rosen immediately heard a loud commotion.

At the same time, a strange smell of alcohol, body odor, food, perfume, etc., mixed together, rushed towards him, warm, sour, and smelly, and choked him three times in a row.

Immediately after, he saw a girl in a purple dress walking over Tingting, and when she got closer, she asked in a sultry tone, "Mr. Mage, do you want to have some fun?" ”

This girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, she is very good-looking, and she is above 6 points on the earth, especially her figure, which looks particularly charming against the backdrop of a low-cut and high-legged dress.

Compared to the ordinary women I saw in the town before, the girl was as beautiful as a fairy in the world.

Cyrus was obviously also attracted, he looked the girl up and down, and raised his eyebrows: "New here?" I don't think I've seen you before. ”

The girl covered her mouth and smiled: "Sir, I really have a good memory, my name is Lilith, and I just started in the industry." ”

"Lilith?"

Cyrus repeated the name in a low voice, and looked at the girl carefully, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes, which had been a little enchanted, instantly cleared.

"Miss Lilith, thank you very much for your kindness, and greet Lady Percy on my behalf. Oh, yes, it's a little gift for you. ”

As he spoke, he took out one gold kronor and quietly put it into the girl's hand.

The provocative look on the girl's face immediately retracted: "Oh, Mr. Mage, you are so generous. We wish you a great stay in Whitehorse. ”

With that, she turned and walked away.

Rosen found that Cyrus seemed to be secretly relieved.

The mage walked to the counter, opened a room on the second floor of the inn, and went upstairs without stopping for a moment, and hid in the corridor on the second floor at a trot speed.

As soon as he entered the house, he closed the door, but did not close it, leaving a thin crack in the door, and then he stood quietly behind the door and waited.

I waited for a quarter of an hour, but there was no abnormality.

'Whew~~'

Sellers breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed.

After closing the door, he turned to stare at Rosen in the eyes and admonished him word by word.

"Boy, you have to remember that the pretty women of Whitehorse are poisonous! I can't believe every word they say! ”

"Otherwise, you'll wait to expose the corpses to the wilderness!"