238 A new look for the river valley
The chariots and horses were on the road, and the blurred lights in the distance gradually became clear.
After months of renovations, the traces of blood and flames have been washed away, and only the half-collapsed magic tower in the distance stands silently, telling you how terrible the battle was.
But not far from the original site, a new magic tower was reopened, and the foundation looked stronger and more stable. It will have more power and responsibility, and the Tower Keeper's territory is expanding dramatically, and it will provide more protection.
Allegri's territory is now stretching outwards from the valley, where only magicians and mercenaries are allowed to live, and a steady stream of refugees have built a new town in a sheltered place outside the valley. Now that Silves and Inedil are fighting under Ranken, there are hardly any large armies that threaten the safety of the city. Regardless of safety considerations, the southern foot of the sunny and wind-sheltered hillside is obviously more suitable for civilians to live and live in than the narrow and gloomy river valley. Thus, under the planning of Allegri and AndrΓ©, the makeshift tents and wooden huts for the refugees stretched out of the river valley along the hills on both sides, more like a narrow settlement belt than a small town.
"There are so many inhabitants here?" said Sheryl, poking his head out of the window, his face full of surprise, indeed, the endless strip of lights in the north looked like a city with a population of millions.
"At the moment the number of refugees is 220,000, which is not as large as you think," Andrei casually explains, "but the planned area is relatively large, with a long and narrow distribution in the longitudinal area, but in the horizontal area." It's only the width of a street. β
"Oh," Sheryl nodded understandingly, "and is our place in a small town?"
"Yes," AndrΓ© pointed out, "the mage can choose to live in a small town or a river valley, where it is more convenient to live. However, it is safer in the valley and easier to learn spells, so few mages choose to live outside at the moment. β
"Well," said Sheryl, thinking in earnest, and asked Allegri sideways, "Mr. Alibaba, you also live in the valley, don't ......we?"
"Ah, this...... It's hard," Allegri shrugged. "It's a shame that there are almost no other residences around where I live. β
"That's a pity. Sheryl sighed regretfully, looking curiously at the scenery outside, compared to his sister Misha was much quieter, carefully studying the magic pattern of the array plate in her hand, full of obsession.
As he spoke, the carriage had passed through the small town beyond the river valley. The long drive went straight into the valley. There wasn't even a checkpoint, Sheryl secretly wondered in his heart. He didn't find out. There were actually teams of sentinels patrolling in the dark, and there were many checkpoints along the way, but the two carriages were always unimpeded.
"By the way, Andre, the magician's reception must be closed, right?" Allegri suddenly turned to ask as the carriage entered the valley.
"So late. It should be," Andre explained, glancing at the sky, "after all, most magicians come in the special carriages of the Flywheel Merchant Groups, so the reception desk mainly works at a fixed time. β
"Then you can arrange it yourself. Allegri smiled, moved his aching joints, and ordered, "Take them to get something to eat, and then stay, and then go to the reception tomorrow." β
"Yes, sir. Andrei took it and raised his voice to order the driver to stop in front. Inside the current river valley, the northern valley near the "Path of the Light Walker" and the magic tower has been set as a forbidden place, and the southern part near the mouth of the river valley is the base camp and training ground of the mercenary group.
The carriage slowly stopped, and Andre smiled and said to the two, "Let's go, we're here." β
The siblings picked up their luggage and thanked Allegri before stepping out of the carriage. The rain and snow had stopped, the post road was a little wet, and the occasional caravan returning late passed by, but it was naturally far inferior to the endless pomp and circumstance of the day.
The clouds in the sky were still thick, the stars and the moon were dim, and there were bright wind lanterns hanging on the wooden lampposts next to them, but there was no trace of the flame burning when they were carefully distinguished, and the base was inlaid with tiny red magic crystals, which turned out to be a simple magic lamp.
"The magicians here do it themselves," AndrΓ© pointed, "and come with me." β
In the distance, Allegri's carriage continued northward, and soon disappeared into the thick night, except for the lamp hanging in the corner of the carriage, still faintly flickering.
"Mr. Alibaba, it must be a big man here, right?" the girl, who had been silent, suddenly asked in a low voice.
"Of course, it's a big one......," Andrei smiled, didn't continue to explain, and walked forward first.
The newly started construction site of the Magic Tower has been set up as a forbidden place around it. One hundred and ten steps to the northeast is a gently sloping plateau, the velvety grass has withered and yellowed, and six or seven scattered stone houses have been built in the sparse forest, some with simple courtyards. The one closest to the Magic Tower is Allegri's current residence.
Allegri took off his slightly wet cloak and shook it, and when he saw that the light was on in his room, he shook his head and smiled and pushed the door open. The boisterous atmosphere was blowing in his face, and the exaggerated laughter of Illo was particularly loud in it, and the steaming saucepan was gurgling on the stone stove, emitting an enticing aroma.
"I say, folks, can you give me comfort as a hard-working man, and don't sing and dance like this every time I come back?" complained Allegri, hanging his cloak on the wooden frame.
"Who made you draw a burning circle in the hearth," Illo laughed, "and there's no better place to stew than here." β
"Actually, we are not to blame," Dios explained, with a quivering piece of flesh stuck in his short knife, "we have been working longer than you, and you have just wasted your time traveling back and forth." β
Illo and the others agreed, and Allegri could only shake his head helplessly and walk over in a few steps. Squeezed Illo and the dwarf to sit down, snatched a fork from the fork that I don't know who it was, and searched for food in the saucepan, "And give me the rest?"
"Don't worry, we've put a lot of them in. Cyril and Bai Ji were sitting on the blanket on the other side and were talking about something, and they looked up and smiled in reply.
"It's delicious. Allegri gulped a plump shiitake mushroom and muttered, "Illo, you must have made it, I can taste the familiar taste." β
"Who else do you think?" Illo said with a grumbling expression, "Since Evelola took the dragon eagle away, I have lost even the worst reconnaissance work, and I am bored every day." β
"Then I'll call you to help this morning. How do you wrap yourself in the quilt and not squeak?" Allegri glanced at him.
"The sun hasn't come out yet...... Illo grimaced, "I haven't slept enough." β
", it's snowed all day, and I haven't seen the sun at all," Allegri glared at him, looked around, and wondered, "Huh, where's Brooke?"
"He's gone to the mage's ghetto. Some of the audit reports are still unfinished," Sayyl explained. He added, "By the way, Allegri, Uncle Mendel wrote that he would be there in a few days. β
"Oh, then Afra is coming back, right?" Allegri asked with a smile. Mendel had come about three months earlier, just after the war. He didn't stay long, and then took Afra back to visit his family.
"It's not just Afra who is coming back, he's going to move the whole family this time," Sayyl explained. "Recently, the army of the San Setestian Empire has been drawn in large numbers to help Ranken, and the rest have to guard against the invasion of demon legions, the city of Kutu is empty, the desert horse thieves have begun to wreak havoc, and the trade routes have been cut off. β
"Well, at least it's safe here, and I'm about to assemble a caravan," Allegri said happily, as he ate another piece of meat, and suddenly remembered a question, "By the way, Illo, have you been to the ogre tribe lately?
"It's okay, but the meat is a little bit not enough to eat," the half-elf who is known as the "Ogre's Best Friend" thought, "Also, they are now addicted to drinking, and Chief Stonefang promised to send two hundred more warriors to join the mercenary group, on the condition that they return in exchange for two carts of wine......"
"This ...... Okay," Giving Dios a nodding head, Allegri hesitated and agreed, "But, Illo, you're becoming more and more like a human trafficker now." β
Mage Colony.
"Wow, what a warm room. Sherrill put her luggage on the floor and looked around the two-bedroom room.
"Yes," said AndrΓ©, after bringing them in, took his leave, and the maiden seemed to be much more relaxed, and she looked at the neat and clean room, with the flames blazing in the fireplace, and suggested, "I live in the inner room, and you live outside, brother." β
"Alright," Sherrill nodded, and sat down in the soft chair, longingly, "the rooms are so good, and the accommodation assigned to us tomorrow will definitely be even better." β
"It doesn't matter where you live, the food here is delicious," Misha took off her soaked robe and touched her stomach with a satisfied smile, "Speaking of which, it seems that I was a little too full just now." β
"yes," Sheryl sighed, "it looks like we've finally made the right choice." β
"By the way, brother, did you see just now, those people have a lot of respect for Mr. Andrew," the girl said with a tilted head, "It seems that he has a very high status here." β
"Well, but Mr. Ali Alibaba is the real big man," Sherrill nodded with certainty, "You see that Mr. Andre is at his command, and if I don't have anywhere to go in the future, I can ask him to find me a job, so that I don't have to worry about running out of money to learn magic for you." β
"Brother......" Misha was a little moved and shouted softly.
"So, you have to work harder. Sherrill laughed heartily, rubbing her sister's messy hair with anticipation. (To be continued......)
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