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The Great Knowledge of the Multiverse - The Arcane Warriors in this universe are generally warriors with Tier 1 or 2 arcane abilities, and they usually have the specialty of fixed, instantaneous, or spellcasting.

Dong Hezi and his party stopped at a fork in the road on a hillside and looked at a town in the distance—a town more than ten times larger than Harmonville!

It was a large open valley between the mountains, with a majestic boulder jutting out in the middle. The huge beige castle rises from the boulders, and the towers reach into the sky. It was like a tall and vigorous eagle standing proudly on the gray rock, looking proudly over the vast land around it.

The boulder and the castle are surrounded by dozens of large houses, each four stories high, with high beige walls that are sharp and angular, and look extremely neat. And at first glance, there is a red house, as if a group of red-roofed blocks have been compactly arranged into a large disc shape.

At the outermost end is a thick beige wall, like a long arm around these lovely "building blocks". It uses its walls, which are about 40 feet high, to protect the people inside. For a town like this, it was enough to defend against ordinary giants who were two or three people tall.

One of the most impressive is the river that runs through the town, and it is evident that people have attached great importance to it, and have carved out a special shape on the city walls for it to communicate with boats. Now, like a silver-blue silk, it reflects the beautiful sheen of the sun, making it stand out from the many boats that sail on it. These little things are coming in and out of specially designed openings in the city walls, bringing life to the entire town.

"It's a bit of a 'town' look. Dong Hezi thought to himself, the former Harmonville Town was too shabby, and it was really embarrassing to call it "Town" every day. At this time, seeing this open place, a clean city, and a prosperous scene, I suddenly felt in a good mood, and the physical and mental exhaustion and the nervousness of fleeing for days were swept away. There is a feeling of transparency between heaven and earth.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: it would be a beautiful thing to live on the mountains outside this town, on the side of the long river. On weekdays, you can go up the mountain to collect herbs and refine the elixirs needed for the Nine Turns Xuangong, and in your spare time, you can go down the mountain to the city to visit the world. It's a life of freedom – like when you're on Earth.

He was thinking about it when he heard Grimm next to him ask with a little dissatisfaction, "Why did you put the tree man away, and how would we move forward without it?"

Dong Hezi stood with his hands in his hands and continued to look at the town: "If anyone sees it, they know that there are druids among us. If this man had been well-informed, he would have known that we were the wanted man for the killing of Palik. In this way, the whereabouts are exposed. So can't use it here. When someone passes by, we'll buy a few horses. Let the horse pull the cart through the town, and when it reaches the uninhabited path, it will be pulled by a treeman. It's a lot safer that way. ”

After speaking, he took off his knee-length robe and put it back on. Special symbols to cover the outside of clothing to prevent people from being recognized.

Waiting was a very difficult thing, and Grimm waited until he was anxious and restless, and finally saw a caravan emerge from the narrow mountain road in the distance.

It was a caravan of about 100 people, but it was divided into two parts. Some of them wore uniform sleeveless knee-length kaftans with the same symbols painted on their chests and backs. They are wearing thick leather armor, and some of them are inlaid with copper protrusions to enhance the armor effect. They were armed with a sturdy and sharp spear, a simple two-handed broadsword, a long dagger with a fine dagger, or a heavy crossbow arrow. And the people who hugged each other thought it was a small army with neat and standardized equipment. Behind them was a different kind of dressed group, which looked like men and porters, dressed in uniform blue-gray coarse cloth clothes, without armor or shields. Only a few were equipped with ordinary one-handed swords. They drove the wagons and carried their baggage to form a large procession, and several of them carried flags with some kind of animal motif painted on them. It seems that this posture is a slightly more powerful caravan, far from being comparable to the "outcast" caravan of Preg and his ilk.

When they got closer, they found that everyone in the "army" team walking in front looked a little listless. There were even about 20 people, swaying very unruly, making the whole formation look a little messy.

But the leader of the caravan, who was at the front of the procession, said nothing.

The leader looked to be in his forties, with a sturdy and slightly chubby build. The neatly groomed short beard on his face made him look particularly energetic. He wears a brightly colored tri-color coat and rides on a group of tall horses, which makes it clear at a glance that he has the highest status. It's just that his expression is a little solemn, and he is discussing something with another middle-aged man on a horse next to him wearing a golden mage robe.

The man wore a golden mage robe in the shape of a trench coat, embodying a standard and lean body. Inside the mage's robe was a coarse cloth shirt and two leather bags of spellcasting materials wrapped around the waist. Each belt has a row of small leather pouches - these are used to separate the cast materials, preventing the materials from contaminating or interfering with each other when they are mixed together, reducing the success rate or effect of the spell.

Counting carefully, there were about twenty large and small pockets on his body, and he looked like a heavily armed weirdo. Suffice it to say that he was just an ordinary mid-level mage, as only such a mage would dress like this in full armor. Most of the high-level mages will "cast spells without materials", and ordinary materials can be omitted. Therefore, there is no need for many pockets, and the clothes you wear are relatively simple and beautiful.

They also saw the three of them from a distance.

As soon as the mage-like man saw them, he was immediately stunned. After looking at them carefully for a long time, he suddenly whispered to the leader.

"He wouldn't recognize us, would he?" asked Lelin's guarded half-drawn sword, she had always been uneasy about mages.

Grimm sneered, "I see, instead of recognizing us, I saw the magic aura released by the spell items in the car." If he guessed correctly, he's recommending these things to the chief. ”

Dong Hezi hurriedly confessed: "If they do come to buy something, you must not take out Palik's armor! ”

The two nodded yes, and in a few moments, the caravan had already walked in front of them.

"Friend!" the caravan owner smiled very professionally and with a friendly face, "Are you going to sell things in the city of Roderisqui?"

"Nope. Dong He Ziqiang said first: "We are bringing something for our friends in Giffen City. ”

"Oh?" said the caravan owner with a happy face, "We're also going to Giffen City this time." ”

At noon, Dong Hezi and his party had already bought two horses from the caravan to pull the cart, and set off with the caravan to the city of Rodlisqui in front. They had been invited by their leader to join the caravan that was also going to Gilfen City for the time being.

It's just that the mountain road is difficult to walk, and the town that seems not far away is still more than ten miles away after walking for half a day. The outline of the city was clearly visible, but some of the warriors began to shout that they were hungry, and they all threw down their weapons and sat still. The leader of the caravan had to give the order to halt the advance and wait until the fire had been lit and the meal had been made. According to his idea, he should rush to rest under the city wall at night, so as to avoid the attacks of the surrounding bandits.

But what seemed like a good idea quickly caused a stir.

Dozens of bonfires and cooking smoke rose, and the caravan men ate in dozens of groups. The three of Dong Hezi and the dog-sized Badbey independently lit a bonfire to cook, of course, this time it was Le Lin's shot.

"Those dozens of fighters are a little weird. Dong Hezi looked around and said to them, "Look, they are a group of people who gather together to cook, as if they are a small independent group. When they were on the road, they didn't listen to the boss very much. ”

Grimm was staring at the thick "fragrant mist" coming out of the pot, wishing that the delicious broth would be cooked in the next second. After hearing this, he said casually: "Then eighty percent are some mercenaries." There is still some combat effectiveness, or I don't dare to pick my nose at the boss. ”

"That's not so loose. Listening to their words, they are very disrespectful to the boss" Dong Hezi was puzzled: "If I had the boss, I would have fired them a long time ago, and I would have lost this boss's good temper." ”

Grimm chuckled and said, "Maybe the boss didn't respect those mercenary fighters in the first place." This kind of caravan is not big or small, which is the bottleneck period of development. I heard that they are the most prone to delinquency and salaries. Look at the mage again. ”

He pointed to the middle-aged mage who was eating the same pot of rice with the boss, and said a little sourly: "He has a very close relationship with the boss, and I guess those warriors may have been treated unfairly, so they have slackened their work." ”

"Oh. Dong Hezi nodded, and turned to tease Badbey again.

The aroma of the broth made with the condiments of Donghezi was fragrant, and it spread far and wide to the entire caravan. Almost all of them looked this way and exchanged heads. The boss even sent someone over and invited them to move over for dinner.

This is a great opportunity to draw in relations with the caravan, and it is also an opportunity to use them to disguise their identity. Dong Hezi and the three of them did not shirk it, and immediately transferred to the past. And the caravan owner also unceremoniously immediately "attacked" their broth.

Only Grimm seemed a little uncomfortable, always keeping a certain distance from the third-order mage. However, Dong Hezi had a very happy conversation with the boss.

"I wonder which god's priest you are?" the boss asked cautiously, it was a non-bowler act to ask someone about the faith, but it was still a long way to get to Giffen City, and it was necessary to ask these three people who carried a lot of magic tools. I'm sure the other party will understand.

Dong Hezi pretended to eat, and thought quickly in his heart: It seems that the mage sued him, and I have divine fluctuations in my body. So I mistakenly thought I was a pastor. Then admit that you are wrong.

So, he introduced himself seemingly casually: "I am the priest of the god of the air element, Akudi. This time I went to Giffen City to meet an old friend and bring him something by the way. ”

He said this because what he was best at after practicing the Lei Gong Seal was thunder and lightning. Although most of them are supernatural, their understanding of qi elemental magic is far above that of other priests. Therefore, whether it is more than theory or more than magic, there is capital to obscure the past.

On the contrary, Le Lin has some opinions about his practice of changing gods at will, but it is inconvenient to express them. I had to stare at him quietly behind my back, and I was stuffy and adjusted the broth.

But the middle-aged mage was very interested in the beautiful Le Lin, and he leaned towards her vigorously, and tried hard to talk. It can be seen that if the conditions allow, he will definitely rub some oil on Le Lin immediately. However, Le Lin didn't give him face, just "um, um" in response, a picture of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away. It made the mage helpless and anxious, and he looked uneasy.

By the time the sun had completely sunk after dinner, the caravan owner ordered the caravan to continue the journey in the bright moonlight.

"It's too late!" the dozens of soldiers gathered together to eat began to heckle: "It's too tiring to walk all the mountain roads today." We need to rest!"

"Rest for the night, leave tomorrow!" they shouted "opinion".

"Yes, yes! That's the best. They are also the ones who echo the "opinion".

Some even began to remove their leather armor and weapons, as if they were going to lie down and rest after a full meal. The rest of the men looked at the caravan boss to see how he could give orders. For a moment, the team split into two parts of the dynamic confrontation.

The atmosphere was very wrong.

Then the light of the bonfire, Dong Hezi saw that the boss's face was not angry, as if he "didn't dare" angry. I saw that his face stiffened for a long time before he said: "This place is still far from the city of Rodlisqui, and there are many jackals, kobolds and sub-giants at night, so it is safe to stay overnight outside the city." ”

Looks like those warriors are really a bunch of mercenaries!" thought to himself.

But the soldiers shouted again: "Anyway, we will not go, if you want to go, you should go to the city first! We will spend the night, and then we will meet in the city tomorrow." ”

The boss's face became more and more stiff, but his tone softened: "How can it be done? Without your protection, even these dozens of miles away will be robbed by those murderous and cunning robbers." ”

"Isn't there a mage?" the mercenary warriors raised their voices highly, "What are you afraid of? With him, every bandit will be blown to pieces by a fireball!"

Dong Hezi heard the boss take a deep breath when he lowered his voice, and suddenly spoke in an intimate tone like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years: "Don't be kidding, how can my team be separated from you?

"Then you need someone to keep vigil!" said the mercenary soldiers one after another: "Vigil is a physical work, we are tired of the day, do you still want us to keep vigil?"

Isn't this a deliberate attempt to find fault? Suddenly, out of the crowd came a warrior of medium stature, dressed in thick leather armor but covered with a sleeveless knee-length green robe. The most peculiar thing is that the robe is painted with a qiē arcane symbol, which makes it majestic and elegant. Investigating with the Yuan Shen, he found that his body naturally revealed spell fluctuations. Looks like this guy has some spells too.

The leader-like warrior was surrounded by other people and walked up to the caravan owner and said, "We have done all this tiring work along the way, but not a single mercenary has been paid. Originally, we agreed to pay the employment pay every two weeks, but now it's been 10 weeks, and we haven't even given us a copper plate! Boss, my home is in Giffen City. If I don't have any money when I get to Giffen, what am I going to do to meet the family?"

There were many of them, and all of them in armor and swords hugged up, and the momentum was suddenly a little terrifying, forcing the boss to unconsciously take a few steps back.

"It's not that the money is not given. It's just that I can't get money on the road now. The middle-aged mage abandoned Le Lin as he spoke, and turned back, standing between the warriors and the boss. It looks like he is not afraid of many people.

"Hmph. The leading warrior snorted, "Then why did you pay your mercenary in full two weeks ago? If you really don't have any money, why are you so happy?" the other mercenaries were also dissatisfied, obviously feeling that they had been treated unfairly.

"Because," the mage said with a deep breath, "I'm a mage! I'm a full-fledged mage with a third-order arcane art!" he said proudly, "I'm not a warrior, and I'm not an arcane warrior like you! You can still fight without money, and I can't replenish materials and equipment in time without money, and I can't take on many responsibilities. It will bring immeasurable losses to the whole team!"

He scanned the crowd with a forced gaze, as if trying to suppress their arrogance.

"You don't talk nonsense!" the leading warrior replied without showing weakness, "You let everyone tell me, is it me, the arcane soldier, who has more responsibilities along the way, or you, the mage, who have shouldered more responsibilities along the way?

The leading warrior became excited as he spoke: "I prepared so many spells myself, and then used them. Have you ever asked for a copper plate? And you? Every time you don't use the spells you have prepared, you always spend money to buy magic wands and scrolls to replace them. This money is not included in the employment money, and the boss has to pay separately. If that's the case, then what else do you want as an 'official' mage? I'll use those tools too! Boss, you can buy me some magic wands and scrolls, and I'll be no worse than him!"

The mage looked at him coldly and said, "The spells I prepared are all third-order spells, and they play a key role in battle. You should only use it when you need it most, and if you use it casually, you're making fun of the whole team. ”

"Are you embarrassed to say 'third-order spell'?" The "Arcane Spearhead" stepped forward and forced his eyes and said, "Is the 'Ice Storm' you cast with the scroll last time a third-order spell? I x#◎, I will use this kind of scroll too! And as long as there are no more than fifth-order spell scrolls, I will use them! Honestly, I have only seen you use a third-order spell once, and that time it was for you to bless yourself with the 'flying spell'! And then what did you do? Shoot magic missiles with a magic wand in the air! I don't have to fly into the sky to cast spells while swinging my sword and slashing enemies. Isn't it much better than you hiding behind the team all day long? Why can you take so much money first, and those of us who are tired and tired in the front, doing all the big and small jobs, don't even get a penny?"

He said to the caravan owner, "We don't want to raise the mercenary, we just want to be treated fairly! Since he has received the full amount of the mercenary, then we also want at least half of the mercenary, right?" Boss, is this too much to ask?"

The mage wanted to say a few words in return, but was stopped by the caravan owner behind him, and pleaded: "Now my money is stored in the city of Zài. I really don't have enough money to pay for your hire. Bear with me a few more days, and when you get to Giffen City, I will immediately withdraw the money and give you the full amount. ”

"How many days?" the group of warriors laughed at first, "It's still a month to get from here to Giffen." How could it be a few days?" and then turned angry and shouted, "Boss, are you fooling us, right? No matter what, if we don't pay today, we won't keep vigil!"

Their feelings became more and more excited: "Didn't the mage say that the responsibility he bears is more important? I heard that the kobold lizardmen in this area have been very active recently, so give him the responsibility of keeping vigil tonight, let him try it!"

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