A month later.

The gray turbidity current lingers overhead, like a thick mist stuck to the glass, blocking the light from the other side, making the sky in people's eyes as dull as a coin of the old era, and the mood of people becomes a little dull.

The most cheerful thing at this time is the dripping light rain, caressing the earth like light smoke, but there is a cruelty like a blade in such a gentle movement - the cold of winter always likes to come quietly in this way, and when people can really feel its presence, the blade-like cold wind has already cut heavily on the body.

In the midst of such weather, two black dots were slowly moving on a muddy road on a sheep's intestine path in a large dark green woodland.

The gray sky, the smoky rain, the howling north wind and the travelers who are walking through the forest, a picture of great artistic conception is slowly unfolding.

Two were two black horses, one carrying a large bag, all wrapped tightly in a waterproof tarpaulin, and the other carrying a young traveler on his back, with a round hat with a broad brim and a thick black cloak.

The young man on the horse can only be regarded as delicate, but his face is clearly lined, and his sharp gaze is in a flash, and the fierce aura of being experienced in a hundred battles is inadvertently diffused, and he is an extremely good warrior at a glance.

This is exactly what Gehr is.

After politely declining to participate in Gruul's operation, he obtained a road map from the innkeeper to the nearest town on the main route and replenished enough supplies, and set out on his own again.

As for Gruul, who stayed in the town of Semar while collecting materials while waiting for the airship to act, Gehr was not at all interested in getting involved. For him. Now it is imperative to return to the academy as soon as possible, and dispose of the gains from this expedition and exchange them for various resources that can be used for further improvement. Staying and wasting time with these apprentices on "worthless" material is a completely unwise move to sacrifice the basics. Naturally, Gehr would not have chosen this option.

Of course, this worthlessness means that for Gehr, for the other apprentices, the variety of materials produced here is extremely attractive, and they have to think left and right to calculate when they want to use this material when they are conducting experiments in the cracks of mugwort, and it can be said that they have calculated to the extreme, and now they can collect it in this vast mountain forest with some energy and time. That's a good thing that fell from the sky. Besides, this time is not a waste, with fellow apprentices by their side, everyone can communicate with each other, so the learning progress will not be slowed down much, compared to the gains, these costs are undoubtedly insignificant.

It can only be said that Gehr and these apprentices are already on two levels, and their views on the same thing are naturally very different.

The two horses marched forward in small steps, their hooves raised each time. will bring the yellow mud at the beginning.

Gehr rode on the back of the horse, his body rising and falling as the horse moved forward, and he looked at the surrounding scenery up and down.

The woodland on the side of the road is much thinner than in previous days, and wheel prints are beginning to appear frequently on muddy roads. This is a sign that Gehr is not far from his destination.

Sure enough, after walking some more distance, Gell could already see two dark shadows at the end of his line of sight. As the distance continues to close. The two black shadows grew bigger and clearer. Soon the true colors of these two dark shadows came into Ger's eyes.

There were two black round bunkers, one on the left and one on the right, stuck on either side of the road. Connected to the bunker is a grove that extends into the edge. The black stone wall with no end in sight is like two arms firmly encircling the land behind it, and the two bunkers are the fists at the front, ready to deter malicious visitors.

A thick wooden fence was installed between the two pillboxes, and some guards in gray leather armor walked up and down the fence, checking the passing carriages and pedestrians, while at the top of the bunker there were several soldiers with half-man high bows on their backs, vigilantly monitoring all movements at the intersection below.

When Gehr reached the side of the pillbox, there was a caravan of three wagons being inspected. The guards kept turning over the tarpaulins behind the carriage piece by piece, checking the goods inside, while the fat caravan owner was smiling beside him, whenever he saw the rain silk taking advantage of this gap to fall on the uncovered goods, and the goods falling into the muddy water under the guards' rough feet, the fat on the round face would tremble, but they did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, but the smile on the wrinkled greasy face was even brighter, and the words were even more low.

Instead of waiting behind the caravan, Gehr directly steered the horse around the carriage in front of him and came to the edge of the fence, ready to pass the level directly.

Seeing that someone was unruly, the guards immediately stopped checking the carriage and leaned over with a curse. The caravan owner also had a relieved expression on his face when he saw the guards running away, but then his gaze turned to schadenfreude.

In the face of the surrounding guards, Gehr's face did not show the slightest nervousness, but he pulled open his cloak, revealing the torch-shaped badge on his left chest, and pressed one hand on a metal pillar by the fence, which suddenly burst into a misty white light.

Seeing this scene, the guard closest to Gehr immediately gasped, and made a stooping salute as fast as he could, and his companions did not slow down any longer.

In this way, Gehr slowly passed through the checkpoint with the respectful salute of the guards on both sides, and was not hindered in any way.

It wasn't until Gehr's figure disappeared behind the level that the soldiers who had been saluting were relieved, and one of the guards looked up just in time to see the caravan owner who was still in a daze on the side, and directly kicked it over, kicking the fat man to a stumbling one.

"Look at what! Go and turn over the cloth, move quickly, so slowly, you're raising fat! No wonder you're so fat! It's really bad luck that Lao Tzu has been drenched in so much rain!"

"Yes, yes......"

The owner of the caravan replied again and again, and as he walked, he secretly glanced in the direction in which Gehr had left. His face was full of envy.

......

For the hiccups at the levels, Gehr didn't pay attention to them at all. In this wizard-dominated country. It is only natural for powerful people to have some privileges, just as the nobility of the previous world was to the commoners. Anyway, Gell didn't feel uncomfortable.

The metal pillar at the level is a very common tool for identifying wizards, and if you can make it glow, it means that you are a qualified spellcaster, and the badge on your chest is to indicate the power you belong to, and I have to say, as long as it is not in a place where wizards run all over the ground like the mugwort rift, this identity is very useful.

After passing the level, it is the outer area under the jurisdiction of Birofu.

Biroville is the largest town in the area, and the only one in the area that is located on the main route node, if you compare it horizontally. The status of Louvre City is similar to that of Motazaros, where the Taslans are located, and both belong to the regional core city, which is an important node for wizards to control the territory.

The town of Thurmar is nothing more than a shabby smuggling dock compared to the large commercial dock of Louvre.

After driving some distance, Gehr was able to see a number of small estates and farmlands in the surroundings, as well as a number of small cabins for travelers to stay for a while, and the roads were widened, and from time to time carriages and pedestrians could be seen on other roads.

Seeing that it was still early, Gehr did not stay at these wooden houses, but continued to drive for nearly two hours. Entered the downtown area of Biroville before dark.

As soon as you enter the city of Bilouvre, you will see the towering terminal tower, which seems to have become the most conspicuous landmark in every such important node city.

Gehr found a random hotel to stay in. After revealing his identity to the hotel owner. The boss immediately began to work for Gehr, and Gehr's most needed flight booking work was also assigned to the hotel's service staff.

When Gehr had taken his first hot shower in months, the hotel owner handed over a ticket for a three-day departure. The service is thoughtful and the efficiency is superb. Jean Gell had to sigh that it was really useful to hang the identity of a wizard.

Much later, of course. Gehr happened to come to Biroville again and happened to stay in this same hotel. Under the proud introduction of the boss, he saw the portrait of a powerful wizard who was said to have been entertained by his grandfather and existed as the signature of this hotel, which made the business of the hotel more and more prosperous since his grandfather, and now it has become one of the top hotels in the whole of Louvre, and Gehr looked at the portrait that was more than 90% similar to his previous image, and the mood at that time was really crying and laughing, and there was also a sense of melancholy as if he was in a different world.

......

Three days later, the Robin passenger and cargo were on the deck of the airship.

Still wearing a black cape over his brown hunting suit and a wide-brimmed bowler, Gehr stood on the side of the ship, quietly looking down at the noisy city beneath his feet.

On the deck not far away, the chatter of many young children kept coming to Geer's ears with the wind, mixed with the whistling wind and the sound of hunting with his cloak blowing, which was very lively.

A few minutes ago, Gehr also asked the captain about this situation, only to learn that today turned out to be the day when the new batch of selected apprentices in the area around Louvre City went to the Rift of Aishi, and this Robin happened to be the airship that was chosen to pick up the newcomers this time.

The wind just passed a little strongly, which made Geer blink, brushing the hair that was floating in front of him, and before he knew it, his hair had grown into shoulder-length hair, and the original dark red had turned into blood red at some point, which made him quite unaccustomed to this change after suddenly discovering it.

On the left side of the boat, a young man in a gray robe is holding on to the side of the boat, observing the people who are constantly getting on the boat, and talking to the children who are on the boat from time to time. He is a higher apprentice and the person in charge of picking up and dropping off newcomers.

This apprentice's sense was very sensitive, and when Gehr's eyes turned to him, he sensed it almost at the same time, and looked over to Gehr, and after finding that it was Gehr, who was also a senior apprentice, he nodded in friendliness to greet him.

Gehr bowed his head in response, and did not want to stay on the deck, but turned and walked towards his room. (To be continued......)